Memory Corrupt General Log

[ourlittlehelpers]

Who: Everyone
What: Memory Corrupt Event
When: Friday, June 1st to Tuesday, June 5th
Warnings: Please put any and all warnings in subject headers.

[It's strange. You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something different about today. Not only might you feel different but your families, your friends, practically everything is different.

Can you remember a moment more peculiar than this? Actually...

What do you remember?]

Comments

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa matches her stride, pacing along with Natalie. ]

Well enough - hunting's been good today.

[ The attitude is of one predator to another. ]

[spitefulvitae]

Hunting? [She tilts her head, curious.]

I think I'm the one who's supposed to be doing that. This isn't for my sake, I hope?

[She smiles, and it's friendly and not quite as unnatural as usual. Aah, Ilsa was so friendly... but she tended to overdo it, didn't she?]

[ooeeooahah]

Well, not exactly, but since we hunt for different things, no problems.

[ She chuckles, and it doesn't sound as warm as it usually does. ]

I left a few dazed and confused in the park, but with all of their blood.

[spitefulvitae]

[Now she's suspicious. And concerned. Suspicious and concerned, yes yes. This... isn't quite the Ilsa that she remembers. (Had she been torpored that long?)]

I wasn't aware that you had... taken up...

[She quickens her pace so she's several steps ahead of the other woman, then turns around to look her in the eyes, worried.]

Ilsa. Ilsa, what did you do? What are you doing? You shouldn't leave them there.

[ooeeooahah]

They'll be fine, not like there's bears in the park.

[ She shrugs her shoulders and tosses her hair. ]

Besides, I just can't pass up a serving of schadenfreude pie.

[spitefulvitae]

Tch, no, no, that's not what I mean... you don't leave your leftovers lying around! That's suspicious! That gets people in a hunting kind of mood!

[She's gesturing rather wildly with her hands.]

This is neonate-level stuff!

...and since when do you eat people?

[ooeeooahah]

[ Alright, the temptation is just too much. She taps Natalie on the nose, and initiates an energy drain. ]

Tch, I always have, you just haven't noticed.

[spitefulvitae]

[That's bad. Very bad. That's the worst tap on the nose that she's ever received. A vampire's energy may be a pale echo of a living and vital person's, but it can still be taken away by something with the right powers.

She's immediately trying to recoil... and then immediately putting space between herself and Ilsa, staggering.]

Ilsa, this isn't... you're not... I mean...!

[Oh, why wasn't Father here?]

[ooeeooahah]

[ The drain gets weaker the further away Natalie gets from Ilsa, but then she slowly paces after Natalie. The taste is different enough to be intriguing. ]

[spitefulvitae]

[This is not the Ilsa she knows. This is not how this conversation should be going. And she isn't sure that this is something that she can deal with.

Regular Natalie might have attacked. This one turns sharply on one heel and starts to run.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ Ilsa lets her go, allowing the drain to thin out and break with enough distance. ]