>>6306413“That’s… fair- actually on that note- did you need to set this up here? Take it from me, no girl wants to wake up in some dark storage room filled with guns. Artificial or not. Not to mention, like you said, how hard it is to hide a ritual like this.”
“Space, mostly. Have to make due with what the world gives me.” He sighs, starting to lightly scratch his forearm.
“Couldn’t find, like, an abandoned lot or something?”
“And risk her getting scrapped for parts by some S fiends looking to make credits. I’ll take my chances with <span class="mu-i">off-duty Hunters</span>.”
“So, uh, why’d you need my blood?”
“To complete the ritu-”
“No. Why do you need, my, blood? Why not use your own, like, your own or something? I know I'm special but surely there's more to why you picked me? Rituals like this can get real complex sometimes, right?”
“They can but in this case it's quite simple. She needs a girl’s blood because… she’s a girl. And you just happened to be the first girl I had the chance to use.”
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“So you were just using me for my blood?” You put on a pout. Which causes him to give a soft smile.
“Yeah… Sorry, but my heart belongs to another.” There’s a silence as you both shift your gaze to the body on the table.</span>
“Is her design… based on anyone?”
“Is that detail necessary?”
“No. Just asking to ask.”
“She’s based on my <span class="mu-i">actual</span> girlfriend. They got turned into a lycanthrope… then got vanquished.” You shiver but you can’t tell whether it’s because of the insane coping mechanism or the fact that he probably hates your guts over an occupation you don’t even have. But there doesn’t seem to be any animosity in his tone. You glance over to the clerk as he wipes his face with his forearm for a brief moment. However, there is one element of this situation that you need to bring up again and it likely will be the deciding factor on this whole ritual’s legality.
“I didn’t bring it up before but I do have to ask… Who told you about this ritual or showed you how to do it?”
“A friend noticed how bad I was taking Viv’s death and let me in on it.”
“Your friend just… gave it up? I’m sure the knowledge on how to make something human isn’t easy to come by or very cheap. I know I wouldn’t part with it for free.”
“That just makes it sound like you’re a bad friend. No offence.”
Everything goes still. Even the raging stream of light seems to calm to a calm stream from the tension. You raise your gun, pointing it at his back and it seems that he can tell. All this Hunter larping has landed you right in the middle of some serious Hunter work.
“Who’s your friend and what are they?”
“They’re… a- listen everything will be over with when I bring Viv back. If you just help me complete this. Please, I-I need this.”
“C’mon man, you know I have to know.”
“And we both know, I can't tell you.”
