Entry #B-1: "B" [November 19, Video]

[dead_black_eyes]

[The man appearing onscreen this morning is haggard, somber, and distracted. Clearly, he's been awake all night, something he's been doing far too often lately, sitting curled in the middle of what appears to be a cleaned up but ancient school gymnasium's basketball court with his chin on his knees. A few feet away is a blue tarp hiding something sizable and lumpy.]

I know Albero's people are striking Espresso Yourself, early on the morning of Sunday, November 23, at 3:15 AM. They will be there to raze the building to the ground and they do not intend to take prisoners.

[He bites his lip, glancing away from the camera. The calmness he's affected since Anthony's death slips for a second, revealing something like fear. He swallows.]

I've been waiting for a pulse. I was hoping that maybe my other's experience and knowledge could help me, in this regard, but up to this point... it's been all quiet on that front.

[He rises slowly, moving towards the tarp and drawing it away from what it conceals. There are many pounds of dynamite stacked in the middle of his gym, along with several ominous looking canisters.]

I have dynamite and nitroglycerin. I think...

[He takes a deep, shuddering breath.]

I know we can kill a lot of them. Part of me really wants to, and I can't be the only one. But I know... I know that's not what we're fighting for, a criminal record of our own and another reason to be driven out of this city. So...

[He sits again, hard, on the floor, eyes and posture conveying a distinctly dazed quality.]

I think maybe it would be better to use this information to get the FBI on this and catch them in the act, with no blood shed. I'm prepared for both of these scenarios, but honestly... I don't know what's right. I'm so tired. I trust all of you, so... please help me make the right decision.

EDIT: I've been informed that Nick knows about another upcoming opportunity, a chance to hit the Mafia where it hurts. There's to be a meeting of higher-ups in the near future; further details are forthcoming.

Comments

[dead_black_eyes]

So... Another vampire?

[L would prefer to be absolutely clear on this, whether or not it affects someone he knows directly.]

[ursoreckless]

Yah, he was a vampire.

[dead_black_eyes]

Was he always a vampire? For that matter, were you?

[ursoreckless]

In my memories of him he was always a vampire. I was human though.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Do you know how you became a vampire?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

Not really.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

You must have some idea. I'm not assuming it's like it is in stories, but... I guess maybe it could be.

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

I think it would have to something major. That guy.... I know that there was some strange connection between them, so I think that he would only turn my other if there was no other choice. And considering how my other was living as a gangster, I can guess that he got in the wrong line of bullets.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

So you're saying that if the vampire turned your other, it would be because you'd die if he didn't.

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

Yes. [ no hesitation. shou's other was fixated on kei; he knew that there was a mutual kind of neediness between the two and that they were almost like brothers or something even closer. he doesn't know all the details, but he knew that much at least. ]

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Do you think that if you were in that position, to save someone you cared about that way, you could do that to save them?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

I don't know. I really don't know.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Despite the closeness of their relationship, so you think that your other ever regretted that he became a vampire? Do you?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

[ a soft sigh and then the sound of him digging out some smokes. it was going to take him a moment before he answers. ]

My first memory was a sad song and fire. I think... they really did regret what they were and ended it. As for me?

I don't know. Ask me in a couple years if we ever live that long.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

You think they killed themselves?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

I think they did.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Fire would be a bad way to go. Do you remember the song?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

We're pretty indestructible save under certain circumstances.

[ a few more seconds and a slight laugh. ]

By heart.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Do you sing it often, or is it connected with too many feelings of sadness?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

It's a pretty song. Sad but beautiful. I sometimes hum the melody.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

You know this about me already, but I have a hard time understanding how music can make people feel things.

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

It's more than just how they make you feel. Sometimes music connects to a memory or a thought. It connects a theme that inside your head and it just stays there, and that is how the song becomes part of a feeling. Like a fast rhythm could mean a happy song but the words talk about how someone had died and that person is remembering their life. Stuff like that.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

It's really just sounds to me. That's a good explanation, it's just... something I think that maybe I'm not ever going to "get." It's a shame, because music affects so many people very deeply.

To sing as you're dying, it would have to be moving, right?

[Audio]

[ursoreckless]

Everyone has a strength and a weakness. I've grown up with music all my life so I can't really say music doesn't have a place, but if it was something that you don't have an ear for, it makes it harder to understand. You've probably got stuff you can do that I'd never get, so it's okay.

It was his song. He sang it, even when he thought I couldn't hear him.

[Audio]

[dead_black_eyes]

Hm... maybe. What's funny is that I have perfect pitch, which is probably the biggest waste I can think of.

When you were burning, he sang it?