[OPEN] Oh, you'll probably go to heaven, please don't hang your head and cry;

[vampdetective]

Who: Angelus & you!
Where: Throughout the mansion and grounds.
When: January 18th - 20th, only available on the grounds after dark.
Rating: R
Summary: Regina issued a challenge. So far, Angelus has been biding his time behind bars or hanging out in dark corners and behaving himself, but now? It's a matter of pride.
The Story:

It seemed stupid now, looking back-- months wasted, months sitting on his hands aside from the throwaway deaths of a couple of teenage girls, weeks spent rotting behind bars in wait, pretending steel was enough to hold him for all that time. Regina's Mirror had made it easy on him, at least-- saved him the effort of having to work at those bars and springing him loose while everyone had been preoccupied, more interested in the Jabberwocky than what they considered to be lesser threats. Lesser was something he could agree to in that situation, and only then, but things weren't what Regina had made them out to be. He wasn't nothing at all.

If she was so damn determined that he was harmless, that he couldn't do any real damage, then it was time to take the gloves off. Stop waiting for the right time, stop trying to play the long game, stop choking down cold, bagged blood just to keep himself under the radar and avoid being blown up by angels. It was almost as rotten an existence as the one Angel lead himself, and that, that was unacceptable. That Angelus had chosen it at all, even in the interest of keeping his head above water in an enclosed space with a dozen other dangerous captives--

No more. No more swallowing down cold swill, no more pretending he wasn't interested in tearing open every throat he came across. He'd been starving himself for months. If Regina wanted to see blood?

Well. He'd give her blood, and plenty of it.

( OOC: Just a note that any and all encounters with Angelus are likely to be violent. Because he's currently on a time limit, torture is being taken out of the equation, but grievous injuries or death are extremely likely, especially the latter as he is primarily looking to feed. If you want to encounter Angelus but are not willing to have your character die, then either be prepared to run or contact me via PM or over on plurk at hufflepuffed and we can work out some kind of feasible distraction or reason he would decide they're too much work to be food. c: Most things are fair game and I am willing to work with anyone who wants to get more detailed, but winging it is a-ok too!

Action and prose are both fine, I will match you! Please include the desired date and location in your subject line.)

Comments

[sidecars]

He stops, all motions turning slow like someone warping the fabric of time. All of this just seems wrong. Bucky's a predator. He leads a war with his partner by his side and the rest of America behind him. He's literally stared down true evil and spat in Hitler's face. He's no one's prey and the look this man gives him makes Bucky feel like a rabbit trapped in a cage. He doesn't like that one bit.

"Don't need to catch nothin' when you're the operator..." It's a petty semantic, but this strange isn't getting away without being picked at. It makes him feel better in a situation that clearly isn't in his favor. "Just a cheesy horror movie. Nothin' to write home about, pal." Then Bucky's back in action, walking down the hallway because he has better things to do than entertain this guy.

[vampdetective]

"Hey now, hang on a minute."

The kid's uncomfortable; Angelus can feel it rolling off of him in waves, maybe not scared but there are good, strong instincts at work there, enough that he knows putting distance between them has to be in his best interest. That distance is quickly closed as Angelus approaches him from behind, locking a hand on his shoulder, giving him a sharp tug backwards.

"Pretty rude to just walk off like that. Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?"

[sidecars]

Fuck. Bucky's got a knife in his hand the moment the stranger opens his mouth, but he doesn't use it. Unfortunately, this isn't exactly the front lines anymore. He can't just lash out and wound another man because he feels threatened, because he's evil and Buck is good. Everyone here is a civilian, and trying to give this man a second smile is not the way to operate. It's not the way Cap would operate.

Doesn't make the sneer on his face any better when he turns around to face the man again. Like hell he's keeping his back to this man again. That was clearly a mistake the first time. He doesn't make the same one twice.

"Guess they didn't stick once she died. And take your hand off me before you lose it, pal."