time is right, i'm gonna get you playin' high, it's alright, i'm gonna get you shinin' bright;

[downfalling]

who: the two idiots (downfalling & justsucin ) + the elder who's done with their shit (lesinset )
what: Jin's finally waking up after they break his maker's hold (see here)
warnings: trying to figure out feelings, dealing with a newborn vampire's hunger issues. it's probably not going to go well. (depictions of vamp feedings, etc)

The weirdest part for him isn't the fact of how quickly he had adjusted to his new state. Though "adjusting" was definitely a relative term - the strong dislike (putting it lightly) of vamps was definitely still there, and it wasn't like he had forgotten anything about what had happened to him before. Far from it. But from what he knew, it was incredibly difficult for a vamp to break free of the maker-child bond, and especially for a fledgling.

If it weren't for the fact of the horror of the situation, Jin would find it hilarious.

As it stood, though - right now he was aching all over, probably residual pains from breaking the bond. It was well past sunset, he knew that much (new instincts again, he supposes), but honestly he was more annoyed by the fact that he was out for a while again. Hopefully it wasn't another week.

No, what was the weirdest was something that had led up to the confrontation with his maker. He knew there was a lot that he had to sort through mentally, try and make some sense of things -

He groans, feeling a familiar mattress underneath him as he blinks. "The hell..." He couldn't be dreaming, right? He was actually back in his own apartment?

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[justsucin]

"Ah, his royal bloodsucking highness is awake," Justin saunters into the bedroom, letting the door bang carelessly behind him. He makes one last glance at the window to ensure there's no light coming in around any of the taped edges he'd hurriedly shoved up before morning could come. Stupid vampires and their stupid weakness to sunlight.

"Don't be tempted to enjoy the sunshine, you guys are broken up now."

Nope, no, "how are you feeling?"s, or, "can I get anything for you?"s. Enjoy your sulky nursemaid, Jin.

[downfalling]

The sound of someone else here had him jolt slightly, though once his gaze finally got to the one who was speaking, his expression immediately shut down.

"Oh fuck off," he growled, sitting up and pushing himself off the bed, taking a moment to look himself over - outside what he was pretty sure already was just the reminder of his new state, it didn't look like there was anything physical that had changed in the interim. If anything, though, he'd be worried if Justin suddenly decided to act genuine around him. While it was amusing to see him caught off-guard like he was when Jin had actually confessed, it was probably going to take a miracle for the incubus to admit to anything yet.

"I'm used to it anyway. Most things don't want to come out during the day anyway, remember?" He tilts his head slightly, giving Justin an incredulous look before he stretches. "... how long was I out."

[justsucin]

"Mmm," Justin replies noncommittally. So Jin was a hunter and chased the things that went bump in the night. He'd still been human, and they needed the sun. Better not to forget, sweetheart.

"Been out a whole day," he admits casually. "Was starting to think you wouldn't wake up. Apparently you're going to be pretty thirsty." Justin inspects his nails. "Can't let you go rampaging through your own neighbourhood killing everyone, see. S'why I'm here. To stop you."

Uncomfortable as it to admit, he adds, "can pick up a meal for you too, if you want."

No, he doesn't mean food. But seducing someone back to Jin's house is better than scaring the crap out of them, right?

[downfalling]

Well, that was better news than he had expected with this - being out for only a day as opposed to an entire week like when he had originally been turned. The impassive front he tried to hold falters when Justin mentions being there to stop him from attacking other people, now painfully aware of the itching at the back of his throat. Fuck.

"Lucky me," Jin muttered, fighting the urge to roll his eyes, though the fact that he was starting to become painfully aware of the heartbeats beyond the walls of his apartment as well wasn't helping matters any.

There's a pause before he replies to the offer, and even though he doesn't want to admit it, it's probably a better idea, and he'd rather make the decision before he loses himself to the bloodlust. If he's stuck like this, then he's going to damn well make sure that he doesn't turn into nothing but a ball of hunger. He owes them that much.

He clenches his fists, and slowly nods. "That might work better. I don't -" He cuts himself off, not meeting Justin's eyes as he clenches his jaw. "Nobody here deserves to be a meal."

[justsucin]

Jin's trembling with the effort of holding back already and he's only just woken up. Fucking hell.

"I can't leave you here, can I," Justin says flatly. "Right. We'll go to cemetery. No people around the immediate area." There could potentially be, but it won't be many, and he can check that. A lot safer than an apartment building literally thrumming with life. "If I have to I'll shut you in the mausoleum to stop you going out of control. You don't need to breathe anyway." As newborn and hungry as he is Jin won't be able to free himself, so Justin has been told in so many words.

They're giving him so much credit trusting him to look after the baby bat.

Maybe a little distraction will help him calm down. Justin reaches in to tuck Jin's hair behind his ear, running his finger down it teasingly.

"What do you want?" He asks, whispering into Jin's ear. "A pretty boy? A pretty girl? I can bring you whatever you want. I can be whatever you want, too. We can enjoy them together."

Because why not make their relationship even more fucked up by sucking humans dry together.

[downfalling]

It's honestly impressive he's been able to keep it together as it was, considering how freshly turned he was. The plan to keep him from breaking out seemed legitimate enough, though. Even with his enhanced strength from the turning, if they secured a mausoleum tight enough, there shouldn't be any danger of him breaking out and hurting someone else.

He shudders against the touch at his hair and neck, finally looking to Justin again, eyes slightly wide. "I -" Jin cuts himself off at the mention of enjoying them together, and though he doesn't need to breathe (as Justin so helpfully pointed out earlier), he takes a sharp inhale. "It doesn't matter. I just don't want it to be someone I know," he finishes, voice surprisingly small.

[justsucin]

Well. That kills the fun of that instantly. Justin isn't so dumb that he can't see how freaked out Jin is. He hadn't thought about it; killing humans is Justin's very nature, He hadn't thought about the fact that it wouldn't come easily or happily to Jin.

"I didn't sign up for this," Justin reminds Jin, not for the first or last time. "And look, before you get into it I know you didn't either. Spare me. It's just that you need to kill in order to live now, honey. Or you can let yourself wither away after all the trouble I went to to divorce you from your maker. It's fine, you don't owe me anything."

"You figure out what kind of noble way you wanna pick 'em and I'll do it for you. Because apparently my generosity knows no bounds. You want 'em sick? Dying? Will that make you feel less guilty?"

They both know it won't, but if Jin wants to kid himself...

[downfalling]

Killing monsters was easy - he knew they weren't human, could divorce that from everything else in his mind, even when his employers had been demons themselves. Maybe that's why he couldn't bring himself to kill that group before, though part of it was also because there was someone that he had deeply cared for within that group as well - more than one, if he had to be honest. Though he wasn't surprised when after that was all over that they didn't want anything to do with him, and he couldn't blame them.

Jin's expression darkens slightly. He had talked about this with Tarr - and even though he had fed before, when he was already first succumbing to the hunger, everything felt like he was viewing it through a fog. "... I know. If I'm going to do this, I want to do this the right way. I'm not going to be responsible for tearing a family or lovers apart, Justin," he added, voice dipping down to a dangerously low pitch.

"Sick, dying, morally bankrupt - that's fine." He looked away again, his tongue running idly over his teeth, still blunt, thankfully.

"Thank you."

[justsucin]

"The sick, dying, and morally bankrupt can have family or lovers too, darling; look at us."

Yeah, Justin's not the type to think that and not say it. He's a big mouth and an ass... But he likes having Jin around, so.

"I know what you mean, though. I'll stick to your stupid code. For you. So that you won't bitch at me. Okay?"

He offers out his hand.

"You're going to stay with me. I won't let you touch any humans the way you are now. No finesse in you at all, you're too new and hungry." Justin gives Jin a hard look. "If you get desperate enough to actually try and overpower me I'll incapacitate you, if you want."

Ah, such fondness.

[downfalling]

That causes him to start a bit, still pointedly looking away. It's not that he thought he was one of the good guys, he kinda blew that one out of the water a while ago already. It's not until Justin holds out his hand that he turns to face him, movement too smooth and almost oily to be human anymore. He's adjusting to the shift in movement well, at least.

Jin finally nods, tentatively taking the incubus's hand. He wasn't going to end up creating someone else like him if he could help it. It's something that probably is going to have to be brought up at one point or another, but now isn't the time, not when he can already feel the edges of the hunger starting to creep in. He'd take offense to the 'no finesse' comment if he were more fully in his right mind, but for the time being, he's a bit more submissive, if only because he'd rather not end up doing something he's going to regret more later.

"Yeah. If it comes to that."

[justsucin]

It's a lot of shit to accept, isn't it? At least Justin isn't going to poke fun at this. He's just going to keep his mouth shut for now since he's said his piece and get Jin out of his apartment building without him latching his fangs onto any unsuspecting neighbour's neck.

It's dark and late so thankfully there's nobody wandering around anyway. That might not always be the case, but Justin will be prepared to hold Jin back, knock him unconscious if need be. He's caring like that.

"We'll be able to get there quickly; you can move faster now."

And if that wears Jin out quicker that's fine, he can pass out again until he's next hungry.

[downfalling]

It is, especially considering the amount of visceral hatred that Jin had (and still has) for most vampires. right now, though, if he's going to continue on, it's going to be on his terms - and he already started with that considering that he had asked for help in freeing his hold on his maker. He doesn't know if his improved speed would wear him out faster - it would make sense, and honestly if he's exhausted, then the less likely he'd be to attack someone.

Maybe.

Hopefully.

"Lead the way, then." He doesn't completely trust himself, especially now that he's starting to feel the hunger more. He just had to keep his head on straight until they got there. He was stubborn enough to mostly break his maker's hold by sheer will alone, he could hold on for a little bit longer.

[justsucin]

Justin tightens his hold on Jin's hand once he opens the door to Jin's building and leads him outside. Less person density than inside an apartment block, but way more temptation to run loose and attack whichever unlucky soul he happens to find first. Justin's just being sensible and saving himself some aggravation, it's not like he'd care if he lost Jin.

...It's not like Tarr wouldn't just find him anyway. Stupid coffinlover. Been hanging around a lot since Jin was turned. Probably hanging around now.

Good idea really, though, right? Someone who knows what they're doing. It's probably more complicated than bite and suck. Who knows. Jin's going to want it to be merciful and kind to the victim.

"Yo, batbrains, you about?" Justin asks, glancing around curiously. He's been too focused on Jin to sense Tarr, actually.

[lesinset]

"I do not turn into bats. Wrong family line."

And he was just there, coming into the light like he hadn't been lurking around like some kind of stalker. He really hadn't been lurking. He was just the type that know that Justin may not have things as under control as he thought he did. After all, it wasn't like he was taking care of a new incubus.

The glance he gave Justin was one part annoyance and one part questioning before he looked at Jin and nodded to himself. So far, so good. He was at least holding on better then he thought.

"Lower west end cemetery is close to a couple gang turfs. They tend to bury their victims there, so it should be good hunting and disposing grounds."

[downfalling]

Jin lifts his head slightly when Tarr comes into view - though it's much faster than it would've been if he were still human. He's holding on as best he can, but even someone as stubborn as he is can only fight for so long, especially after only sleeping for a day or so after breaking his maker's hold. He swallows, while being outside helped to drown out some of the heartbeats thudding in his ears, there were still too many -

"Hungry."

He's trying to fight the haze of hunger that's starting to settle in, but it's already slipping, and it's only the grip on his wrist from Justin and being in front of an elder that doesn't have him bolt immediately.

[justsucin]

Just gonna roll his eyes. Roll his eyes at Tarr for taking his jabs so seriously all the time - correcting him about bats, seriously? - and roll his eyes at Jin for being such a fledgling vampire.

That's not his fault, but still. Urgh.

Not gonna thank Tarr for the tip either, but it is helpful information.

Justin can feel Jin tugging at his hand to escape, even if his mind and eyes are elsewhere and he doesn't seem to notice himself thathe's doing it. Justin pulls Jin closer instead, sliding an arm around his waist and murmuring into his ear, "I know you're hungry, baby. I'm gonna get you a nice meal."

Seduction is Justin's thing, of course those are the tactics he defaults to!

"Come on," he squeezes Jin once before pulling him forwards. "Almost there."

It's sure going to be interesting to witness Jin feeding on a human...

[lesinset]

[Was it a little petty of him? Maybe but Tarr has heard the bat jokes for almost as long as he lived in the Western part of the world. Even longer, if he wanted to count some of the more irritating members of his maker's little nest before he decided he was tired of it and left.

It was still a shock when others hear about him, as if it was that impossible to be suddenly free of a maker's hold as easily as him. He never understood it; he wanted free so he left. It had been that easy for him.

Silently, Tarr moved ahead of the two, a shadow in shadows until he across a couple of scruffy people hanging around with nothing good in mind. He could smell the blood on them, so he pinned them down through the force of his will. Then he waited for Justin and Jin to catch up.]

[downfalling]

He would've joined in on making fun of Tarr if it weren't for the fact that the hunger was now constantly gnawing on the edges of his perception - he barely registers Justin's words, but nuzzles into the contact around his waist and lets out an acknowledging but needy whine in response. It's not until they're closer that he catches the scent of blood, honing in on the tantalizing scent of food. The fact that he's not saying anything is enough of an indicator as to how much his appetite is now taking over his rational thoughts.

[justsucin]

Cute. As vampire as he is now, as a fledging Jin is cute. His desperate neediness is not unlike the extreme neediness humans exhibit when Justin has them in his thrall after all. He likes that shit a lot. Likes the obvious power over them. And he has that over Jin right now, as the supplier of his meals. Yeah, it's nice. "Take this," Justin says, handing Jin off to Tarr to keep hold of. "You can let them go now; I can handle this." He knows the perfect ploy for when the humans come to their senses again; he shifts into female form, complete with short, tight dress like she's been clubbing til the early hours, and is taking a shortcut home. Glancing warily at the men as they make lusty eyes at her. Two against one; they know they can do whatever they want with her. Wrong. It isn't long before she has one unconscious beneath her heel, and the other with an arm twisted up behind his back far enough that one wrong move will have her snapping it. "Here you go, sweetheart," she coos at Jin. "Eat up."

[lesinset]

He snorted, snagging Jin by the back of his neck before the fledgeling could do something stupid. Releasing the humans, he stood back and waited for the incubus to get done playing with the humans. Usually he found such things distasteful, but he wasn't so soft towards the kind of scum these ones were.

Tarr had to admit that she was good, though he would never say that out loud. He wasn't going to give her that sort of pleasure. Instead he waited, looked bored, and then let Jin go when she had things well in hand.

"Go. Eat your fill."

[downfalling]

There's a pause as he's being manhandled, but he recognizes the power from the elder, which stops him from trying to lash out. Even reduced to this state, he recognizes it, and instead is waiting for when he's going to be let go and finally feed, fangs fully run out and eyes turning red again.

Despite them being unconscious and pinned, respectively, he could hear their heartbeats - strong, inviting -

And neither of their encouragements are needed, as he practically springs forward once Tarr lets go of his neck, reaching out to grab the man that Justine had immobilized, fangs sinking into his neck. He's ignoring the man's screams, his attempts to wriggle free, Jin's hands clamped down on his shoulders. There's a palpable sense of relief that washes over him as he feeds, clamping down again after a few moments and not stopping this time until well after the man's heart stops beating, practically shriveled up as a result of being fully drained.

It's not a split second after the first one is drained that he goes after the second, unable to stop himself amidst the constant calls of 'hungry' going through his mind and possibly being uttered out loud, it's hard to tell at this point anymore.

Once he's finished, there's still blood all over him and his eyes are still glazed over slightly, but the red sheen seems to have retreated. Now his movements seem to be a bit more languid, slow.

[justsucin]

Justine watches with unrestrained amusement - it's not like Jin is going to notice anything but his meals at the moment. The excited thrill that goes through her at the sight of seeing a couple of weak humans sucked dry and flopping around like ragdolls isn't unusual, but the fact that it's Jin doing it, that he's been brought to this darkness, that there's no going back for him now, that arouses her beyond her expectations. He's one of them now. She could come to like vampires a teeny, tiny bit, only to watch Jin work. Fledglings are rabid and messy - she and Tarr (well, just Tarr) are going to have to clean up after him. No wonder the newly turned so frequently get caught when they leave such an obvious trail behind. Their bloodthirst doesn't leave much room for anything else though. Justine steps forward until she's beside Jin, giving him a long moment to settle before reaching out slowly and purposefully to thread fingers into his hair. "Was that nice, baby?" She coos at him. Even if he has no patience for her right now it'll only get her more excited.

[lesinset]

Save him from the ridiculousness of an incubus having a moment watching a newb9orn eating. Tarr would just roll his eyes, but instead he walks over to Jin's side and reaches over to turn his head a little. Giving a slight huff at the mess - for one that shirt might end up being trash after this - then leaned in to lick the blood off his face. True that he could just find a way to wash him off as normal, but he was a little hungry himself, and blood was blood even if this was only a taste and not real sustenance.

That done to his satisfaction, he picked up the drained husks and headed for the rusted and weed choked area that was the cemetery. When Jin was able to shake himself out of the swoon a feeding gave him, Tarr would teach him the fine tricks of hiding bodies since he couldn't always be around to clean up. Justine might have tricks of her own, but knowing how incubus feed, he wasn't sure if they needed to hide their kills all the time.

[downfalling]

He would turn to rub a bit more insistently against Justine after she comes up next to him (even while he's coming off the hunger high, he know she isn't a threat at this point despite being much more powerful than he is) if it weren't for Tarr grabbing his face. It honestly was probably a good thing that Jin was still slightly out of it, otherwise he would probably freak out a little at the contact - as it was, his eyes are wide and he freezes in place, unnaturally still.

It's not until after he's finished that Jin properly snaps out of it fully, and he just stares at Tarr. "What the fuck...?!" Because these two have made it clear in no uncertain terms that they don't like each other, now both being vamps or not.

[justsucin]

Justine narrows her eyes at Tarr, the only thing keeping her from outright shoving at him and demanding to know why he would dare touch her human being the fact that Jin has actually become coherent and aware enough to make a protest about the physical contact too. As it is, she's not just going to stay quiet. She's just not going to engage Tarr in a fight. "You can't be so desperate for blood as all that," she says, stuffing down her anger and trying to laugh instead. "Are you so bad at catching your own prey?" She wraps arms around Jin's waist, resting her chin on his shoulder. "This one is mine."

[lesinset]

"I'm not, but it was that or wash in sewage and even vampires have standards."

It takes only a touch of effort to dig up enough earth to hide the bodies in. Tarr shifted his form enough to do so and then came back, the twisted flesh smoothing and then moving into a new form. By the time he reached Jin and Justine, he was in his female form - long blonde hair and shapely figure under a simple shift dress and no shoes. He looked almost like a ghost this way, the paleness of vampires skin almost glowing as he passed under a street light.

"Unless you like the idea of swimming in shit?"

[downfalling]

Jin frowns - he had a point there, but at the same time, it was still largely creepy to him. He's about to retort when Tarr comes back in a female form, eyes widened and still trying to shake the last vestiges of the hunger away from the edges of his consciousness. He was sated, and he sure as hell wasn't seeing things. So this was the female form he had mentioned earlier while they were en route to taking out his maker.

As it was, though - he was surprisingly (or perhaps unsurprisingly) comfortable in his current position with Justine's arms around him, opting to just roll his eyes. "Could've fooled me."