This Day Sucks

[Doc Worth]

Finally! It was around lunch time and there was no WAY he would just mosey around the teacher's lounge again. Instead, the skeazy teacher/doctor, decided to walk around the campus- smoking no doubt. He really wouldn't care if he was told not to- he would do it anyway.

As he finally sat down against a tree, he chuckled to himself. "Worth, yer goin' nuts. How didja get yerself in this mess?" he asked, as if he was asking the tree.

First Hanna, now Conrad? God, he honestly couldn't take stalkers in his life. The blonde took out a fresh syringe and a scapel. He had to get the stupid vampire some blood anyway.
He knew he shouldn't do this out in the open, but he really didn't care.

[Conrad Achenleck]

It was break time and Conrad had nothing to eat. He used the last of what he could gain, but his hunger was starting to itch in his stomach. Or whatever vampires have for a digestive system now. He ran around the campus, trying to find the sleaze of an Aussie.

"WORTH!?" Called out Conrad as he began to search. His glare constant and ir-erasable. "Where the hell are you..!?" He stomped about, letting his cloak float behind him. Finally, after stomping for minutes, his eyes caught sight of Worth in the distance. Having a smoke. He glared and continued his stomp towards the man.

"You!" He pointed to him from behind. "How in the heck did you get here?!" He asked with a growl in his voice. "And how did you get a job as the F*@KING English teacher?!" All these questions Conrad wanted answered. He probably could have gone to Hanna, but Worth was the only one he could find at the time.

[Doc Worth]

"Woah, Fag. Calm t' hell down." he exhaled smoke at Conrad. "Hanna got m' the job, n' said I gotta survive with some cash because f*$king Lamont wasn't good enough pay. Plus, I'm partic'rly good at English, Connerella." He snorted and then sighed.

The blonde took another drag, choking on the nicotine that the cigarette forced down his lungs and smirked. His eyes lazilly looked up at Conrad and Worth chuckled- harshly. "Oi, batsy! Ye' hungry?" he waved the scapel infront of Conrad, "Ye' wanna man up n' bite me, or d'ya wanna be a girl and wait fer' me t' put it in the packet, Peaches?"

[Conrad Achenleck]

Conrad felt himself twitch. "Hanna got you the job? Hanna helped me find this place." He confessed coldly. "But the fact you're teaching English is just... I still don't believe it..." He swallowed his last bit of text as he continued to glare at the smocking man. The fact that he called him Connerella was discussing.

And then... Batsy? Conrad twitched once again. But as he raised a pointer finger to retort, the man took out a scalpel and gave an odd ask. "Wh.. what?" Conrad was now hesitant in his words. An offer of food. But the fact it was an ask that he bite the freaking geezer. Conrad's hungry thoughts winced himself back to human. His squinted and gave a heavy sigh.

"You're disgusting.." Was all Conrad could muster. The offer would be nice, but he really had to wait. Just the thought of eating another... A human. Chills ran up his skinny spine.

[Doc Worth]

Worth shrugged, "Well fine then! Just starve n' see if I give a sh!*, next time. Yer' loss Count Fagula."
The blonde laughed as he placed the scapel against him. "Oi, but maybe you should fly 'way so I can do this without ye droolin' all over me." He chuckled and pressed the blade delicately down his arm, only to see the blood start to clot up and push it's way out of his arm. Hell, Worth knew there was most likely a better way to just not bleed everywhere and just stick the syringe in his vein, but he enjoyed the pain it brought him.

No, Worth really enjoyed the pain the cutting gave him. As he pressed the needle into his skin, he groaned tensely, and withdrew the blood, only to look up at Conrad.
"Yer still here?"

[Conrad Achenleck]

Conrad was in between instinct and disgust. What was he watching. Worth had made more comebacks towards Conrad, but it was almost as if he did not hear them. Watching Worth, he couldn't help but feel another twitch meet him. This time, it was his hands. Both twitched as the man began to cut himself. His eyes could not look away from the blood as it began to seep from his skin. More twitches were felt as he continued to hold all his instinct in. A small gulp soon followed as he felt his breathless breaths continue to speed.

What was he thinking?!

Worth was finished as he gathered some blood into a needle, only to look up at Conrad to ask if he was still here. At the moment, Conrad shook his head and focused back at Worth's dead looking eyes.

"Of course I'm still here!" He ranted back to him with a huff. "You're sick! You didn't have to do that! And why did you do it now?! There could be people watching! And isn't there a safer way to do that?!" Then another thought hit him.

"I'm drinking.... your... blood?" If he head a beating heart, he would have sworn it had stopped.

[Doc Worth]

Conrad's freakout just made Worth's yellow-teethed grin spread even wider. "Heh, ye' never knew?" He asked with a cocky grin. "Yeah, who else didja wanna be drinking?" He shoved the contents of the syringe into the blood bag and then set it down, going to wrap his arm up.

"N' plus Connieboy, I dun' give a crap what others think o' me, n' ye' know that!"
The Australian then smirked, finishing wrapping his arm up. "Right. 'Ere ye' go!" He gave the bag to Conrad and then asked him for help up. "I ain't allowed t' use this arm for five hours now."

He had completely forgotten to tell Conrad that his blood was infused majorly with alcohol and drugs today, so when Conrad drank it, he would be set in that influence as well.

But that was the good part.

[Conrad Achenleck]

Conrad winced at Worth as he continued to stare. His voice was silent for the time being as his eyes continued to watch the blood. Then the words 'You didn't know.' Popped up. "Didn't know what?" He growled only to be answered that it was his blood that he was to be drinking. A heavy sigh left him as he watched continuously. The doctor sealing up his arm. "B-But doesn't that cause some sort of blood loss? I mean.. that was a ton of...b-blood." Conrad stopped as he stared at the newly offered bag of blood. A small wincing sound came from his throat as he quickly took it from the man.

He was then asked to help him up and Conrad gave a roll of his eyes. He knelt down to give the old man a good hand. With Worth back on his feet, Conrad took a step back, eying the man then the bag. Who knew what the hell was even in his blood, but Conrad was hungry to the point where he just needed anything of that content.

With a quick hand, Conrad quickly slipped his teeth into the bag and began sucking. Not really caring who was watching by this point. The fact that he was going to get food just lifted him off is senses and began to drink his food.

[Doc Worth]

The blood loss comment made Worth giggle. Giggle. The way Conrad seemed so concerned made Worth's grin even more sadistic. "Yuh, half the blood L'mont brings me is fer me, n' half of it's fer you, though I don't let you drink stranger's blood."

The blonde wobbled, unbalanced and then tried to latch onto Conrad, where he started laughing again. "Oi, f*@ggot, yer' so sc--" he paused getting dizzy from his blood loss, holding Conrad's arm for dear life. "screwed! You're gonna have fun with yer undead life, t'day."


Worth felt like passing out and needed assistance to his classroom, which was about a half an hour away if they walked- which they would have had to. Why was the campus so so sread out?
He paused then went to his bad to weakilly pull out a bottle of pills, which he consumed five of, swallowing with Worth's Strawberry Vodka he brought from home.

[Conrad Achenleck]

Conrad stopped a moment and looked up like a deer in headlights. "This... is odd." He confessed as he looked into the contents of what was left in the bag. His thought trailed on but his mouth continued to suck back on the bag. He then felt the grasp of Worth latch onto his arm and it caused him to stop. He turned with a sharp stern type of stare that asked, 'what are you doing?'. Worth was acting funny due to so much blood loss. Conrad almost felt bad. But he hated this guy. It was both pleasing and annoying that he was drinking HIS blood. Out of all people.

he finally finished and felt a small trickle of the warm blood drip from his lip. But Conrad felt weird. He was too lazy now to really wipe it from his pale face. Turning to the pill downing Worth, Conrad paced his way over and gave a rub of his left eye.

"Thanks, Worth..." He sighed simply. That was not something he;d say, but to see Worth like this was along the weird and sad side of things. After a moment or two, things began to feel funnier. He shook his head, trying to ignore whatever the heck was happening to him and was focused on Worth. "How are you going to be for the rest of the day?" He asked with a shrug and eyed the doc's now slowly healing arm.

[Doc Worth]

Worth clenched at his ribs and laughed wickedly, which turned into hacking his throat out. Groaning, Worth wobbled again and grabbed the bottle of Vodka once again, going to shove it down his throat.

"Hopefully, I'll just pass out n' the kids can just do whatever they want, ye' know?" The blonde snickered and coughed again. "I'd rather not give a sh** about myself and focus on gettin' back t' my classroom..." He stared at the vampire and laughed. "Help me n' I'll give ye' an A plus fer the semestah'." He smiled and then downed the whole rest of the vodka and hickupped. "Nn... Hic! Heh, I guess I sho-- Hic!--should get back!"

[Conrad Achenleck]

He was drinking. Why in the hell as he drinking? On school property no doubt. Conrad sighed and took the now fully empty bag and forced it into a pocket. He went and moved to help Worth off his seat and sighed.

"God, you smell horrible.." A side thought as he began to help the old an nearly dead man to his classroom. he was drunk to the bone, obviously. But at the moment, Conrad wasn't too worried about the old man. He was his only supply to blood at the moment and he was unsure how to really keep it all that way.

"C;mon. Let's get you back." Conrad sighed as he carried most of Worth's dead wait back to his class room. At this point, Conrad was beginning to feel very woozy. A woozy type of feeling he had not had in a long while. He shook his head once more and pushed Worth's door open, helping the coated man to his desk.

"We're here, bony breath." He huffed and let him go. Only in doing so, Conrad felt his own legs wobble. However, he was unaware of it.

[hannafalkcross]

He heard familiar voices in the halls, but couldn't quite place exactly where they were coming from, so he wandered around aimlessly until he bumped into something. A person. A scrawny one at that.
"Ooof. Sorry."

[Doc Worth]

When Hanna found the two in basically his room, Worth snarled. "Tch, Hanna n' yer' dumb school..." He grumbled at the two and soaked down into his chair and muttered something that no one could really hear.

He was doseing back and forth from awake to asleep and like hell he wanted to mess around with Conrad, especially when he had so much in his system.
Oh wait, he did.


As he glanced over at Hanna, he laghed at the red head. "Hanna, this is the last I trust you on anything!"

[hannafalkcross]

Hanna brushed himself off from knocking into Conrad and peered over at Worth, puzzled, "What now?"