Magical Starsign.

[Venin]

Both Luciens and Vladimirs eyes shot open at a strange scent. Vladimir was the first to sniff followed closely by Lucien.

"You smell that? It smell's like...blood. Slightly fresh too." Lucien grinned wickedly, his demonic sense of smell wasn't as keen as his familiars, but if an open wound was within his sense radar, he can detect it, though only detect. He was unable to track it. Luciens demonic bloodlust slowly rose.

"Ahh!" he whispered hoarsely, "The bloodlust is driving me crazy!" Vladimir also had the overwhelming bloodlust and begin to move towards the door. The door was slightly cracked, so Vladimir opened it all the way with hs snout.

"Vladimir, stop!" Lucien commanded still whispering, "I know the scent of open blood drives us to near insanity, but we can't make a scene. We have to control it." Lucien was panting at the tremondous effort it took him to surpress his craving instinct. Vladimir, however, did not comply and was halfway out the door. Lucien jumped from his bed and flew towards Vladimir, pinning him to the ground. Vladimir struggled to get his master off while Lucien struggled to keep him down.
"Vladimir!" Lucien strained to say,keeping his whisper, doing all he could to get Vladimir back in the room, "Calm down! You're making this hard for the both of us!" Vladimir moved about then let out a loud bark, which echoed throughed the narrow halls. Lucien yelped silently at the ear-piercing sound and almost lost his grasp. With a rush of adreneline, Lucien jumped back with Vladimir into the room, slamming the door shut with his foot. Lucien grasped Vladimirs muzzle and held him down with the newly found strength.
"Vladimir! Don't make such noise!" Lucien scolded, retaining his whisper, "Like I said, we DON'T want a scene. What if the wounded one found us? We aren't prepared for a fight! We don't even know how strong they may be. Also, we don't want to wake the entire school. It would send an alert, and we'd just make trouble for ourselves. We already made too much noise, so stay silent!" Vladimir calmed himself down after a few moments while Lucien tried to sleep.

"Gah! I can't get the scent out of my nostrils! I have to control it!" Lucien grasped his head with both hands in a strange effort to surpress his demonic nature. Lucien panted with a quick pace has he moved about the dorm. He looked around trying to spot something that could force him to sleep. He looked at the bed covers.

"Hmm, a bit out of the ordinary, but I've little choice." Lucien took the top sheets, rolled them up, wrapped them around his neck and pulled. Lucien started choking and Vladimir moved to help, thinking his master was in danger. "Vladimir, halt!" Vladimir stopped dead, "I'm only trying to strangle myself into unconciousness. Risky, yes, but this may be the only way to surpress the bloodlust." Lucien continued choking, his body wanted to stop, but Lucien kept that down. Luciens eyes almost rolled back when finally, Lucien started to dim, making less of a ruckus. Luciens hands dropped to his sides and he fell forward towards the bed.

"Good night, Vladimir." Lucien said softly before dropping unconcious on the bed. Vladimir jumped onto his bed, sniffing his master. He whimpered slightly as he sat next to Lucien, curled up, and went to sleep himself.