Life is Tragedy [CASTLEVANIAXREADER]

Chapter 11- Thinking

A bath didn't end up helping much.

"WILL THE TWO OF YOU JUST SHUT UP!" You shouted, realizing that you had yelled aloud and not simply in your mind. But who could blame you? The two new occupants in your head were getting on your nerves. You groaned, wiping wet hands down your face, water dripping from your cheeks and chin. All I want is some peace and quiet. You sighed inwardly, sinking into the tub further as you heard laughter from the vampire, bringing you to frown. Yeah, funny joke kid. There is no way you're going to be getting any of that anytime soon. Dunking your head underwater for a moment you scrubbed your hair, leaving the tub the moment the suds left your scalp. Yes, as much as I hate to agree with the vampire, they are right. You won't be alone within this headspace for as long as you're split like this. You heard a scoff as you left the tub. Thanks for the "backup" aasimar. The vampire retorted with venom, the aasimar replying with a curt, you're welcome, as you wrapped a towel around yourself, drying off.

As the two voices continued to bicker, you wandered from your room, searching for something to wear. The activity took your mind off of things for a moment, and you were even able to find yourself tuning out from their petty chatter.

You sided with simplistic wear- cosy yet elegant clothes with one of your more favorited cloaks that covered more of you. Once clothed, you went to your dresser and looked at your split complexion, bringing a hand up to your vampiric side. I'm going to have to get something to cover this up. That seemed to end whatever conversation the two were having, and catch the vampire's attention. What- do you hate that look on you so much? You shook your head, turning from the mirror. No- it will simply be for when I wish to go outside. There was an odd moment of silence before they let out a surprised, Oh... ok.

While you headed for the library, you made sure to keep yourself as hidden as you could, diving through the shadows as you usually would. Along the way you found that you could use the shadow of your own cloak as cover, which was odd since you weren't able to do that before. Your hands even turned an ashy black whenever you did. "That's odd..." You said aloud, looking down at the ebony black that ate at the tips of your claws, fading. That is one of the perks of having a little bit of vampire in ya. Any sort of magic that leans towards death or darkness comes more easily to you. You pursed your lips, letting your hands fall to your sides beneath your cloak. A bit too easily- I'll have to get used to that.

With your journal and charcoal pencil on hand, you searched for ideas for covering your skin within the library. After a few hours of searching through books about masks, armour, and clothes, you ended up finding something that could be of use. It was a type of armour that many vampires, or any photophobic creatures, would often end up using if they had the opportunity. Day armour. But, apparently the stuff was incredibly hard to make, and the materials were tough to find as well. Though, as you read, you became more sure it was something you could make, albeit with some hard work and grit. So, you took notes on the specifics and made sketches of ideas for a mask and gloves and all sorts of garments that could be worn to help better cover your left side. Once you felt you had come up with your finished products, you bookmarked the page and took it with you, heading for the forge.

You collected an assortment of metals, rubbers, and glass. Collecting all the materials you thought you would need, you headed to a large room, in which the space was filled with more books and large vials and tubes and bottles of bubbling liquid. It didn't have a proper name, but you often practiced chemistry and alchemy and any sort of creating or material making within that room. You hadn't been in there for awhile- you hadn't needed to. Nowadays you were skilled enough to be able to work and create outside of that room, but now you knew that the space would serve as useful.