NO REST FOR THE WICKED

On my rping

" Oh come now, brother , what is a little holiday tradition between family? "

Batting cages and vampires //

 Stiles stumbled back the moment kol appeared before him.”M-Maybe because you you turn these things into feeding time? For the record everything wad fine till you went all freaky vampire face one me.” His heart felt like it could burst.”I’m really sorry about your face, but if ti help at all? Your face is still just as pretty as it was before I hit it. Must be wonderful to he-,” Back  cracking the moment it was slammed into a tree at vampire speed. He loud out a loud scream, one loud anther to cut like a knife.”O-Oh god..” His back felt like it was on fire, eyes watering up some.”I-I don’t wanna die. Please don’t kill me.” Gasping out between pained fill breaths.

He grinned, being able to detect that slight cracking of his back - lips moved to form an 'oooh' sound before the original was chuckling. “ That looks like it hurt. “  Truthfully Kol had lost his mood as it were - no longer was he hungry, was not in the start - now he just wanted to break the little boy. “ And what do you suggest then? I can't leave with us not being even. “ Eye-level he looked into the eyes of Stiles - his own once more darkening as his grin grew. He would not leave this night the same.