MULTI MUSE

"What are you looking for?" He couldnt help his curiosity.

It was always nice to have someone new to talk to while doing some antique shopping! Come to think about it, Streber really hadn't seen this guy around town before. In a small town where everyone knows everyone, new faces are always the first to stick out! Not that Streber minded; meeting new people and getting to pick their brains was a welcome change compared to doing it with the usual crowd of people he'd pretty much known his whole life.

There is something about them that draws the prince of vampire. "And I've noticed you talking out loud, so I was curious. You seemed to know your informations. Something people these days lack of."

"I didn't realize a man like yourself was so sensitive."

"You're calling me sensitive??? Arent you the one whos been yelling about the numbers being wrong???"

"Whats the difference?? You're still bunch of worms anyways, just stay in the ground and dont come out."

‎ ❝ But that's SO boring. I'd rather worm my way into someone else . . . whether I mean that in a possession or suggestive way ... heheh, that's up to you, honey. ❞

"You know what?? I feel like you need your daily dose of beating. And don't call me 'honey' or any nicknames, you freak." He's gonna do it, gonna slam his fist against that smug face if he needs to, just to shut them up.

"You wanna know why??" He's making it dramatic with a deep pause before countering his reply, "cause its comfortable. Ain't it obvious?"

"Psh. Fine." He slightly shifted his legs to adjusting, huffing steam though his nasal ridge. "Don't get too comfy."

"Oh, I'm comfortable. In fact, I dont think I'm gonna get up anytime soon. You dont have anything important to do today, do you?" He's bold and making sure to act much like a cat.

"You have... holy water stashed in there too??" Now he's curious.

"No. But I have other tools at my disposal," he said, tucking the book back into the folds of his cassock (which curiously left no indent or lump to show where it had actually ended up). "Why? Do you know someone in need of an exorcism?"

curiosity killed the animal (or whatever languages humans tend to make)... in this case it a hybrid who acted more like a puppy. Sniffing his nose around the deep end. "An exorcist? C'mon, church man, do i look like someone who need help with some heavely seance?" May be its blasphemous to mock it.

"Knock that off, you look ridiculous. You act like you've never seen a half naked person."

Throws a pillow at the audacity of this vampire, how dare they write upon a prince's face as if he was a canvas!? "What kind of poetry are you blabbering about, you insolent fool! You're the one who wrote on my face! Wipe this offending substances off my face this instant!" The other vampire should be lucky they werent thrown in the dungeon.

"I'm returning that ten folds, you little shit!!"

"how about i dont stab you and just throw you all into a pit instead, would that be enough or are you gonna make up more stupid shit?"

‎ ❝ Now what would be the point of that, skippy ? You throw all the devils into a pit and you just create Hell 2™. ❞

"Whats the difference?? You're still bunch of worms anyways, just stay in the ground and dont come out."

"Of course its a joke, you idiot. There's no way I could actually do it!" And he's gonna bonk the clowns head for good measures.

And Quinn is bonked, holding his head with tears welling in his squinted eyes. How DARE you!

"You want me to ask if YOU could do it??"

(Not in HIS giant hands, at least.)

"You have... holy water stashed in there too??" Now he's curious.

"Why dont you come over here and rip if off me then?"

"I'm just saying it could be longer. Geez..."