♛ — might is not true power

Yet he was here, surely this immortality was God’s Will all along? The man noticed how the pup portrayed himself, with arms at last folded in front of his chest while words noted disinterest. Sebastian wasn’t taking the bait, nor was the wolf interested in going anywhere.

Someone trained him right, unless Cyanide’s lost its control on this sole werewolf all along. Joshua rolled his head back in a nod, soft hum parting his lips, “I understand your hesitation, but I have done little to be of threat, truly. I was only praying, before I came across you.”

His defensive body language let off, releasing his arms for them to fall back down his sides and an albeit still nervous smile reappeared on his lips. His curiosity had gotten the best of him yet again. There could be a story hidden behind all of this, right? There had to be now.

A growl was lacking, ensuring the pup before him was domesticated to an extent. How remarkable. “Curiosity is a common trait with you lot,” he remarked, tone taking on an amused hum. Joshua bobbed his head, eyes slowly blinking as he returned his gaze to Sebastian. While a mutt, he was a friendly one. 

It’s only a matter of time until friendliness gave way to either fear, anger, or submission. Whether Joshua was right in that instance, was all up to Fate. “I assume this trail of yours lead to me. I’m not sure whether to give you a treat or buy you a meal,” a laugh surfaced in Joshua’s words, light to the ears and reserved in nature. He wasn’t one to get overtly excited, unless God was involved or he found a new member for his sparse, wide-spread ‘family’. 

He slowly inhaled before letting out a light sigh. He would have stuffed his hands into his pockets, had he not felt a looming need to defend himself still. This wasn’t a dangerous situation, yet, but again, he was out of his element in this part of town, so just what could he do if an attack were to happen?

He was starting to regret having even strolled through the neighborhood to begin with. “It might be a little too late for a meal. I’m not one for going on the prowl at night.” he tilted his head ever so slightly to the side, crossing his arms in front of his chest with a still concerned expression on his face. “Just what exactly are you offering? I don’t believe taking something from a stranger is entirely smart on my part.”

“Holy be thy name,” a soft breath carried his words, vampire heading off to one of the blood bars that populated this side of Cyanide. He hated to go in, mingle with the immoral and corrupt that spawned like flies. But it had to be done, or else more bodies will be tied to him.

The Defiance affiliate paused in his steps. Someone had followed him. Someone who he didn’t recognize, in smell nor breaths. What was it, were they so desperate to seek a counsel with God when the preacher had better things to do by quenching his thirst?

Sebastian prided himself on knowing the general gist of what was going on in the city. it was his job after all, and should you ask him, he’d say he was pretty darn good at it. No one could know anything though, so when he picked up faint whispers of god, coming from this side of the city, he decided it would be no harm to investigate.

Although he’d only been following the other man for a short moment, it didn’t take him long to get noticed, and before he could steer away and avoid confrontation, he was already being confronted with his tailing.