#littlestrangexnes

{It had been quite a while since that one vampire,what was her name, Sal? Sil? Had done the disservice to rip up his cape before running head between her tails from her punishment. By the time that passed from looking for her (albeit more focused on the massacre of angels and opposers than some coward) he managed to have another crafted by his very beloved brother. The grudge was always etched in his heart, and he never would let a grudge go before repaying said inflictor with more than inflicted.}

{Luck seemed to be on his side today, as between the crossings he sees a familiar vampiress crossing, seemingly not having caught sight of him, else she'd surely run again. He does a nearly quiet childlike chuckle to himself among the shadows before inflicting a spell upon her.}

Paral Eyes

{In that moment he can see her face turn towards him and open wide for a second before standing there stunned, yet still able to talk back to him.}

She gives him a hesitant smile, before handing him the small cup of tea. “Y-Yeah! I… thought you might like some, so…”

15. Having a Bad Day

[cute!! :o ]

[whaaaaaat. yo roc is my fave. my trash husband„]

[okay but imagine a drunk shadow tho]

shadows probably a sober drunk whos like. well aware that he is. i mean like it would probably take a good deal of drinking to even get him tipsy so if hes planning on getting drunk hed be prett aware anyways hed never be in denial about it.

A vampire. Ugh, honestly, how did they expect her too that thing down? Well, Rainy couldn't be killed, seeing as how they would bring her back again. Already tried it. But she was assuming she had immortal powers, seeing as how she was a vampire, after all.

Well, honestly, she was already pinned. Upon impulse cause her too jump on the girl, knife certainly in hand. Luckily tonight was rather quiet, and walking past an alleyway, tackling her... they were mostly out of sight.

... She hated jobs like this. Killing because that's what she was ordered too do. And, it was. This was her reason being here, too serve demons, nothing else.

Shaking her head, trying too get back too the other and their immense resistance, she jabbed her knife into her shoulder, not too deep; but enough that if she was too twist; anyone would scream like hell.