Mar 31
Closed starter for @legendary-knight-critias
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Timaeus had just walked into his penthouse, closing the door behind him. The large windows gave a nice view of the city, alive at night with the creatures that are nocturnal. He dims his lights for ample lighting, heading to the small bar that he has, reserved for himself, friends or...any special guests that he may invite up. He pours himself a glass of blood wine and sits in a chair, crossing his leather clad leg over the other, his silk collared shirt tucked with the first three buttons undone. He takes a sip and patiently waits for one such guest.
