@TightenTheLeash [What happened?] Rollins took a drag when it was his turn before trading for the alcohol. He watched Brock in the mirror. [We see it because we know how bad the world is, we accept it. We're not trying to save it.]
@TightenTheLeash Rollins melted into shadows and then appeared behind Brock suddenly, sharp teeth brushing against his pulse from behind. "That proof enough?"
Quietly slipping back into the safehouse. He's hoping to avoid @TightenTheLeash. They'd completed their mission and hunkered down until pick-up in the morning, and Rollins had gone out for...a snack.
@TightenTheLeash "To feed. I'm a king. I can walk in the light and I have more abilities than most of my kind. But I do still have to feed..." Rollins kept back, giving him space to absorb the news. He expected Brock to kick him out, demand he leave.
@TightenTheLeash "I'm not-that's not in. That's not..." Rollins shook his head and rolled his shoulders, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm not...human. And I don't want to hurt you. So I leave."
He took a hesitant step towards Brock, a hand out like he was a spooked horse. Rollins bared+
@TightenTheLeash "Wait. Brock." Rollins stood up, sounding desperate. He rarely voiced any kind of emotions, let alone that. "If I tell you the truth, I can't promise you won't hate me..."
@TightenTheLeash Rollins lifted his head and let Brock stand up. He sat back on his haunches and watched Brock walk the way he'd come. When he was out of sight, Rollins melted back into the shadows. He reformed in the living room of the safehouse, waiting on the couch for Brock.
@TightenTheLeash Exclusive?
Rollins thought about how he hadn't hooked up with anyone besides the commander in...months. He expected Rumlow had been in bed with someone else every week, but Rollins had been, without even thinking about it.
Would Rollins being a vampire really+
@TightenTheLeash The dog felt warmer than was natural, his eyes more alert and intelligent. He took in every word, and rested his head on Brock's thigh. Yellow eyes looked up at Brock. The scars around the dog's mouth might look familiar.
@TightenTheLeash Rollins did know that. He'd chosen the form for a reason, knowing that it would melt Brock a bit. He took the jerky stick tenderly, licking Brock's hand after.
He was king, alright, in ways Brock didn't even know.
@TightenTheLeash Shadows trailed behind Brock, following him silently. Rollins felt the same dilemma. But he was a vampire. Brock couldn't possibly accept that if he told him. But maybe he should...
Rollins materialized from the shadows into a large, black dog with a scarred face.+
@TightenTheLeash +Likely not. Brock never followed protocol. The handler was never supposed to leave it alone, but...
Rollins didn't care about HYDRA's silly pet. He followed Brock, slipping into a shadow again and following without even opening the door.
@TightenTheLeash Rollins blinked. He stared dumbly at the door when it closed. He'd...never been afraid to lose someone like this. He glanced at his reflection, teeth bared for a moment.
Fuck it.
He glanced at the Assets door. Was it cuffed to the bed like it was supposed to be?+