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his presence to tread. then he sees it, the sight of something so..
โ pffโ buahโฆ buahaha, whats this eh? you even know who you praying to girl? โ
everyone could use a break from the city air and smog, especially when new faces start taking over and getting the goods before the rest.
didnโt bother this vampire none, just meant he had to scour the outskirts for a decent meal. there
Trinity Church was comforting to Vindicta. She sat, tucked away in the corner of the lot, with her head laying flat against a headstone. Her hands had been propped up against it, and she knelt in a way that could resemble prayer.
It was quiet- Something she enjoyed far more-
ought to be some hopeless merchant or traveller, lost and in need of a guide.
however he must have taken a wrong turn, church pillars and its faded crescents coming to view.
pointed nose scrunches in distaste, but its lack of life allows
sniffing, nose hilted upward to check for any scent of Mo himself.. big toothy grin across the undead.
โ hmnh.. well mon ami, me anโ this appetite of mine donโt discriminate. you been quite a pain in my ass though.. wheres you friend? โ
"Never compare Maurice and I to food ever again." Not that Krill can really back up that statement with any force - he and Mo are... understandably, a little afraid.
Speaking of which, where is Mo? Krill seems to be alone.
"We're not even the type you hunt, anyway."
oh it really do send a shiver down my spine.. itโs like seeinโ a two for one meal. a nice drizzle of soft potatoes โn carrots on a fresh steaminโ turkey.