adjusting his protective sunglasses, before releasing a hefty sigh of discomfort.
shoulders and posture are tense, but despite the major inconvenience of his โpredicamentโ, he remains rather polite.
โisaac moore,โ he replies, fidgeting a little with his beaded bracelet. โyou?โ
curiosity mingled within her facial expression as it slowly softened for a split moment. โ do not worry, it's quite normal. natural even for a vampire, yes? what's your name? โ
damn. kinda crazy sheโd be attributed to actual dogs, while some vampires are literal demonsโputrid and sulfuric, no matter what form they inhabit, so thereโs no shot sheโd be worse than an underworld entity.
oh, and if itโs even a slight comparison, heโs been dubbed a โferal >
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perfectly mundane . . . he's a charmer, huh ? she'll take it over the other things she's been called recently. but yes, usually instantly and incessantly.
and she ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด she doesn't smell like wet dog, but it's still frustrating.
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/ cracked myself up thinking about what it would be like as a vampire with literal texture sensitivity to certain blood types and wanting to light my on fire if i bit into the wrong person cause thatโd definitely be my own personal version of hell as an autistic lmfao
/ kms already made two typos, literally canโt multitask for the life of me rn but i gotta finish up my fuckass job cover letter before i collapse
bear me with yaโll ๐ซฉ
features visibly straining for disciple, attempting to dial down the intensity of his unsavory behavior.
โsorry, itโs. . a habit. a really annoying one.โ
yeah, noโpretty keen on keeping a low profile. last thing he needs is a physical altercation while mentally on thin ice with his own existence.
are the insults actually that common of an occurrence? โcause she seems perfectly mundane. and her scent isnโt all that bad, honestly.
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hm. a vampire who doesn't ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต to kill everything is sight. rare. also rare for a vampire not to blurt out a million stereotypical insults at the sight of her.
wonder how long that will last.
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idly sat in the pews of an abandoned chapel, clinging to his last cigarette like his sanity depends on it, because it does.
he glares at the large wooden cross on the wall whilst ruminating on past grievances, mainly his frustration with being wrongfully forsaken.
it. . hurts.
obviously theyโre still ๐๐ฃ๐ซ๐ค๐ก๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฎ impulses, and ones he didnโt chose willingly. besides, heโd rather take it out on himself, than create needless casualties, so. . it is what it is.
got way too much religious guilt to just simply bite into anyone, rest assured.
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trying to beat all the allegations whilst being so greedy, he needs to bite into himself . . .
none of his business, but she's just passing through. so long as he's not planning to bite into her. she bites back !
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well, itโs. . a community nature trail, hardly anyoneโs taking a hike after dark here. any normal person, that is.
but also, he desperately needed some air, and heโs doing his best to beat the โall vampires are greedy leechesโ allegationsโwhatโs ๐๐๐ง reason for being here?
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ohhhhh. so he's a 'buffy the vampire slayer' kinda vampire and not a 'twilight' kinda vampire.
got it. he should still stop doing weird things like bite himself in public though !!
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yes, but the shitty thing is; itโs a temporary fix, and it only makes things worse inadvertently.
his โsituationโ is dictated by demonic influence, not solely bloodlustโmore like possession, in a sense. consuming anything without a โhuman soulโ deeply aggravates his thirst.
eyes clamp shut, fighting to keep his irises from shifting color. nails digging into his palms.
jaw flexes, prompting a sigh of vexation.
โshitโno, sorry. i didnโt mean to do that.โ