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@soverlars     right    .. strange vampire girl who knows my father.   toodle loo

[GULP.]       right..         well,     will you look at the time!      it was a pleasure meeting you,    but i must go.       

@soverlars      oh brother     .. you know him too.     the familiarity checks out,   considering he’s my father

@woIfmade      it’s not you,    werewolves typically don’t smell like     .. rotting flesh

@kingsarc     it’s certainly something.   although i’d suggest you don’t stay for the rest     .. it gets a  (little)  bloody

@carnalvice     it wouldn’t do you any good regardless,   nobody would hear you scream     .. you’re too deep in the woods,   which is suspicious

yelling   ?   you  scared  the  shit  out  of  me   ..   and  came  out  of  those  bushes.   (..)  of  course  that  made  me  yell–  

@carnalvice      me?   what’s  (your)  problem!   you’re the one yelling like a maniac

@likeholy     he can’t be  (that)  bad,   right?    gwen    .. he can’t be that bad    ..

@canirot    yes.      please.   (quickly)  before i hurt  him   

@likeholy    that’s what that noise was?   for fucks sake,   i’ll deal with him

@canirot   ⁝   **maybe he’d been spending too much time with that particular individual that his smell was afflicted.  but he would grunt and inhale deeply. picking up on it faintly now. ❝ guess you’re right. you were like me. the hell you are now? but I came to warn you to keep a distance from it. i don’t want to clean said mess. again if you make another. ❞

@bitezback    you’d be surprised,   clearly your heightened sense of smell has failed you.   i was a werewolf,  much like you..   only difference now is i have an insatiable appetite for blood and no longer bound to the moon.   so quite frankly?   i don’t give a damn what is and isn’t your ‘territory’ is.   clean it up if it bothers you

@canirot   ⁝   ❝ nothing akin about us. ❞  **he would muse sourly before tapping his foot, brows furrowing. ❝ you realize you made that mess awfully close to my territory? ❞

@canirot,     you’re only pulling at my leg more.    (the siren muses,  eyes narrow with a hum slowly drawing past his lips.  the creature leans forward,  dark irises carefully observing the hybrid for a second.)    you missed a spot.    (there was no way to tell what cards melusine was playing at.  whether this man was an ally or foe,  it was never really clear after all.  a thumb rises,  offering a gentle swipe of the other's skin.  coated in old blood,  his gaze flickers down towards it before slipping it between his lips.)    it's sweet.  but i really don't care how unorthodox you might be,  just that you didn't share.    (the siren notes,  deadpanning.)    but half—dogs have always been selfish,  /  mutts  /.

@salvague      not the best,   i would venture.   but then again,   i’m not entirely  /rotten,/   but you probably knew that already.   [nonetheless,  brows raised in piqued inquiry as he moved his wrist to wipe away at the crimson mess dripping from the corner of his mouth and onto his chin]    i tend to eat my prey fully   ..unorthodox killing fashion for a vampire,  i’ll admit

@canirot,       if i was desperate maybe.  i've wondered how vampire flesh might taste,    (a tongue gently swipes across his upper set of canines.  flashing a charming smile,  as his head leans further into his hand.)    you could have at least shared your meal,  i don’t mind sloppy seconds.

but ..  why?  i don’t understand /any/ of this.  

@remanoirs     you’re free to leave.   but if i catch even the slightest bit of you mentioning this encounter     .. you will no longer have a throat 

yes—  i won’t say anything to anybody,  i swear.  please,  just let me go.