crims0nblack

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Blxck-Rose

The ravenette looked up from his paperwork as he heard how the door of his office opened and bis eyes land on an unknown woman. The male put his papers to the side and leaned a little back in his chair. He wore a black suit but there was no tie and the white shirt underneath the jacket had the first three buttons open, revealing his tattooed skin on the neck and the chest. The dark eyes would follow her every move and wouldnt leave her even for a second. "It's  rather rude to enter a room without knocking on the door. Even more rude is it to come here unannounced or is it pure stupidity? Who are you and what do you want?" His voice was calm and dark but the tone was as cold as ice. The male folded his hands infront of his stomach as he waited for an answer.

swansavior

“You don’t seem all that afraid of me, do you? I mean especially considering you see blood all over me and well…that guy..” he turned his head to the victim he’d just been feeding on moments ago. “Such a shame for him, should’ve ran faster..oh well!” He grinned widely, his fangs showing. “Anyways, I’m not sure if it’s amusing and intriguing that your first instinct wasn’t to either scream and run or try to kill me.” He tilts his head as he steps forward and continues, “or if it’s just plain stupidity on your part.”

crims0nblack

@blccdyactz 
            Grace followed his gaze to the body sprawled on the ground. Blood pooled beneath it, dark and gleaming in the dim light. For a moment, she simply stared. Then she looked back at him.
            The grin. The fangs. The blood smeared around his mouth. He was clearly waiting for some sort of reaction. Instead, one of her eyebrows lifted. "Is that what this is?" she asked. "An intimidation attempt?" A faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “You kill one man and suddenly you're expecting screams?" Her gaze drifted over him slowly before returning to his face.
            "Don't get me wrong. It's a very dramatic image. The blood. The corpse. The whole predator act." She gestured vaguely toward him. "You clearly put effort into it." She stepped closer, her hand reached forward brushing her finger against his lower lip before smearing the blood on her own "The thing is, vampires always assume people aren't afraid because they don't understand what they're looking at." A pause. "What makes you think I don't?"
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