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[hemotoxin]

Having trouble? Now, now, sweetness, there's nothing to be afraid of. It's not like I'm the worst you've ever had. I could be the best, in fact. Don't you want to give it a go?

What's my motivation? What could he and I possibly have to talk about? How about... oh, I don't know, snapping bones and tearing delicate flesh? That's one hell of a conversation starter. Carnage always does tend to break the ice.

Lighten up. Let's have some fun.

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[worstpire]

But don't you ever get bored of carnage?

[hemotoxin]

Of course I do! All the time. Not so much currently, but yes. That's typically my cue to try something a little more... cerebral. Mind games tend to be much more intimate, really.

[worstpire]

[ Ngh! ] Who just says those things? I suppose you also announce yourself before you -- I dunno -- leap down from the rafters?? [ IS THAT WHAT NORMAL VAMPIRES DO?? ]

[hemotoxin]

The rafters? [You are just adorable, Conrad, really. Look at him chuckling at you.] No, no, no. That's so dramatic. No. I use the front door. It really helps to make an entrance.

[worstpire]

What, before you kill everyone?!

[hemotoxin]

... Yes. [Straightens lapels.] I... I thought that was obvious.

[worstpire]

[ That's barbaric. Vampires are terrible. YOU'RE TERRIBLE. ] Oh! Great. Fantastic. That's not disgusting or horrible at all.

[hemotoxin]

It's really not. Predator, [He gestures to himself,] Prey. Humans are just lower on the food chain. They hunt for sport as well, in case you hadn't noticed.

[Vardan leans in with a toothy smile.] I'm just much better at it.

[worstpire]

Not living creatures belonging to a species they used to be. [ What is WRONG with you. ] Nngh, are all vampires just smirky fuckheads?

[hemotoxin]

That's in the past. [Look at this elegant, sweeping gesture.] We've evolved.

[SMIRK!] I don't know what you mean. I quite like that word, though. Fuckhead. It's so aggressive. It seems there's a lot I could learn from you if we spend enough time together. Just call me Dan.

[worstpire]

[ >8C ] I will not call you Dan. I will not call you anything, because no one is learning from anyone here due to the fact that I am DEFINITELY not spending time with you! In fact, I'm leaving right now. Goodbye. FOR EVER!

[afford]

Comin' on a little strong there, Nazarian.

[hemotoxin]

What can I say? I'm an intense personality. There's just no way to tone it down. Not that you'd want me toned down, right? [Come on, he's seriously lacking in support over here.]

[hemotoxin]

Right now? You're leaving right now? Forever is a very long time, Connie.

[sempiternally]

Yeah that is one hell of a conversation starter, breaking bones and you probably drinking people or something, but keep going man. Tell me more.

[hemotoxin]

[Ooooh, that gets a brief flash of a smile.] What exactly would you like to know? I could go into great detail for you. Maybe even show you up close and personal.

[missbarrow]

If you are joking, it really isn't funny.

[hemotoxin]

My dear, it's very much the opposite of a joke. It's a reality! It's a universal truth! And if you can't laugh at death, you're in for a very disappointing lifetime.

[missbarrow]

[ Someone is prickling at the endearment. Don't mind her, she has been keeping the company trying to best a very frustrating necromancer. ] I disagree. Death is a universal truth, but that doesn't make it right to kill people.

Our moments mean something.

[hemotoxin]

Ah, but you see, I am above right and wrong. Your moments mean something to you, they mean nothing to me. It's merely dinner and a show! An entertaining way to spend one night among so very many.

[He leans in quite suddenly, close to her ear.] I don't care.

[missbarrow]

Then tell me, what makes you above right and wrong? [ Her shoulders are taught and for a moment she forgets to breathe, but then her arms are crossed against her chest and she is glaring.

Instinctively Leonie leans away, not enough to cause her Victorian skirts to sway, but enough to restore a hint of her resolve. ]

I hope you don't mind a threadjacking!

[monsterindeed]

[As if summoned by the very mention of him (in narrative, no less), the aforementioned necromancer steps out of the shadows. Or from behind a potted plant. Honestly, who knows in D_M space.

Wherever he came from, he looks rather unmoved.]

I wouldn't, were I you. Fräulein Barrow has a quick hand and a strong arm.

[sempiternally]

[ His eyebrows raise when he hears the term up close and personal. Now he may just be slightly smiling himself. ]

You know, I can’t say no to an invite for a private show, so, uh, yeah, show me what you can do.

this is the best and worst combination

[hemotoxin]

[What an unexpected reaction! It garners another smile and then a low laugh.] That's a request I'd be happy to fulfill... but it's also one you'd likely regret. I'm giving you a chance here, and that does not happen very often.

I am... so sorry.

[hemotoxin]

[Such a pretty face when she's angry. Vardan nods and steps away, holding his arms out to the side and practically preening.]

Right and wrong, morals, laws; they're all societal constructs. As I fall somewhere outside of humanity, and thereby outside of society, I have no use for any of it. Do children care when they step on ants in the grass? Death is inevitable. I only help it come sooner. [A sweeping bow before he flashes a dazzling smile,] I am death.