Canon is Kindred: the Embraced. Muse is...not happy.

[sortofnosferatu]

[The richly carved wooden armchair appears empty at first. A small matching table beside it holds a half drunk glass of wine and a still burning cigarette in a crystal ashtray. The chair creaks, and there is a heavy male sigh from nowhere.]

[A figure fades into view, reaching long chalk-white fingers to grab the cigarette for a pull. He exhales smoke through his nose, then looks up slowly.]

This is a bad idea.