08-24-2018, 01:01 PM
[div style="width: 45%; margin: auto; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify"]Alexander was killed at the age of twenty one, and had stayed that age for almost two hundred years. They regularly played tricks on people, but it had to be at the right time and place. Somewhere in the woods with a man they didn't know wasn't the best situation to pull pranks in. They frown when Matt pulls away from them, stopping in their tracks to look back at him. Okay, a hands-off kind of person. They could deal with that, for about ten minutes. Alex was an extremely touchy person, but the bat the demi-human had in his hands kept them well enough away.
They look up from Matt's hands to his face, their smile returning. "I get out enough, thank you very much. I just don't party in the woods." They explained with a shrug. They didn't have the best experiences with witches or nymphs, and didn't actively seek to hang out with them. When the subject of the moon comes up, the vampire brightens, burgundy eyes flashing with excitement. "The moon is a big thing here in San Creado. We're holding a fiesta the week of the full moon. Maybe you can sell your wine there. I know plenty of people looking to get loose this week." Shameless advertising, but it benefited both of them. They couldn't personally feel the affects of alcohol, it really just warmed their stomach, but that didn't stop drinking from being fun. Inebriated humans were the funniest thing.
Alex bats their eyes at Matt's threat, cupping their cheeks in their hands. "Oh, you think I'm pretty? Maybe I won't take a bite out of you! At least, you know, not the killing kind." They tease, making a show of flashing their fangs when they send the stranger a wide smile.
The arrival of Zachariah is an obvious one, Alexander's face screwing up at the sudden smell of rotting flesh before smoothing out. They turn to face the older man, blinking owlishly at his words. "Bleh. Do you really think he's anemic? You've ruined my dinner plans." They huff, reaching to push playfully at Zach's shoulder, only to be tugged back by the collar. They turn to scowl at their find, reaching up to pull at Rialto's hair. "Hey! You almost broke my neck. Have you been working out lately? Without me? This is betrayal of the highest form." Alex squeezes Rialto's arm, testing for muscle, knowing their fellow vampire had done no such thing.
When Jikai emerges from the trees, Alex bends down to pick up a pebble, aiming to hit the back of the witch's head with it. A friendly greeting.
They look up from Matt's hands to his face, their smile returning. "I get out enough, thank you very much. I just don't party in the woods." They explained with a shrug. They didn't have the best experiences with witches or nymphs, and didn't actively seek to hang out with them. When the subject of the moon comes up, the vampire brightens, burgundy eyes flashing with excitement. "The moon is a big thing here in San Creado. We're holding a fiesta the week of the full moon. Maybe you can sell your wine there. I know plenty of people looking to get loose this week." Shameless advertising, but it benefited both of them. They couldn't personally feel the affects of alcohol, it really just warmed their stomach, but that didn't stop drinking from being fun. Inebriated humans were the funniest thing.
Alex bats their eyes at Matt's threat, cupping their cheeks in their hands. "Oh, you think I'm pretty? Maybe I won't take a bite out of you! At least, you know, not the killing kind." They tease, making a show of flashing their fangs when they send the stranger a wide smile.
The arrival of Zachariah is an obvious one, Alexander's face screwing up at the sudden smell of rotting flesh before smoothing out. They turn to face the older man, blinking owlishly at his words. "Bleh. Do you really think he's anemic? You've ruined my dinner plans." They huff, reaching to push playfully at Zach's shoulder, only to be tugged back by the collar. They turn to scowl at their find, reaching up to pull at Rialto's hair. "Hey! You almost broke my neck. Have you been working out lately? Without me? This is betrayal of the highest form." Alex squeezes Rialto's arm, testing for muscle, knowing their fellow vampire had done no such thing.
When Jikai emerges from the trees, Alex bends down to pick up a pebble, aiming to hit the back of the witch's head with it. A friendly greeting.
LOVIN' WHAT I'M TASTIN',
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!
VENOM ON MY TONGUE.
☾∗ˈ‧₊° ─[COLOR=WHITE] SIPPIN' ON STRAIGHT CHLORINE!