-
Blaze walks over after your performance. “Hey! Those were some neato looking pictures you made!”
-
“Thanks!”
-
“Welcome! Just......I’m getting that seat.” Blaze smiles.
-
“I’ll kill you later.”, I grin*
-
“Heh. Though uh......got any blood to spare? Don’t really want to sleep right now, and my performance took a lot out of me.”
-
“You don’t want my blood.” I smile*
-
[spoiler]Wait, is this Keria?[/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]no. This is Crowley. And his blood is a cocktail of toxic/radioactive/thingsthatkillsquishyvampires. [/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]ah[/spoiler] “Hmph. Fine then.” Blaze rubs his eyes. “Should have asked Aifos........or whatever that is......for a pillow.”
-
Edited by Beastmaker129: 7/8/2020 1:25:41 AMKeria walks behind you* “Now that would make me wanna have more fun.” She lights a finger on fire, and drags it across the back of your neck* All you feel is a warm pulsing. “Hello Blaze.” [spoiler]Ikeriabelle’s alt isn’t up yet. [/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]Can’t teleport in here; in or out.[/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]shoot I’m sorry. Want me to delete that whole conversation?[/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]Nah, just the bit with the portal. Say she walked up or something—it wouldn’t be too unlikely she’d already be here.[/spoiler]
-
[spoiler]ok. Thanks Aifos. [/spoiler]
-
Blaze jumps away. “Damnit! I just want to sleep! I did a spectacular lightning show for the judges, and it was exhausting.” [spoiler]If I’m being honest, I wouldn’t have cared what rating Aifos gave mine, I just loved the idea, more so when I was writing it happening![/spoiler]
-
“Mmmm, fun.” When you look back at Crowley, he’s gone. She takes a sultry look on her face, “You sure you don’t wanna go to sleep?”
-
Blaze scowls at her. “No.” He goes to the nearest wall, sits down, and leans against it. “Damn I want that chair........everybody wants the Big Chair though.”
-
“I don’t need a chair.”
-
“Hm. Well, I sleep in a chair, and I got a good feeling that one would be much nicer to sleep in then my pilot seat......hell, maybe I could swap the two for each other if I win.”
-
“You people and your chairs.” She sits down next to you, and holds out her left wrist to your face* You notice she is wearing a gauntlet of sorts.
-
Blaze leans his face away. “The hell’s on your hand?”
-
“Whoops. Guess it’ll have to be the neck if you don’t care.”
-
“Huh? As a vamp, I’m the only person who can hurt people necks.” Blaze moves his head back, but slides away.
-
“You want blood don’t you?”
-
Blaze yawns. “Easier then sleeping, but I’m not taking any from you.”