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4,5,6/∞ favorite photos of Ástrid Bérges-Frisbey
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“I think most would agree to it.” He nodded and gave an amused smile. He hadn’t met many people who were big fans of Damon. Merlo shoved his hands into his coat pockets. “I suppose so. Most magic anyway.”
"I don't doubt that," he replied with amusement heavily lacing his words, nobody really did seem to like Damon. Unless they wanted something or he compelled them, whichever came first really. "Could be worse, you could be a hood ornament."
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He sucked down on his bottom lip, watching the other by carefully.”And there is nothing to be done for you to stay human?” His head canted to the side, biting down on his bottom lip.”Well I can’t say I know how you feel..” Pushing off the wall he was leaning.”I’ve never been a ghost, nor have I ever been dead so….” Wrinkles his nose.”What do you expect me to do? my heart is a constant run away train.”
Shrugging deeply, he didn't make much other moves. He was doing everything possible not to just rip this kids throat out, it was most definitely difficult but he really had to learn to control it sometime. Even if it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so, he just really wanted his blood. "Figure it out or I don't think I can stop myself from biting you and I doubt you'd survive."
The narrowing action of his eyes hadn’t been powerful enough a response so it seemed, due to the younger Gilbert’s increase in adolescent snark of which served as a direct inference of disrespect. He took a single, solid step towards the boy, for a fraction of instances envisioning the sight of his heart torn from his chest still beating. Though soon dismissed itself as he refocused upon the teenager stood before him. Canting his head to the right, he puckered his lips, expression still somewhat aggravated but profoundly milder than previously.
“Magic. Of course; witches and their tricks; they do seem to favour them amounts, don’t they?” He pondered, scanning his eyes over Jeremy for a moment. He tossed the boy an eye roll. “Me? Not particularly. When I feel like a nibble, I indulge.”
He was treading on dangerously thing ice and yet he didn't much give a damn, the whole no humanity thing was making sure of that unfortunately. If he was smart, he would've just backed off or he would tone it down, but that wasn't going to happen any time soon. He was probably going to get his heart ripped out if he kept going the way that he was going. The step that the Original took toward him made him want to step back momentarily, but he didn't move. Not an inch, he didn't even breath since it wasn't even necessary for him to do anymore, just so that he didn't move away. It was a bit of a battle, but he wont out in the end.
"Obviously," he replied with a bit of a scoff. He was there wasn't he? Of course they enjoyed their little tricks, what else were they going to do with their magic, their birthright. "I don't just feel like a nibble, I feel like ripping the throats out of every living being I run into."