exoptabilis:
—– “I BELIEVE YOU SPEAK FROM THE GENEROSITY OF YOUR HEART, BUT EVEN THAT DOES NOT KNOW WHAT I AM FULLY CAPABLE OF JUST YET.” Death was wondrous / breathtaking / engrossing. To feel life slip from herself or out of her victims was like a fine melody she wished to dance in until death reaps what it has sown. She gives a brief laugh, looking down for a moment before she continued. “This hunter, should he target me, should fall into his own undoing. I am more than a pretty face, that I can assure you.”
the rule applied to most vampires who retained their looks throughout their life. Immortal, and a greater vampire like Meier would have little trouble to seduce anyone considering that they are centuries older then most. But still with the declining rate of vampires, more and more hunters would come out and seek to kill the last one.
“I have no doubt of that. But I would spare you the trouble of putting down the hunters.” its a matter of convenience for his guests. after all.














