Jan 27, 2016
@accursedblood
Disaster. Everything he had so perfectly planned had fallen apart right at his fingertips. The uproar he had been expecting was nothing more than the violent screams of those that fell ill to the effect. Elijah made his way to Atlantis, letting a few more curses spew from breathless sighs. His eyes immediately fell to his brother, seated across the bar. With the raise of his fingers, a drink awaited him as he sat.
“You here for your last meal, also?”