date:TBD. post-event, post- another one bites the dust location: regime du matin’s private levels status: closed, for @cursefound (altaïr)
“There’s another one of us dead.” There are rumours that werewolves are behind it, and others say demons have decided to wreak havoc. Mages, however, have yet to say much. At least, they haven’t said much yet within the walls of the cafe or to anyone he’s in contact with. He’s concerned about business of course, and the safety of his employees and customers. The cafe and bookstore is meant to be a place to relax, a place to be at ease despite the world outside. He can sense the worry, though, can practically smell the fear and feel the tenseness in individuals’ shoulders merely by looking at them. No one likes being taunted, nor do vampires like their own to be lost, even if some aren’t as favoured as others.
“If I have to intervene at all, you won’t like it.” There’s some truth to those words, but it appears to be a comment made in jest, the smallest of smiles curving at his lips as his eyes travel across the quiet room. Carmine intervening? What was he going to do? Talk people to death or make them drowsy with a strong tea? “If it’s the wolves, someone ought to put them in their place. No one likes a pack or rogue that’s acting out.”