#dulcesalazar

[xxerxesx]

who?: @dulcesalazar where?: the streets

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Xerxes hadn't been allowed to think about progeny before, and now that he could the prospect simply wasn't a priority. There was so much to do in Rome already, and so many baby vamps who had no idea how fucking awesome it was to be undead. The youth were the future, so the last thing Xerxes felt they needed was to be indoctrinated into thinking the way things currently were was normal. Vampires were apex predators, and their legacy of supremacy in Rome could be restored. It's why he chose to follow her from his swarm, to observe how well she embraced what she was. Out of a swarm of moths Xerxes reforms in the shadows, stepping out of an alley with his fangs glinting. "I don't mean to pry. I get it if you don't want to answer, I was definitely following you. Creep move, right? But you shouldn't let that bother you," he says, chuckling with a carefree smile. Despite the circumstances, Xerxes didn't want to startle her. "Have you had any real fun in this city since you've turned?"

[zoeysalisu]

who?@dulcesalazar where? mars palace, random loung notes: doing the randomize top songs thing and got another way out by hollywood undead

"Are people acting weird around you because you decided not to remember or is it just me?" She only had a brief conversation with the other baby vampire before, but she is super cute so Zoey would love to get to know her better. Maybe that is why she ends up dropping next to her and broaching the conversation without even being invited. "Because people have been weird."

[zoeysalisu]

who? @dulcesalazar where? mars palace

The chapel looms in the distance, and for the first time, Zoey wonders why did the Mars bloodlines decide to entrench themselves so deeply with the church. It is odd, no matter what everyone says, but she can't ask because people just keep looking at her weirdly. It's not her fault that they go too hard into the whole 'doomed catholicism' thing rather than add some color to their whole doom and gloom. Would it really kill them to add some yellows or oranges to offset all the red? Chewing thoughtfully on her pink silly straw as she drinks some artificial blood, Zoey allows her eyes to wander until she meets the eyes of someone who looks to be around her age, and that looks like she would agree with her thoughts about the lack of color of the palace, so she waves cheerfully as she slurps from her drink noisily. The fake blood isn't necessarily tasty, but she is sure she can top it off with some of her thralls later on.

"Hey! Are you also new here?"