the docks, ft. utp ( @mystvcs )
the whole fuss about the dead body is rather overkill, in cris' personal opinion. xe is no stranger to death, least of all that of vampires ( having slaughtered an entire ship's worth to gain xyr freedom ) and the moment xe heard ‘ this town is protected by magic none of us understand that prevents bad things happening ’ cristian drew the only logical conclusion xe could — that this so-called protective magic was either fiction or operated on rules which until now had coincided with the needs of the residents, but may not remain that way. wild magic is beyond the understanding of mere mortals and immortals, after all.
xe glances up from xyr seat at the end of a jetty, feet resting against the metal step half-in half-out of the ocean. “ to what do i owe the ... pleasure ... of your company ? ” cris asks, not bothering to school xyr face in any way.













