( @killscreeps liked for a STARTER ) -
THERE’S A SMALL PILE OF DUST BETWEEN THEM. moments ago it had been a human form; sharp teeth, demonic face, and blood drunk eyes all aimed directly at the woman before him. whether she was oblivious to the danger (and the fact that wallace had just saved her from a nasty bite) remained to be seen. wallace however, was not. “-----you know it’s getting kind of late,” his gaze turned towards the streets around them, hoping the vampire had been prowling alone, “were you headed somewhere? are you lost?”












