Bright Lights and Daggered Fangs ||@brokeassgoing||
The well dressed tailor found himself out at night. Well fed from the newly made corpse the other night by Wolfwood - accidental murder is a thing he had to explain - he felt himself better. To bite a living being was still horrific, but human blood didn't have him screaming in horror.
However, here he found himself in the arms of another chaotic event. These people really did enjoy their parties. Over and over and over they find themselves in celebration. It was... Nice.
His nose twitches, head swiveling instantly to seek out black with the flare of wings, maybe the custom made jacket he'd sewn. When chasing the scent, he tracked it to a redhead, eyes trained up on the dazzling display of fireworks. The cigarettes smelt like the type Nicholas used, said he'd given a pack to some random the day he accidentally unalived his last meal.
Long red hair, cigarette, smell of Nai and-
Red eyes glinted with pure evil delight. He inched closer, drinking in the other's scent from behind. Yes, there was Legato as well. their new roommate as of late, the man he had yet to meet face to face.
"So. This is the delicious blood merlot that Nai has been keeping hidden from little ol' starved me, hmm?" The man purred dark, eyes vibrant with glee as he trails claws over the other's cheek, tucking hair behind an ear as his voice dips into something playful. "Truly a buffet size, my my."
