every now and then, life reminds me that I am still not over this storyline from Professor Layton and Pandora's Box.
anyway, vampire Anton sketch from last year, he wear t shirt because I got too lazy to draw his actual shirt lmao

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every now and then, life reminds me that I am still not over this storyline from Professor Layton and Pandora's Box.
anyway, vampire Anton sketch from last year, he wear t shirt because I got too lazy to draw his actual shirt lmao
Anthony placed the vampire down onto his desk before taking his vest off and wrapped Anton in it "Anton I don't know what the what type of spell or whatever was used on you but it looks like your experiencing side effects" he eyed the ears and tail "I think your eating habits may been effected to it looks like your going through extreme hunger sickness" taking a second to lock the door he walked back to the desk and his wrist to the vampire "I said once to this but you need it go ahead."
He did feel hunger, under the waves of illness. His habits were sporadic, Anton would admit. It was tough to eat normally when he was always moving about dealing with business or trouble.
The presence of Anthony’s wrist made the trembling calm, and the vampire didn’t hesitate to pierce a vein. He had fed normally last night….perhaps being tiny meant he had to eat more often….it was a mystery.
Anton took his fill and retracted, gentler than he had gone in.
“Thank you….that seemed to help…whatever this spell is, its certainly got many layers…”
RGB vs CMYK
And thus I have decided to try use Photoshop for my art to develop my skills with such software... wish me luck aha
"I don't know" Anthony simply answered "you know this Carson guy a lot better then I do" he then thought of something "listen if you lost most of your powers or whatever are you still a bloodsucker are you hungry or something you had to be in that box for a while".
Anton growled. “Yes, I still need blood to sustain myself….and yes, that journey in the box was a long one…”
He eyed Anthony. “Are you willing to provide me with what I need, or should I go and find a mouse or something?”
"yeah, yeah whatever come here" Anthony grabbed Anton pinning his arms to his side and lifted him up "you can scream threats at me all all day but am not going to let this slide away without enjoying it" he brought Anton a bit closer his grip tightening a bit "you know am still a bit pissed at how you treated me as bait so I would be a bit nicer if I was you friendo".
Anton squirmed, his great strength utterly useless against the human. Shrinking spell must have done something besides change his size. It did frighten him…and he huffed, tiny dark eyes gazing at Anthony.
“Alright….I’ll be….” the word caught in his throat, and seemed almost painful to form.
“….nicer…”
He pulled his hand back from the vampires attempt to slash him, he put on a smug face "even if this is temporarily it means I can at least enjoy you like this" he poked Anton's stomach "huh looks like you got a bit chubby adds to the cuteness I say" Anthony went to pick him up.
His face burned with embarrassment as Anthony poked him. He was not chubby…the sheer audacity of this mortal made Anton’s rage reach beyond the boiling point. He bared his teeth, fists clenching.
“Just TRY IT FRIENDO! TRY PICKING ME UP! YOU’RE ONLY DIGGING YOUR GRAVE DEEPER!”
"Well maybe they didn't want to slay you" Anthony put the box down facing the little vampire "or maybe they wanted to get a kick out of your humiliation at being so small without your powers, though how they know where I live is another thing" he tried to keep a another laugh back when he say the vampires face "I think you need to calm down there buddy your starting to look little a tomato with how red your face is getting".
The vampire took measured breaths, black eyes glinting up at Anthony. Somehow, he calmed himself. He gave a smile that was more of a repressed snarl.
“If it’s my humiliation they wanted, they are certainly getting it….but why not show their face if they wanted to see such a thing?”
His fingers flexed, claws clicking together.