#vanquishednight

[rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter]

(Richter groans as he struggles to stand, whining as he hits the wall by accident, legs wobbling and looking like a mess, still covered in lingering bites, about to fall once more.)

S-Simon.. AGH- JEEZ, THIS HURTS SO BAD! I CAN'T EVEN SIT, I CAN'T WALK, I GOT BITES ALL OVER ME, and I feel like I've been hexed.. GAH!! AAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!

(He's got both hands tightly on both temples of his head in agony. Splitting headache? Nobody knows. Probably side effects.)

( @vanquishednight )

"God... What the hell happened to you, Richter? You look like a werewolf attacked you!" Simon said, noticing the bites all over Richter. He was pretty concerned for the younger hunter and wasn't quite sure what he could do to help.

[rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter]

Please. Refrain from asking on how I got here.

( @vanquishednight )

"I won't ask, Richter. I can assume you came over to meet me, right?"

[sparklytimebun]

Mmggghh.. Soma, did you just.. feed on me again..

(He rubbed his neck, groaning and wincing in pain. And feeling a little doozy at the same time. It's unclear if it's an illusion, but it feels too damn real to be one.)

( @vanquishednight )

Soma blinks, shaking his head as he moves to the Belmont.

"I didn't feed on you this time," He says. "At least not unwillingly, but I did not feed from you when we had sex last night. Nor did I take energy from you...I don't think."

[rxnowned-vxmpire-hxnter]

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( @vanquishednight )

"Hmm... How do you feel about Richie?"

[albastruvanator]

(Oh? What's that? A strange man had came out of the blue. That's odd. He appeared after he passed out in the middle of the Aljiba Woods.)

Gaaaahhh.. that was such a pain in the end.. wait a minute.. where am I? How did I get here?

( @vanquishednight )

He almost cracked his whip against the skin of a human, almost. Richter's attentions were all around him and his makeshift training grounds through the forest and mountains, expecting nothing but monsters this far out from civilization. Not once did the warrior think he needed to change the trajectory of his weapon last minute, almost fumbling it entirely and nearly throw his shoulder out with the Vampire Killer itself. It's body of fine braided leather loop in the air and still cracked as it should have, with the popper completely missing the sudden stranger.

"Oh-!" He yelps, moving his arm down and behind himself when he realizes that this is a human - or something that looks human - stands before him and begins speaking? His ancestral weapon does not radiate with hatred and bloodlust as it normally does when facing his foes. So... a friendly face? But he's still so lost, his dark brows raising towards his hairline, opposite hand rising idly and shoulders scrunched in apology.

"I almost hit you, good sir! Why are you way out here?"