017 - Sour Wine Is Sweeter On Your Lips - Video/Forward-Dated To The Curse Night

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 [The video flicks on to whipping wind and glittering cityscape. Karl sits perched on a roof parapet, his head silhouetted against a half-moon. His teeth are white and sharp and his eyes are blood-red.]

This is a rather amusing curse. Well, passably so. I haven't allowed my standards to sink that low yet. 

[A dark chuckle.]

Chimeras. Bogeymen. And everyone crying and cowering, like pathetic children. It's entertaining enough to make me want to join the party~

...

I wonder if she's out there tonight. Surely I've given her a delightful nightmare or two~

[Laughing, Karl vanishes from his spot in a blur. The feed snaps shut.]


[OOC: Have a monster? He will kill. Just for the lulz. Give a vampire something to do, City! ^^b]

Comments

[majorcrotchgrab]

.. Hm.

[worldofourown]

...Yes~?

[majorcrotchgrab]

You're a bit of a creep.

[worldofourown]

Thank you~

[majorcrotchgrab]

You're... welcome.

[worldofourown]

Keeping to yourself this lovely evening, Raikov?

[majorcrotchgrab]

With Yevgeny.

[worldofourown]

A friend of yours?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Yes. He arrived a few weeks ago.

[worldofourown]

I may have spoken to him. Though I'm unsure we formally introduced ourselves. What's this City done to my manners?

...I take it he's not the social type?

[majorcrotchgrab]

You two would probably get along...

And no, not really. I usually handle the interacting.

[worldofourown]

Would we? [His wry grin flashes fangs.] How so?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Similar... interests concerning others.

[worldofourown]

Hm. That does sound intriguing.

Perhaps we can arrange to meet face to face sometime?

[majorcrotchgrab]

Perhaps.