[ a fruit made of human blood. he blinks, twice, at the story, and he's sure that he's read a story somewhere in his vast collection of books, even lifting his head up to look toward the livingroom, which has about six bookshelves in it--with a thoughtful look on his face. ]
There are many stories of blood as being power in old folklore, such as the Aztecs drinking blood to gain power and immortality, as well as Vampires needing it to...
[ ...there's a taste of iron in his mouth, as those catlike eyes go still, the roaring voice in his head screaming that
with this
he could obtain everything.
...that wasn't his voice. That wasn't HIS voice, and... ]
Did we. Fight something that ate a fruit like that? There's... many eyes, and a distorted scene of a house.
...
[ ...hm. he's staring down at the shirt, now, with a look of INTENSE dislike for the idea that someone could start stalking the house if they found out that demon blood could come out of the garbage at any time. any time!!! ]
no subject
human blood.
he blinks, twice, at the story, and he's sure that he's read a story somewhere in his vast collection of books, even lifting his head up to look toward the livingroom, which has about six bookshelves in it--with a thoughtful look on his face. ]
There are many stories of blood as being power in old folklore, such as the Aztecs drinking blood to gain power and immortality, as well as Vampires needing it to...
[ ...there's a taste of iron in his mouth, as those catlike eyes go still, the roaring voice in his head screaming that
with this
he could obtain everything.
...that wasn't his voice. That wasn't HIS voice, and... ]
Did we. Fight something that ate a fruit like that? There's... many eyes, and a distorted scene of a house.
...
[ ...hm.
he's staring down at the shirt, now, with a look of INTENSE dislike for the idea that someone could start stalking the house if they found out that demon blood could come out of the garbage at any time. any time!!! ]
Perhaps we should burn this.