He's back. He's hungry, and not in a mood to play nice and drink the garbage in the cooler downstairs.

Not really his style. Too dead.

Getting closer.

He prefers a pulse, personally.

So, not a volunteer then. Pity.

Nothing too adventurous. Some people kind of like it.

Just a bite, that's all.

It's not. He'll get a little light headed at the very worst.

It doesn't have to, no.

Only if it's still breathing.

It starts going stale the moment the heart stops. Gets worse every minute after.

Exactly. So. He likes his dinner still breathing.

//cleaned up the account and I look that much more elitist. Cool.

//I made the mistake of looking at my DMs. Lowkey kinda pissed off.

//sweety, if you're gonna get petty, do it right and block my ass. Or were you that hungry for followers?

Literally just appears across Alaric's lap. How? Vamp speed. But, he does come with a bottle of what looks like orange juice. Spiked, of course. Breakfast of champions.