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#𝚃𝙴𝙼𝙿 𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙳. original portrayal of 𝙼𝙰𝙳𝚂 𝚅. 𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙽𝚄𝚂𝚂𝙴𝙽 , ﹙⠀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊⠀﹚. selective, mdni —— mature themes ahead. based in the archie comics / verse of chilling adventures of sabrina ( comics ) .

Another blink, slower this time

(*his hand moved to meet the pulse over his shoulder. His answer was harsh. He moved his anckle back, using h8s force to lift the vampire from the ground and trowing him far away against the wall. That would be his only answer)

(*a chuckle. A warm thick sound that fit as a glove the tall man on the other side. He took a deep breat, another sip from his beer, a longer one) It zis, vhen ich have to report the damages you made to der property.

(*a frown. Not a confused one. A angry, terribly angry one. He growls, getting near the cracked wall. If he could get close enough maybe he could find the smell. He would be able to track them. And finish his job.)

You are just two of thoses things, but you make it very weal! Wich makes it good!

Such a good question. Yet no answer seems to come

Another blink. The eye vanish from the painting. Moving to the oposite wall in the room. Burning into it.

Wonderfull news!

Not wonderful news

(*Ludwig didnt answered right away, occupying himself with ordering two more beers, one falling in front of the Lycan) How long have zee...

It will hate to find another spot to hide

How could a eye speak something

She can always pokes it and see what happens. Or use a spell. A spell would very much work.

(*The eye)

The eye flickers at the light. The ink dries and horrible scent of sulfer and industrial ink flourishes. It is hellish. Straight up from Gehenna

(*the Hunter does not responds. He dosent seems a need, he onlys moves his gaze to the piece of fur on the floor)

Well someone really should clean the burnt ink spot

Das is correcten. (*he moves slowly his head) Aber it vould be better if i vent back knowing zee are not en threat. (*he shrugged) ich know zis must be en sensitive topic