Post by Vlad Dracula on Apr 8, 2011 12:53:41 GMT -5
This wasn't a matter that was subject to debate. Vlad Dracula didn't change, not for anyone. He did what he wanted, when he wanted to, and if someone had a problem with it, it was very much their problem and not his.
He had a feeling that there was something completely alien about her, something so far from being human that she likely had cause for her arrogance and assumption that he couldn't hurt her. She relied on her magic, or whatever it was that allowed her to manipulate plant matter...but he doubted she knew the extent of the abilities of a vampire as old as he was. She had no idea the sort of trouble she was wishing upon herself...but he wasn't going to just lash out and tear her to pieces (he still had his doubts that he could even do that...considering that she'd turned to pieces just then without being torn in any way).
He looked her square in the eye, and he didn't flinch. He didn't look away, in spite of the fact that she was floating up above the ground...didn't take his eyes off of hers until she was twirling into pieces behind him.
"I'm leaving," he announced finally. "Goodbye. This was so enjoyable, we should do it again sometime. Unless, of course, you value your life, in which case I suggest you refrain from contacting me. Do not speak to me, do not approach me, and do not touch me." He started towards the door, reasoning that he could at the very least find a better part of the building even if he couldn't leave the building itself due to the lingering daylight. He gave it about two hours before the sun had retreated to the point that he'd be able to head for the...well, not for the woods, he had a feeling she'd probably be right in her element there...maybe for a cave, or to find Glinda.
He had a feeling that there was something completely alien about her, something so far from being human that she likely had cause for her arrogance and assumption that he couldn't hurt her. She relied on her magic, or whatever it was that allowed her to manipulate plant matter...but he doubted she knew the extent of the abilities of a vampire as old as he was. She had no idea the sort of trouble she was wishing upon herself...but he wasn't going to just lash out and tear her to pieces (he still had his doubts that he could even do that...considering that she'd turned to pieces just then without being torn in any way).
He looked her square in the eye, and he didn't flinch. He didn't look away, in spite of the fact that she was floating up above the ground...didn't take his eyes off of hers until she was twirling into pieces behind him.
"I'm leaving," he announced finally. "Goodbye. This was so enjoyable, we should do it again sometime. Unless, of course, you value your life, in which case I suggest you refrain from contacting me. Do not speak to me, do not approach me, and do not touch me." He started towards the door, reasoning that he could at the very least find a better part of the building even if he couldn't leave the building itself due to the lingering daylight. He gave it about two hours before the sun had retreated to the point that he'd be able to head for the...well, not for the woods, he had a feeling she'd probably be right in her element there...maybe for a cave, or to find Glinda.
