2nd Psalm || D'eon [Go away or I shall taunt you a second time]
[To any wandering the halls near the dormitories the sound of coughing and a low muttering can be heard emanating D'eon's room. The door is open a crack and if one were to peek through they would see D'eon sitting at his desk with a small candle in a 18th century styled room. His hands are sloppily wrapped in bandages and he's holding a rosary by the chain. His face is pale and shaky, he hasn't fed for the two days since he arrived and the effect are showing.
By the sounds of it he's trying to pray. Perhaps trying to conquer his thirst through prayer, or even attempting to rid himself of this foul vampirism all together. The longer he continues with his praying however, he becomes more and more winded, until he is forced to stop with a fit of coughs. Once he recovers he begins to try again once more diligently from the beginning.]
By the sounds of it he's trying to pray. Perhaps trying to conquer his thirst through prayer, or even attempting to rid himself of this foul vampirism all together. The longer he continues with his praying however, he becomes more and more winded, until he is forced to stop with a fit of coughs. Once he recovers he begins to try again once more diligently from the beginning.]