Backdated somewhat: day in the life

[feels_no_love]

Who: Dracula and OPEN
Where: All common areas and the pub at at least one point
When: Monday  to Tuesday night (see below for separate threads)
Warnings: flirtation, booze, excessive partying, consensual nippiness, funny/creepy stories and weird heart to hearts

Vlad was deeply restless. His thoughts kept turning back to Aleera, suffering under her

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Monday Afternoon: Kitchens

[feels_no_love]

His first stop whenever he left his chambers was to go straight by the kitchen. It was very difficult to interact positively with the living while listening thirstily to their heartbeats, and besides, a little blood helped his restlessness. He found a private spot in the corner to drink down his bloodbag, which he did expediently before tossing it in the sharps container by the trash.

Re: Monday Afternoon: Kitchens

[takencareofyou]

Vegas haunted the kitchens pretty regularly. Not out of hunger-just to make sure that they were still there. Clad in a loose fitting Hawaiian shirt-he stops short and stares at the man in the corner...

Before shaking it off. Weakness over comms was one thing. Not in public.

"Hey man."

[feels_no_love]

Vlad wiped his mouth before turning around, a slightly apologetic smile on his face. "I suppose that my feeding habits take some getting used to." He inclined his head.

"Good afternoon. How have you been throughout all this madness?"

[takencareofyou]

"It's uh..."

He shrugs, "Talk to me when you're eating people. I think blood might be okay."

"Out and about-trying to keep the fuck out of these psychos way. Thank god for the wardens man. For a few minutes there I thought we'd all lose our shit but they held through it."

[feels_no_love]

"I only ever bite consensually, or possibly in the heat of a real fight. But yes, blood is as essential to us as air to you."

He frowned thoughtfully and nodded. "I have a funny story for you about what I was doing, if you wish to hear it."

[takencareofyou]

"Nothing else better to do."

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the table.

[feels_no_love]

"Well, I was back to my true bastardry days, being villainous and hateful and generally a bit mad. I have a host of powers, of course, but they have been weakened so that when I am very angry I do not end up doing any real harm. At that time, however, I did not realize I had been weakened. With me so far?"

[takencareofyou]

"Yeah I'm with ya." He folds his arms across his chest, "Not too different from me- I'm pretty good with a gun."

He's still arrogant, Adam's powers did nothing to dull that.

[feels_no_love]

Dracula let it slide, why wouldn't he? He wasn't good with a gun himself, at all. "Well, it turned out that I managed to make an ally even in that state. Except then he got kidnapped by a big, slobbering spidermonster. And I had to figure out how to rescue him."

[takencareofyou]

"A spidermonster."

Well, vampires. Why not spider monsters?

"You kill that shit?"

[feels_no_love]

"Well, one of the inmates. But yes, seven feet, oily black, more teeth than me at my worst, and this drooling tongue that made me wonder what his intentions were."

He shook his head. "Oh no, I was too smart to take him directly. While the Wardens were doing that I was waiting down below to catch my friend. You see, the beast had everyone strung up above a giant trap full of broken glass."

[takencareofyou]

"I think I saw that thing. I avoided it like the fucking plague. You fought it?"

He blinks, "Well no, the wardens fought it. You just snuck in and grabbed your buddy. I can dig that, but c'mon powers or no powers you could have made a stand."

[feels_no_love]

He actually had the good grace to look embarrassed.

"I was a truly selfish ass in those days, Vegas. Now, if I were myself, as I am now, I would have fought that bastard, rescued the hostages and had a heroic tale to tell instead of a funny one.

"The amusement came when I actually grabbed my friend. You see, I used to be able to fly. Now I can only glide. When my friend was thrown down, I jumped over the trap to catch him..."

He described an arc with his hands.

"...forgetting what his extra weight would do to my flight path once I caught him."

His hands dropped suddenly.

[takencareofyou]

His brow furrows, "You okay there fella?"

[feels_no_love]

"Ha! Oh yes, I heal very quickly. I simply hope that no one was able to record the event on communicator-camera."

[takencareofyou]

He raises his communicator, "This shit has a camera?"

"...I could have pawned this for a ton of money back home. Enough to get a place of my own."