Dec 04, 2006 06:39
Santino moved into the bar and sat himself, reading through an unidentified book, which unfortunately (for the book) had seen much action in its time. The Vampire paused, glanced about the bar and gained the attention of a waitrat, and ordered a drink.
Occasionally he glances up from the written words, as if some voice or another was calling him. Highly botherable.
ruin,
mary anne bell,
santino,
sands,
moon