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[It's been quite a while since Gil has appeared on the communicators... Or in public... Or just about anywhere, really. You might wonder where he's been. But chances are you haven't, and he's not being particularly forthcoming with the information. Not at the moment, at least.]
[Because, at the moment, he seems to be pretty agitated about something. You see, he's been in the Catacombs for the past month or so - though to him, it only felt like three days at the most - and upon leaving he found himself disorientated and not sure exactly where to go. And in his directionless wanderings, he came across a part of the city he had never seen before. That part?]
[The Fiume Sanguinante.]
[He had nearly panicked and heaved up what little food was still in his stomach before he realized it didn't smell like blood. Quite a relief when you're a dhampir that has spent so long struggling to abstain from that particular dietary component. So, in the aftermath of all this, he's feeling rather cranky and put out by their captors' little "prank".]
Whose idea was it to stick a river of Hollywood fake blood in the middle of the city? I mean- What kind of twisted sense of humor do you have to have to think that's a good idea? This place is messed up.
[He lets out a huff of a sigh, reaching up to rub the bridge of his nose. He didn't turn on his communicator just to bitch about how their captors were sick fucks, though. No, he has a hunch...]
...What's today's date? I feel like I missed a lot more than I should have.
[ ooc: Yeah, so... I'm off hiatus. Hello to any new people (and people who don't remember me, since it's been quite a while)! This is Gil, and he is a angry grumpy trap. Mistaking him for a girl is permissible and encouraged, since he's presenting himself as one to hide from !!vampire assassins!!. As you can tell, life is hard. ]
[Because, at the moment, he seems to be pretty agitated about something. You see, he's been in the Catacombs for the past month or so - though to him, it only felt like three days at the most - and upon leaving he found himself disorientated and not sure exactly where to go. And in his directionless wanderings, he came across a part of the city he had never seen before. That part?]
[The Fiume Sanguinante.]
[He had nearly panicked and heaved up what little food was still in his stomach before he realized it didn't smell like blood. Quite a relief when you're a dhampir that has spent so long struggling to abstain from that particular dietary component. So, in the aftermath of all this, he's feeling rather cranky and put out by their captors' little "prank".]
Whose idea was it to stick a river of Hollywood fake blood in the middle of the city? I mean- What kind of twisted sense of humor do you have to have to think that's a good idea? This place is messed up.
[He lets out a huff of a sigh, reaching up to rub the bridge of his nose. He didn't turn on his communicator just to bitch about how their captors were sick fucks, though. No, he has a hunch...]
...What's today's date? I feel like I missed a lot more than I should have.
[ ooc: Yeah, so... I'm off hiatus. Hello to any new people (and people who don't remember me, since it's been quite a while)! This is Gil, and he is a angry grumpy trap. Mistaking him for a girl is permissible and encouraged, since he's presenting himself as one to hide from !!vampire assassins!!. As you can tell, life is hard. ]