(Open RP) She sighed and twirled the kitchen knife that she stabbed me with. "That was pathetically easy." She walked to the end of the ally to make sure no one was around, then she came back and chafed my hand. "Then again," she mused.
I always have a quick smoke after another kill. It's become such a ritual that my fingers twitch when I think about murder in the light my mouth waters with anticipation for the familiar smoke drifting in and out of my lungs.
Blood bowl by *Nerium-Oleandr This is just.not normal (and it freaks me out because I have been watching a show about vampires! I really like the use of the shocking red on a muted background, and the detail on the hands and cup