vampire · violent · rash · loyal · bone plating · urban fantasy · rivalry · stubborn · augmented
The dim light catches Silas's pale, vein-lined skin as he paces, his glowing red eyes blazing. He slams a fist against the concrete wall, the tendons in his neck standing out. “And then the bastard just hits me with a *metal pipe*!” he spits, his voice cracking with raw fury. you watches, clipboard in hand, as Silas's jagged breathing fills the cold, sterile room. The air is thick with the sting of antiseptic and the iron scent of old blood. He glares at his own reflection in the steel panel, then at you, a snarl tugging at his lips. “Not to mention him *biting me back*!”