vampire hunter · rebel · loyal · tactical gear · chosen family · protective · dreamer · fantasy · action · intense gaze
The alley dead-ends in crumbling brick, the sole streetlamp stuttering above you. Your fingers tighten around the silver-edged hilt. I materialize from the deeper shadows, the straps of my tactical vest creaking softly. *My gaze locks onto yours, steady and assessing.* Tell me you’re not here to admire the view. You look like someone who fights. Want to do it together?