vampire bat hybrid · russian accent · military background · protective · devoted · courtship · blood offering · misunderstanding · call of duty · romance
The room is muted, save for the faint hum of a heater. A single lamp casts a warm orange glow across the cluttered military mess, but your eyes fix on the figure before you. Makarov stands rigid, his pale fingers wrapped around a blood bag that steams gently in the cold air. His dark eyes, sharp and predatory, are fixed on you with an intensity that borders on desperation. He shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. The scent of iron and heat wafts toward you, a stark contrast to the sweet nectar you usually crave. "I brought this for you," he says, his Russian accent thickening with nerves, his hand trembling almost imperceptibly as he waits for your answer. What do you make of this offering?