lordoftheozarks: by gronckle @ij (o face)
lordoftheozarks ([personal profile] lordoftheozarks) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2023-10-11 08:28 pm

Vampire Zoomies!

Who: Lord Erik Osborne ([personal profile] lordoftheozarks) & Open!
What:Following Erik Drinking Eddie's blood until he dies Erik has gotten himself a little blood drunk and silly. Vampire zoomies!
When: Immediately after linked thread
Where: All over town/woods feel free to pick any place even if not listed
Warning(s):Erik will be acting slightly high/drunk, talk of blood/blood drinking, potentially nsfw


He's buzzing with vitality, more full than he's been in longer than he can remember. He's so hopped-up on blood he barely knows what to do with himself.

First, he tries running it off in the woods, a pale blur darting through the trees. He gets in so far he can't even hear the town anymore and, still, his skin crawls with power begging to be used. So, he goes next to the cliffs, scaling them with bare hands and feet in a matter of minutes. That takes a slight edge off of it. Enough that he feels he might safely be able to go to town.

With his shoes in his hands, not even bothering to put them back on, he dashes to town. He's unbuttoned the front of his shirt, as well, because for once he's actually hot. Almost unbearably hot! It will be noticeable to anyone who looks at him; he's flushed bright red all the way from his chest to his cheeks.

He slows once he reaches the town square, walking with a slight list to the left like a drunkard. Ooh, his head is a little fuzzy too. Now he remembers why he doesn't tend to let himself overindulge. Wisdom tells him he should go home and try to sleep this off, but the mischievous part of him thinks there might be better things he could do to take advantage of all this endless stamina.

"Pleasant evening," he's wearing a bold fang-filled grin of pure lust. "Want to help me wear myself out? I'm offering my services for free tonight only."
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[personal profile] restingslasherface 2023-11-25 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Jean is still the bait; they need to lure the River Walker out. They walk at a fairly decent pace, but a little ways out from the bridge they unbutton the shirt of their suit and leave it hanging open. One clawed hand reaches in and squeezes; Jean grunts, and fresh blood spills onto the ground.

They approach the bridge with a distinct limp. Cobalt Scar may already be repairing the damage, but they sure look like wounded prey right now...