08-10-2018, 03:09 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: verdana;"]♦ — marko barely heaved as he helped the kid—michael, apparently—up, looking to alex in surprise. he was so focused that he never even noticed the older vampire, really, not until they spoke. it made him laugh, as most things did, the comment about his... previous looks. "look, man, i at least had a few patches on my old jacket back then!" he said, moving a hand to his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter. the vamp looked so, like, bad, back then, too scared of others' opinions to explore his... anything. michael was much better looking than him, even during his last months as a human, marko would've felt almost jealous if he wasn't laughing over the idea of himself at fifteen.
now then, what the hell did michael actually say? he said that he was actually living in the town, which was a bit of a relief. he was starting to really enjoy the look of michael, his sparkly eyes, his everything. his name was cute, too, although it certainly... reminded marko of something.
"michael, huh? my name's marko, michael, and this is alex," the undertaker said, stepping out of alex's grasp to face him easier. "you remember before i officially dropped out, alex, the michael i killed? the swimmer? looked similar to this michael. maybe less handsome, though. shame it was, what, twenty years ago, right?" it was almost shocking how much he'd matured since losing the ability to age. he got more confident, better at thinking through things, better at being safe (though his side was still very much bruised from a certain crash), everything. it felt so long ago, really.
now then, back to the main issue at hand. marko took another step, this time less about being "further from alex" and more about being "closer to michael." he pushed his curly hair out of his face, paused a moment, and ran a hand through michael's, cupping the human's cheek and cocking his head in near-curiosity. he wasn't entirely sure whether or not he'd feed on the kid or not, yet, but was starting to think up a middleground idea. a fun middleground.
a middleground he'd never performed before.
marko took a step back, glancing at the crowds around the three. er, avoiding them. if michael wasn't going to the concert, then he'd have no need to be surrounded by so many tourists. he glanced at alex, giving them a sly smile, before turning back and speaking. "so, michael. how about i take you around town? show you the sights tourists don't know about?" he held his hand out, ready for michael to take it and follow him.
now then, what the hell did michael actually say? he said that he was actually living in the town, which was a bit of a relief. he was starting to really enjoy the look of michael, his sparkly eyes, his everything. his name was cute, too, although it certainly... reminded marko of something.
"michael, huh? my name's marko, michael, and this is alex," the undertaker said, stepping out of alex's grasp to face him easier. "you remember before i officially dropped out, alex, the michael i killed? the swimmer? looked similar to this michael. maybe less handsome, though. shame it was, what, twenty years ago, right?" it was almost shocking how much he'd matured since losing the ability to age. he got more confident, better at thinking through things, better at being safe (though his side was still very much bruised from a certain crash), everything. it felt so long ago, really.
now then, back to the main issue at hand. marko took another step, this time less about being "further from alex" and more about being "closer to michael." he pushed his curly hair out of his face, paused a moment, and ran a hand through michael's, cupping the human's cheek and cocking his head in near-curiosity. he wasn't entirely sure whether or not he'd feed on the kid or not, yet, but was starting to think up a middleground idea. a fun middleground.
a middleground he'd never performed before.
marko took a step back, glancing at the crowds around the three. er, avoiding them. if michael wasn't going to the concert, then he'd have no need to be surrounded by so many tourists. he glanced at alex, giving them a sly smile, before turning back and speaking. "so, michael. how about i take you around town? show you the sights tourists don't know about?" he held his hand out, ready for michael to take it and follow him.
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