OH HELL, I WISH YOU WELL ☆ "incident"

[michael t.]

Michael blinked and raised his head as Coal approached, still licking his own chops as he pondered what to do with the corpse. The fact that Coal's face was another that was unfamiliar to him did cause his fur to bristle slightly, but the lack of any Coalition scent on the feline's pelt caused him to settle. It was thankfully just another rare case of him not meeting someone upon their joining. Of course, him not knowing Coal's particular... quirks did mean that he just sort of stared at the other for a moment as he rambled on. Once the other feline had stopped talking – or at least paused for the moment – Michael set his paws against the canines shoulders, shoving the corpse towards the other. The dealer muttered, head shaking from side to side, "I just drained the guy of all his blood. You really think I'm gonna judge you for wanting to eat him? Go for it, I guess... I'm Michael, too." His introduction was a bit awkward, most of his focus still on the sticky feeling of blood on his fur, as well as his jewelry.

He did seem to perk up a bit when Diya approached, snorting and saying as he shook his head, "Wasn't exactly in the mindset for sharing. I just kinda saw him, and... lost it, really. Not a big fan of the Coalition, if you can believe that." The last bit of his statement was laced with heavy sarcasm, the thief then making a face as he swiped blood from his chest with a paw. Letting out a sigh, Michael then grumbled, "Tasty, but I did make a bit of a mess... have any tips for getting blood out of jewelry?" His fellow vampire didn't wear nearly as much jewelry as he did, but she wore at least a few pieces, and maybe she had come across similar issues. He hoped that she had, so he wouldn't have to replace a bunch of his collection.