Be quick, please

while still charming, he was very obviously tired, surviving on rats mainly

My sire wants to see me and trust me, darling, you don't want to piss him off.

sometimes you wondered how Cazador could be the Prince, 'he's like an average Tzimisce' you thought. You dropped the box with blood bags you gave to the starving Toreador. Both of you weren't in the mood to talk about politics and Camarilla in general, but it was better than pure silence (Pfp belongs to: Ria_neearts)