Dracyl had encountered Orin a few times when he was kind of a nut so when he saw him walking around Gaius at first he thought he was going to hurt someone. He starts to rush at the boy simply to stun him and put him back outside but stopped when he noticed Orin seemed somewhat calm. He walked over to the boy and tilted his head "Are you alright?" He looked little like the one Orin had tried to eat several times before. His hair now black as was the the fox ears poking from his head and the long fluffy tail swaying behind him. "You don’t look normal, is something wrong?" He wouldn't hurt the boy unless truly forced too as he had friends with the same people. His father had vampiric clients anyway and had always told drac they simply had got the short end of the stick when it came to acceptance with most of the world
Orin wandered for some time so that by the time he reached Gaius the young boy was covered in bruises, scratches and scrapes. Most of those were form his aimless wanderings but the rest were from from encounters with others that were less than kind to the vampire. He wore a pair of brown baggy pants that were held up by a bit of tattered rope and a white shirt that was so big on him he could probably fit two of him in it if it wasn’t already mostly torn and those shoe’s he was warring were probably doing little for his feet. The cain that normal hung about his neck and marked his position gone.
Blue green eyes looked to Drac confirming perhaps that Orin was not in the same mind set as he was last time for his eye had been blood red then and the only thing the insane boy seemed concerned about was food. Now they looked lost and almost human. His skin was pale, normal for a vampire, yet he was acting little like one at the moment.As Drac approached Orin backed away from him “Who are you? What do you mean I’m not normal looking?” he asked, putting together the first real sentence Drac had ever heard come from Orin’s mouth. Twigs and leaves dangling from his long silver hair. Orin clearly didn’t know who Drac was despite having met him before.
Dracyl smiles "Dont worry, i wont harm you. You dont seem to know me but thats no real surprise, we never talked much before after all. Im Dracyl McArther and this is my town of Gaius. When i said you didnt look normal i meant from when i have met you before. You seemed a bit crazy before, or should i say focused? Anyway i just mean you dont seem like the same vampire boy ive met before, is everything alright?" He looked to orin with general concern in his eyes as his tail swayed behind him.
Dracyl was dressed in a simple light green shirt, black pants and steel trimmed shoes. His hair hung loose about his face instead of being tied back like normal. He looks at orin for a minute and shakes his head "Well if your well or not you should get something better to wear, follow me i still have some of my old clothes you can try out" He heads back towards the McArther home.
Orin kept his distance as Drac spoke to him “We..We met before?” he asked “I don’t remember you and I think I would have remembered meeting a fox thing or well whatever you are” his hand gesturing at the whole of Drac’s body. “I was? I’m terribly sorry for whatever I did. I… I honestly” he got a concerned look on his face at the fact that he couldn’t remember this man he had met before.
Orin wandered for some time so that by the time he reached Gaius the young boy was covered in bruises, scratches and scrapes. Most of those were form his aimless wanderings but the rest were from from encounters with others that were less than kind to the vampire. He wore a pair of brown baggy pants that were held up by a bit of tattered rope and a white shirt that was so big on him he could probably fit two of him in it if it wasn’t already mostly torn and those shoe’s he was warring were probably doing little for his feet. The cain that normal hung about his neck and marked his position gone.
Blue green eyes looked to Drac confirming perhaps that Orin was not in the same mind set as he was last time for his eye had been blood red then and the only thing the insane boy seemed concerned about was food. Now they looked lost and almost human. His skin was pale, normal for a vampire, yet he was acting little like one at the moment.As Drac approached Orin backed away from him “Who are you? What do you mean I’m not normal looking?” he asked, putting together the first real sentence Drac had ever heard come from Orin’s mouth. Twigs and leaves dangling from his long silver hair. Orin clearly didn’t know who Drac was despite having met him before.
Dracyl smiles "Dont worry, i wont harm you. You dont seem to know me but thats no real surprise, we never talked much before after all. Im Dracyl McArther and this is my town of Gaius. When i said you didnt look normal i meant from when i have met you before. You seemed a bit crazy before, or should i say focused? Anyway i just mean you dont seem like the same vampire boy ive met before, is everything alright?" He looked to orin with general concern in his eyes as his tail swayed behind him.
Dracyl was dressed in a simple light green shirt, black pants and steel trimmed shoes. His hair hung loose about his face instead of being tied back like normal. He looks at orin for a minute and shakes his head "Well if your well or not you should get something better to wear, follow me i still have some of my old clothes you can try out" He heads back towards the McArther home.
Orin kept his distance as Drac spoke to him “We..We met before?” he asked “I don’t remember you and I think I would have remembered meeting a fox thing or well whatever you are” his hand gesturing at the whole of Drac’s body. “I was? I’m terribly sorry for whatever I did. I… I honestly” he got a concerned look on his face at the fact that he couldn’t remember this man he had met before.
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