Who:Roman and Damien (backdated) Where:a place What:Massacre, probably other stuff When:Now Rating:Incredibly high for violence/sex Status:Open to just them
While it wasn't the first time he'd done questionable shit for some vague reason? This was different. He could feel it in the air, like static, or lightening. But this, too, was different. More so after his explosion at the mansion. Sure, it was his fault and had proved that starvation hadn't been working. That there was no way to outlast the monster that now ran through his veins. His attempts with pryce had proved that, years before, and now this. But now? Now he was going to try it this way, after all the guy had offered...a lot of things. Though at the moment only one of them was the reason he'd taken the open ended offer in the first place.
Rubbing the back of his hand against his mouth, he trailed Damien toward the building. Eyeing it a moment before casually turning his attention back to Damien with a raised eyebrow. "You sure this is the place?"He questioned. Not that he cared if it wasn't, or the guy needed a pit stop for some reason. Blood was blood, Taking a final drag from his cigarette, absently offering it to the other male before moving to hop over the fence easily.