Aiden Shepard [ Abraham Van Helsing ] (arcere) wrote in bellumlogs,
Even a foot was too close. Ten feet was too close. Aiden figured that if he was in a dream world he'd be able to summon up any weapon he wanted, even crush Vlad where he stood just with a thought and end this ridiculous dreamstate - but he was weaponless and now he was up close and personal with the one person in the world who made his blood genuinely bubble and seethe in his very veins.
And slowly melt the ice ...
"Maybe not," he hissed, fighting the urge to lean back. But when he'd gotten here, heard all the rumors about who was what, who had done what, there were so many potential people who could have been responsible. Criminals. Monsters. Beasts. All in the building. All potentially the cause. Meeting up with Vlad almost right off the bat and knowing that a blood-draining throat-ripper was on the top floor? It had almost been too good to be true.
Though part of him was still curious about how certain he'd been, without ever having met the man ...
"If?" Aiden laughed for half a second then, giving Vlad a derisive look amidst the rage. "There's no if. It's when, and what I do after is none of your business."