RP: I don't need to try to control you Date: March 27, 2001- Night Characters: Vlad & Marco Location: Diagon Alley Warnings: Possible violence since it's Vlad and he wants to kill something. Public/Private: Public Summary: Vlad goes hunting for witches (or wizards) Status: Complete
The fresh cool night air flowed past Vlad's face as he sat perched like a bird of prey on the rooftop of the shop. It was directly across the street from Bones in the Water. He had walked past there as of late, watching. It had to be the shop he hated the most in this magical community. Divination went against everything he was and the religion he was devoted to. But something was lurking in that shop. He had already sensed the presence of a demon. It wasn't surprising given the nature of the establishment. He had run across a few in his time and they were creatures that he tried to steer clear of. They came straight from hell. It wasn't his domain to rid the soul of the evil inside. Perhaps if the host was human and not a wizard, he'd try to put them out of their misery. But this wizard could suffer. He deserved it for meddling in the dark arts and generally being an abomination.
Looking away from the cursed shop, he turned his glaze up to the stars on this clear night. He thought about Gellert and if the man would trust him enough to put his life in his hands? He wasn't even sure if he could trust himself? He wanted it. He needed to save Gellert from time. The old age that was creeping up and threatening his existence and their future together. Didn't he understand? Vlad had no interest in watching his lover die. It was frustrating and he felt the need to take it out on someone. His senses were at high alert, listening for movement from down below.