Who: Mark House, Draegan Storm What: Draegan wants a fix Where: Draegan's Lair When: Tonight Warnings: Possible violence, vampire feeding
Draegan had sent two of his minions to bring House to him. He was anxious, his strength waning without a recent feed. He could just as easily go out and hunt for a meal, but he felt more inclined toward familiarity, this evening. So he sat at his desk, idly tapping a Sharpie against his chin while he waited for House to be delivered to him. He'd instructed his goons to be quick, he was in no mood to sit around.
He turned the television on, though it failed to hold his attention, and after a moment he turned it off again. The silence was near deafening, his keen hearing tuned to hear the sounds of his evening guest arriving. He rose to his feet, Sharpie held to his lips as a distinguished gentleman might hold a cigar, as he sauntered toward the door, to meet the arriving party.