Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs,
Having braced himself for the blood, Malakai was able to keep himself calm and collected, even if the sight and the smell of the blood had his senses on overdrive. His eyes went from the girl body on the floor, to the woman in the corner, to the photos on the wall. He frowned, more confused than judgemental.
"Darling? It's Malakai, we spoke on the boards," His accent was as contained as he could manage it- closer to 'Bond Villian' than 'Dracula'. "Are you... hurt?" Obviously she wasn't alright, at the least.