He dodges to the side, but hears the whistle as her foot cuts through the air. Oh, she is promising.
Azwel notices the problem, though, and his eyes narrow cannily for a moment. His gaze flicks to the terrified slave-owner. "You, there! Get all that silver off of her!"
"W-what?" the man stammers, eyes wide.
Far from reacting angrily at having to repeat himself, Azwel laughs again. "You've nothing to lose if she tears me to pieces, after all, you've already been paid! If you're too afraid to do it yourself, then give me the key."
The owner all but throws the keys, backing up. Good god, he's sold this vampire to a madman. Still, he had a point--payment had already been made. So he flees, his rasping breaths receding into the distance.
Azwel bends down and picks up the keys. "I thought he'd never leave," he mutters, then grins again, tossing the keys to her.
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Date: 2019-05-26 04:33 am (UTC)Azwel notices the problem, though, and his eyes narrow cannily for a moment. His gaze flicks to the terrified slave-owner. "You, there! Get all that silver off of her!"
"W-what?" the man stammers, eyes wide.
Far from reacting angrily at having to repeat himself, Azwel laughs again. "You've nothing to lose if she tears me to pieces, after all, you've already been paid! If you're too afraid to do it yourself, then give me the key."
The owner all but throws the keys, backing up. Good god, he's sold this vampire to a madman. Still, he had a point--payment had already been made. So he flees, his rasping breaths receding into the distance.
Azwel bends down and picks up the keys. "I thought he'd never leave," he mutters, then grins again, tossing the keys to her.