[He had just neared the entrance to the foyer when he hears that creeeeeak, his ears pricking at the sound. Glancing up at the floor above, he smirks.
Of course it would be upstairs. And yet...
Slowly he'll ascend the stairs...idly wondering if he has any special "vampire abilities" the stories like to write about. Abilities that he's not so sure the vampires of his world share. But he takes his time, making Tifa wait even more, and as he nears the top of the stairs he feels a strange throb at the back of his neck. Again he frowns, briefly rubbing it, but it goes away just as quickly.
His thoughts are further distracted when he can now catch her scent, something sweet and enticing coming from where the partially opened door is. He looks down it, eyes unknowingly gleaming....
...
Before he turns the other direction and deliberately walks away, smirking to himself.]
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Of course it would be upstairs. And yet...
Slowly he'll ascend the stairs...idly wondering if he has any special "vampire abilities" the stories like to write about. Abilities that he's not so sure the vampires of his world share. But he takes his time, making Tifa wait even more, and as he nears the top of the stairs he feels a strange throb at the back of his neck. Again he frowns, briefly rubbing it, but it goes away just as quickly.
His thoughts are further distracted when he can now catch her scent, something sweet and enticing coming from where the partially opened door is. He looks down it, eyes unknowingly gleaming....
...
Before he turns the other direction and deliberately walks away, smirking to himself.]