God or not, no matter how many years it takes me, I will kill him.
[ Ethan lets his words soak in, stepping back to glance over at him with some hesitation. He wants to believe that, wants to believe that the man before him, who he has come to respect, will never raise a hand to him or his loved ones. But his suspicion is deep-seated and stubborn, that nagging doubt will always linger in the back of his mind. What if the blood bottles run out, what will they do then if there are none willing to feed him?
Vampires need blood. ]
You say you serve no one but yourselves but I doubt that would keep him from trying to recruit you if he did ever show his face here. [ While he doesn't think they would follow Dracula, he also doesn't know exactly how much power the creature holds. ] He would lose some of his strength here but he would still be formidable, I'm no match for him as I am now.
[ On the night of the full moon? Maybe he could do some damage, the creature had fled and left him to his minions before Ethan had a chance to test the theory. Even now the bitterness is tough to swallow, it isn't as if he has stopped looking for him. He follows the papers, listens for even the slightest whisper of activity. He will follow him to the ends of the earth if he has to. ]
no subject
[ Ethan lets his words soak in, stepping back to glance over at him with some hesitation. He wants to believe that, wants to believe that the man before him, who he has come to respect, will never raise a hand to him or his loved ones. But his suspicion is deep-seated and stubborn, that nagging doubt will always linger in the back of his mind. What if the blood bottles run out, what will they do then if there are none willing to feed him?
Vampires need blood. ]
You say you serve no one but yourselves but I doubt that would keep him from trying to recruit you if he did ever show his face here. [ While he doesn't think they would follow Dracula, he also doesn't know exactly how much power the creature holds. ] He would lose some of his strength here but he would still be formidable, I'm no match for him as I am now.
[ On the night of the full moon? Maybe he could do some damage, the creature had fled and left him to his minions before Ethan had a chance to test the theory. Even now the bitterness is tough to swallow, it isn't as if he has stopped looking for him. He follows the papers, listens for even the slightest whisper of activity. He will follow him to the ends of the earth if he has to. ]
He's called Dracula.