She didn’t look dangerous, but then again, Alaric’s been around enough supernatural to know looks can be deceiving, and really, he doesn’t wanna get killed again, it’s seriously becoming a bad habit. Not letting his weapon down, Alaric moved closer but still weary of the girl who identified herself as Karla.
“Well, that depends on what your plans are…wouldn’t be the first to want to capture someone alive…” Alaric remarked before answering her question, “Alaric Saltzman…”
Karla smiled about him thinking her dangerous. Sure, she could fight, she’d had an horrible childhood. But they didn’t mean she was dangerous. It’s not like she was a Vampire, or Witch, or anything supernatural. She looked at his Crossbow again. Wooden arrows. She sighed. “Really, I’m not a vamp.” She said laughing.
She sat up and hugged her legs to her chest, letting her chin rest on her knees. She looked back at his crossbow, and saw that he was wearing a ring. A big one. She knew he wasn’t a vampire, so why was he wearing such a huge ring? She looked at his face again. “You work at the high school, don’t you?” She asked noticing him as the History Teacher.
(via alaricsaltzmanhunter-deactivate)
/// Creatures of Night RPG ///
