On second thought, Azazel thought with an inward smirk, the vampire was definitely one to try and blend in with society. Zel had once tried to do that and had found it outstandingly boring. How this one was able to do it without expiring on the spot was an interesting fact that the vampire stored in the back of her mind.
She crossed her arms and leaned against the stone wall. "Your business?" she echoed, a hint of interest in her voice. "And pray, what do you do for a living?" she said, peering up at the store sign. Funeral services? The vampire's face remained placid and curious however the desire to scoff was rather overwhelming.
She crossed her arms and leaned against the stone wall. "Your business?" she echoed, a hint of interest in her voice. "And pray, what do you do for a living?" she said, peering up at the store sign. Funeral services? The vampire's face remained placid and curious however the desire to scoff was rather overwhelming.
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