[One moment he's standing infront of Jacob and the next, he's gone. He's not just fast, he's 5,000 years worth of holy-shit-where-the-fuck-did-he-go fast. His hand snaps around Jacob's throat from behind, locking just hard enough to partially block airflow]
You're like a yipping puppy to me. I've fended off were-jackals with bigger bite then you.
[A surprised yelp; Jacob's used to being just as fast as the vampires he hunts, so when the cold fingers close around his neck before he can even move he's just a tad alarmed by it.]
Get your hands off of me!
[Aaand he follows that up by giving an animalistic snarl and doing his damnedest to pry himself out of the chokehold.]
[Drops a kiss to the back of Jacob's neck, making sure he can feel a sharp fang grazing his thumping jugular vein before he fully releases him and steps back]
[Well, that baffles him. Jacob is definitely not used to vampires coming onto him, so he just whirls around to face the bloodsucker, one hand flying up to the spot on his neck he'd just gotten kissed, looking a bit flabbergasted.]
As a vampire ages, we tend to feel the urge to feed less. That is why newborns are so hard to control, they crave blood and need it regularly.
By the time I was three thousand years old, I needed very little blood. At this point, it's purely indulgence and habit. I'm not going to say I wasn't starved when I awoke, but a meal was already waiting for me. Three meals actually.
The beauty of being as old as I am is, I understand who and what I am. I try not to kill to get my fill of blood, but....a starved vampire is not a vampire in his right mind.
I- they- [... he really doesn't have a decent argument for this, no one's every actually made him question his willingness to defend humans] whatever they do, they don't deserve to be eaten.
*she's not entirely immune, curse of the human half, but she's been exposed to faerie glamour since before she was born, so mostly it makes her twitch and cements her sense of him as inhuman* Oh so very much. Anyone over a thousand stops even subjectively being anything other than old.
[Long pause, where he just stares at Legolas as if in a trance because elf blood is not far off from Fae blood in being a delicious treat for vampires]
I haven't seen any of your blessed woodland kindred since the days of my youth
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[His fangs lengthen and just for show, he snaps them together]
Give me a reason.
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[That is a lie. Jake is just gonna growl and bristle
anxiouslyer, defensively at the sight of those fangs.]Since when does your kind need a reason, leech?
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You're like a yipping puppy to me. I've fended off were-jackals with bigger bite then you.
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Get your hands off of me!
[Aaand he follows that up by giving an animalistic snarl and doing his damnedest to pry himself out of the chokehold.]
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You're cute, even for a mutt.
[Drops a kiss to the back of Jacob's neck, making sure he can feel a sharp fang grazing his thumping jugular vein before he fully releases him and steps back]
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... What the hell?!
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Well since I just gnawed on your neck, can I get your name?
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... It's Jacob.
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I'm Horus Tor, but I prefer just to be called Tor.
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Hmph. That's a weird ass name.
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Put it together, my name means 'Horus Pharaoh'
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You weren't really a Pharaoh, were you?
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[Motions to his kohl rimmed eyes, Egyptian style makeup]
I did say I was five thousand years old.
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[rubs a hand over his face]
You shouldn't just be dead, you should be dust.
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Believe me, I know. I was actually asleep for the past two thousand years, in my original tomb. However, recently, my rest was disturbed by humans.
Archaeologists, I believe they are called?
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[Pointing accusingly at him.]
Now you're just messing with me.
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I assure you, I am not messing with you. Sometimes mortals poke and prod where they should not. Have they no respect for the honored dead?
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Wait, so you just sat there for two thousand years doing nothing? How did you not starve?
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By the time I was three thousand years old, I needed very little blood. At this point, it's purely indulgence and habit. I'm not going to say I wasn't starved when I awoke, but a meal was already waiting for me. Three meals actually.
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You bloodsuckers are all the same.
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The beauty of being as old as I am is, I understand who and what I am. I try not to kill to get my fill of blood, but....a starved vampire is not a vampire in his right mind.
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If you had seen what I have seen, even in the three thousand years I have been conscious. Warfare on massive scale, torture, murdering, rape.
On the other, I have seen mortals do remarkable things as well
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I- they- [... he really doesn't have a decent argument for this, no one's every actually made him question his willingness to defend humans] whatever they do, they don't deserve to be eaten.
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Do you truly hold such a view?
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Oh my <3
I haven't seen any of your blessed woodland kindred since the days of my youth
:)!!
It is understandable. Most of us left for the Undying Lands, long ago.
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I'm sorry to say that the only members of your kind I have met were exotic slaves, usually half bloods, but those were different times.
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