“I’ll explain later!” Destro spoke strongly, his voice almost sounding angry but it was more in a way to warn Ashley off. Waiting for his pet to leave, the vampire before him took notice, wanting to feel that natural instinct to ‘hunt’ it’s prey.
Although before it managed to run after Ashley, Destro quickly moved to grasp at its neck, ignoring it’s life threatening snaps of it’s teeth in the process. Looking into the things eyes, Destro shook his head and took a few seconds before going to the wall, pinning it against it and placing a hand to it’s chest.
After a few more seconds, Destro wordlessly pushed his hand forward, forcing it through the feral vampires chest, ripping out it’s heard and stepping back as it fell to the ground, dead in mere milliseconds.
Dropping the organ in his hand, Destro wiped his bloodied hand off using his jacket, glancing at the guard and scoffing. “Get out of my building. You can’t even control a feral for fucks sake.” he growled slightly. “Get rid of this before you leave...” he ordered the man before heading to the doors, freezing when he spotted Ashley.
“You could have been killed. I said to run.” Destro said, sounding upset although he barely showed it on his face. Someone could even say the way he spoke sounded like he was concerned for Ashey, although it could also be misinterpreted.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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