While Destro looked at Ashley beg, he showed no emotion. Sadness, happiness, anger...nothing showed on the vampires face as he stayed stoic. Shaking his head, Destro looked at his pet and scowled. "You think I care about those things? They can be used for anything the owners want, they don't belong to me anymore, so why should it matter?"
Destro then rubbed his head. Ashley did do that for him...and it was a good choice on his part. In order to give him that sort of 'reward', he then sighed deeply and spoke sternly. "Fine, go. But if they take you outside remember it'll hurt. They should be heading towards the exit now, catch them before it's too late." Destro said, yet again not showing he cared if he did get to him before he walked outside, but...of course it wasn't like the vampire wanted Ashley to be horribly upset either. Just because he thought of himself as emotionless, didn't mean he had no heart whatsoever.
The vampire was taken out of his cage, shackled and had a collar wrapped around his neck, making sure that he didn't run off or hurt anyone. Being pulled slightly, he coughed again, his eyes showing so many emotions that he himself couldn't really feel them anymore. He gasped when it was tugged again, his throat aching for blood, needing something. He didn't even know the mans name...the one that fed him everyday and kept him alive. Sighing, he closed his eyes and walked forward, tripping over the shackles once in a while as he did.
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