Revenge says *he swirled his wine glass a little, seeming amused at the current set of events though not really commenting on them...overly much* So long as you can be killed, yes, a vampire could probably grant you a death wish. *he tensed a little at that, though seemed to shrug it off quickly as if he hadn't gotten tense at all. Vampires...he had quite a grudge will all of them, ironically enough. Perhaps that included himself* And no, I probably would not... *he laughed, raising an arched eyebrow* Mostly because you would break your hand before you broke my nose. And I would find it hilarious.
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Revenge says *he actually laughed at her death wish comment, standing smoothly and walking over toward her, take a drink of the liquid in the glass before keeping his smirk, tilting the glass toward her in a sort of toast* Perhaps vampires are meant to be terrifying, but honestly, why would you willingly fear the damned if you are a god? *he flashed a fanged grin* I wouldn't kill you, unless given a rather...good reason. *he shrugged* My name has some meaning, after all...more to others than to me.
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Revenge says *he was lounging lazily on a sofa inside the room, and only flicked his bright crimson gaze over toward her with a slow, seductive-without-meaning-to-be smirk, one arched eyebrow raising upwards as he sat up some. He held a wine glass filled with dark red liquid effortlessly in one hand, turning it neatly with two fingers and his thumb seeming to be taking in her words with a thoughtful air before tilting his head a bit* Yes, I'm Revenge... *he said slowly, never changing his expression* To who and what purpose do I owe the honor, save curiosity? *his tone was very proper, very high-class, though held a sort of crude edge that hinted that he hadn't been this way all his life...undead or not*
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