Lord Dakol
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2009
- Location
- California
A sigh left the slightly bloodied lips of the 22-year old man as he licked his wrist. Blood quietly poured from the two tiny holes on his wrist for a few minutes, but the wounds steadily closed up as if nothing happened, save for the stain of blood on his skin. Leaning against a wall in his bedroom, he looked at the ceiling. Long, messy black hair cascaded over the boy's shoulders, falling behind his ears and over his eyes. At the moment he was only dressed in sweats, but knew he needed to get dressed; that day, both he and his sister were going to college.
"I'll need actual blood soon..." Lucius Harx muttered, running his left hand through his hair before looking at the clock with his darkened eyes of gold; it was almost time for his twin sister to awake. He licked the remnants of blood off his wrist and stood up, stretching slightly.
Since he was born, it was known to both of their parents that Lucius was going to be a dhampir. However, his own sister had no idea of his race. Their mother - whom was also a Vampire - had fallen in love with their father, and were lucky enough to birth twins. It pained them each and every day to keep their origins secret, especially from a loved one. But it had to be done. She would know when the time is right.
Lucius walked over to the window and opened it, letting the dim rays of sunlight in through the open air. As the light hit his bare chest, his toned muscles contracted tightly to show the state of physique he was in.
Then, as the wind rolled over his body, his ears picked up the soft breathing of his sister in the room next door and predicted her alarm going off. And, as always, it did with a screech loud enough to wake her up.
"I'll need actual blood soon..." Lucius Harx muttered, running his left hand through his hair before looking at the clock with his darkened eyes of gold; it was almost time for his twin sister to awake. He licked the remnants of blood off his wrist and stood up, stretching slightly.
Since he was born, it was known to both of their parents that Lucius was going to be a dhampir. However, his own sister had no idea of his race. Their mother - whom was also a Vampire - had fallen in love with their father, and were lucky enough to birth twins. It pained them each and every day to keep their origins secret, especially from a loved one. But it had to be done. She would know when the time is right.
Lucius walked over to the window and opened it, letting the dim rays of sunlight in through the open air. As the light hit his bare chest, his toned muscles contracted tightly to show the state of physique he was in.
Then, as the wind rolled over his body, his ears picked up the soft breathing of his sister in the room next door and predicted her alarm going off. And, as always, it did with a screech loud enough to wake her up.