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Jul. 29th, 2018 04:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanitassOO1
[ it's not everyday that you meet a vampire doctor. and it's certainly not everyday that said vampire doctor is roaming around the streets, book tucked neatly under his arm, hair pulled back and flowing in the breeze, with a stupidly smug expression on his face. and sure, that's pretty normal, with the caveat that he keeps stopping random passerbyers (who are clearly vampires, given their location) and bowing with this little smirk at the corner of his lips. ]
Mademoiselle, won't you let me hear your true name to ensure that you are not cursed? I assure you it's quite painless. In fact, it might even be a pleasant surprise.
[ someone please hit this human idiot before he gets himself bitten (again) and in trouble (again) ]
OO2
[ alternatively, if you know him, he's holed up in one of the rooms at the many inns they've been staying at. they're between tasks, certainly, and everyone is asleep and he's just sitting out on the little balcony, one leg thrown over the other, book beside him, staring out at the city lights.
he's thought to bring a candle out, and his cheek is pressed against the back of his hand. the usually dangerously playful glint in his eyes is all but gone and his hair is undone, a messy tumble of dark locks that frame his face, making him look so much younger.
his sleeve is pulled up and he's inspecting that cursed mark just under his wrist - the way it looks like a shattered mirror, a twisted, sharp cobweb. it's disgustingly beautiful. ]
Soon.
OO3
[ wild card! pick a plot point or any starter you want and i'll play along ♥ optionally, vaguely spoiler: i can either play vanitas as his dorky self, or head canon that vanitas is secretly louis. just let me know what you prefer. ]
[ it's not everyday that you meet a vampire doctor. and it's certainly not everyday that said vampire doctor is roaming around the streets, book tucked neatly under his arm, hair pulled back and flowing in the breeze, with a stupidly smug expression on his face. and sure, that's pretty normal, with the caveat that he keeps stopping random passerbyers (who are clearly vampires, given their location) and bowing with this little smirk at the corner of his lips. ]
Mademoiselle, won't you let me hear your true name to ensure that you are not cursed? I assure you it's quite painless. In fact, it might even be a pleasant surprise.
[ someone please hit this human idiot before he gets himself bitten (again) and in trouble (again) ]
OO2
[ alternatively, if you know him, he's holed up in one of the rooms at the many inns they've been staying at. they're between tasks, certainly, and everyone is asleep and he's just sitting out on the little balcony, one leg thrown over the other, book beside him, staring out at the city lights.
he's thought to bring a candle out, and his cheek is pressed against the back of his hand. the usually dangerously playful glint in his eyes is all but gone and his hair is undone, a messy tumble of dark locks that frame his face, making him look so much younger.
his sleeve is pulled up and he's inspecting that cursed mark just under his wrist - the way it looks like a shattered mirror, a twisted, sharp cobweb. it's disgustingly beautiful. ]
Soon.
OO3
[ wild card! pick a plot point or any starter you want and i'll play along ♥ optionally, vaguely spoiler: i can either play vanitas as his dorky self, or head canon that vanitas is secretly louis. just let me know what you prefer. ]
