[STORAGE CARRIAGE: LOOK AT ALL THOSE PUNKINS](cw: mentions of blood-drinking)
[It's been months since Daichi has had to think about regular people food, but with few other options on how to get a meal, he's presently chosen to give the stuff another shot. Even back home where only blood would suffice, he would still indulge every now and then anyway, so he sees little harm in giving it a chance. At worst, he'll end up sick by dawn, right?
So this man, this vampire, enters the store room at about three in the morning, and he's met with an army of pumpkins.]
...wonder what month it is, mm?
[Though he would seem alone, a resounding squeak answers his cheeky murmuring. The squeaking grows louder as Daichi approaches one of the tables, at which it would seem someone had been delicately gutting a pumpkin before appearing to have been called away. His eyes skim over the organised mess for but a moment, but his company has other plans, as an incomprehensible mass of pink and white wriggles ravenously out of his jacket and launches itself at the fresh pickings.]
Ah! Peridot! [After that baby!]
[TEAM THREE: SILVER TONGUE, SNAKE EYES]
[If some of his more recent endeavours back home have taught Daichi anything, it is that children are a pain in the ass, evidenced clearly now by the reported guilty parties involved in the haunted cave thefts abruptly clamming up when the town needs them most. He understands himself to be the more persuasive between Vyrno and himself, and though Vyrno is far from here, the fact still fills him with the necessary confidence to confront some of these rowdy teens.
Confidence, however, does not equal patience.]
Come now, child, [one will hear Daichi sigh through clenched teeth,] the safety of your fellow folks ought to be more urgent than any scolding! Besides, I'm sure everyone would be quite relieved with you if you cooperated...!
[The kids don't budge.] Really... Time is of the essence here, you know...!
[WILDCARD: hit me with whatever tbh, I'm here to have a good time!]
Daichi Izayoi | Vampire: the Masquerade OC
[It's been months since Daichi has had to think about regular people food, but with few other options on how to get a meal, he's presently chosen to give the stuff another shot. Even back home where only blood would suffice, he would still indulge every now and then anyway, so he sees little harm in giving it a chance. At worst, he'll end up sick by dawn, right?
So this man, this vampire, enters the store room at about three in the morning, and he's met with an army of pumpkins.]
...wonder what month it is, mm?
[Though he would seem alone, a resounding squeak answers his cheeky murmuring. The squeaking grows louder as Daichi approaches one of the tables, at which it would seem someone had been delicately gutting a pumpkin before appearing to have been called away. His eyes skim over the organised mess for but a moment, but his company has other plans, as an incomprehensible mass of pink and white wriggles ravenously out of his jacket and launches itself at the fresh pickings.]
Ah! Peridot! [After that baby!]
[TEAM THREE: SILVER TONGUE, SNAKE EYES]
[If some of his more recent endeavours back home have taught Daichi anything, it is that children are a pain in the ass, evidenced clearly now by the reported guilty parties involved in the haunted cave thefts abruptly clamming up when the town needs them most. He understands himself to be the more persuasive between Vyrno and himself, and though Vyrno is far from here, the fact still fills him with the necessary confidence to confront some of these rowdy teens.
Confidence, however, does not equal patience.]
Come now, child, [one will hear Daichi sigh through clenched teeth,] the safety of your fellow folks ought to be more urgent than any scolding! Besides, I'm sure everyone would be quite relieved with you if you cooperated...!
[The kids don't budge.] Really... Time is of the essence here, you know...!
[WILDCARD: hit me with whatever tbh, I'm here to have a good time!]