"Hm, quite the peculiar look you have in your eyes. No couth, and with such brazenness too."
Perhaps one of the universe's greatest mysteries is just how far a vampire's arrogance and hubris could extend. Or at least this one specific vampire in particular.
Standing there, untouched by the ruggedness of the cold weather, shielded by an impenetrable air of self-grandeur and importance… it's seriously a wonder how she even still fits on this planet without that giant ever-ballooning head of hers bloating out the sun in all its pompousness.
"if I dare surmise, you're not particularly delighted to see me at the moment, are you?"
It's like everytime I see her, she's always in the cast of dark shadows. This time was no different either, lurking beneath the shade of a concrete pillar, arms crossed and guarded in front of her.