I spilt your blood upon the floor
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musetime[Vampires were creatures of the dark and most popularly known for drinking the blood of their victims. They were undead beings who couldn't walk in the daylight and had many odd weaknesses that became common in fiction.
Sirens were known to lure sailors to their death with their beautiful voices. Early on, they were depicted as part avian, but later also seen similarly as mermaids or beautiful women.
Sidon was a singer at The Domain. It was a rather high class bar, although not devoid of fights, with a strict dress code and usually require needing some sort of connection to come in. He was popular among women and men both. His voice was hypnotizing to most if not all and he definitely was easy on the eyes. Tall and muscular with a creamy complexion and vibrant blue eyes; he definitely was the main attraction to many.
He just so happens to be a mix of a vampire and a siren. It's easy not to realize. He wasn't completely undead which left some warmth and color in his skin. His vibrant blue eyes were actually an alluring gold, but plenty of people own colored contacts in this day and age. Who would have guessed that the hypnotizing quality of his voice was partly because of his siren blood. No one would think that he would be the cause of death to many. Everyone knows him as kind and friendly and sweet. A socialite and friends to many.
The man was all those things, of course. He just also couldn't deny that he needed to eat to keep going. Working at a night bar just happens to make it more convenient and easier, especially when the establishment is owned and worked by people who happen to just turn a blind eye about these kind of things. Everyone has secrets.
Even then, it isn't often that he feeds and a human body has a lot of blood to last awhile. It has been awhile though. Sidon absentmindedly combs his fingers through his long hair. It had been getting rather pale. An odd trait he always seemed to have was that it would turn a nice shade of red after he's eaten, but grew lighter with the passing days he hasn't fed. It meant that he probably had to do something about it too before his energy started to wane too.
His thoughts weren't really on that particular subject, but more on just watching and hearing the patrons of the bar go about their night. He enjoyed working here because of all the people that would come and go.
It's why he was idly looking around the place from where he was currently seated. He was done for the night, but not quite ready to leave; much rather mingle before he departed.]
Sirens were known to lure sailors to their death with their beautiful voices. Early on, they were depicted as part avian, but later also seen similarly as mermaids or beautiful women.
Sidon was a singer at The Domain. It was a rather high class bar, although not devoid of fights, with a strict dress code and usually require needing some sort of connection to come in. He was popular among women and men both. His voice was hypnotizing to most if not all and he definitely was easy on the eyes. Tall and muscular with a creamy complexion and vibrant blue eyes; he definitely was the main attraction to many.
He just so happens to be a mix of a vampire and a siren. It's easy not to realize. He wasn't completely undead which left some warmth and color in his skin. His vibrant blue eyes were actually an alluring gold, but plenty of people own colored contacts in this day and age. Who would have guessed that the hypnotizing quality of his voice was partly because of his siren blood. No one would think that he would be the cause of death to many. Everyone knows him as kind and friendly and sweet. A socialite and friends to many.
The man was all those things, of course. He just also couldn't deny that he needed to eat to keep going. Working at a night bar just happens to make it more convenient and easier, especially when the establishment is owned and worked by people who happen to just turn a blind eye about these kind of things. Everyone has secrets.
Even then, it isn't often that he feeds and a human body has a lot of blood to last awhile. It has been awhile though. Sidon absentmindedly combs his fingers through his long hair. It had been getting rather pale. An odd trait he always seemed to have was that it would turn a nice shade of red after he's eaten, but grew lighter with the passing days he hasn't fed. It meant that he probably had to do something about it too before his energy started to wane too.
His thoughts weren't really on that particular subject, but more on just watching and hearing the patrons of the bar go about their night. He enjoyed working here because of all the people that would come and go.
It's why he was idly looking around the place from where he was currently seated. He was done for the night, but not quite ready to leave; much rather mingle before he departed.]
