fisiis:

                        please.

                   as if that pitiful creation of humankind could smite
                   him. you’ve better luck with a demon — but as he’s
                   not partial to having his vessel full of bullet holes,
                   he’ll take the initiative to side-step; consequentially
                   avoiding a pair of sharp fangs jammed into his throat.

      he knows what a h u m a n is.

             but he also knows when a human
             is not a human —- therefore, that
             gun that smote the vampires with
             ease is quick to train onto the other.

      being at the wrong place 
            at the wrong time only leads
                him to believe one of two things.

                              1. he’s just an unlucky fuck.
                              2. he knew they’d be there.

                                   ❝ —– speak. ❞