A display somewhere in the city lit up as phone calls resonated from a single sector on the cellular grid. The dispatch board at the station would light up in response to the flood of calls that suddenly came pouring in connected to a single disturbance. From car crash, to bomb, to a potential plane crash even, all manner of report came through. In the wake of the ruckus there would be a solid six to seven minute widow before the area was flooded by law enforcement from all over. Well before that happened; dumb pedestrians would be slowly but surely mustering up the courage to take it upon themselves to investigate. Smartphones could only accomplish so much in the dark, but certainly someone would be keen enough to turn on their phone light… Making this whole endeavor risky business.<br/><br/>Bent fully backwards at the spine, the vampire had wrapped over the closed lid of the dumpster to basically mold with the shape. The slightest yield in the metal would divulge a short imprint where he dug into the surface of the object before the force over powered their combined weight. Either arm was bent the wrong way at either side. Legs all but dangling as if shattered entirely from taking on the strongest point of the waste receptacle: The base. Within minutes the dust would settle. Well after Ziggy’s comment, the sound of faint sloshing and churning could be heard. At first it was very unsettling. Like organs trying to crawl free... What was a torrent of purple smoke eventually stopped leaking entirely as whatever was smoldering ceased to do so. Little cricks and cracks would accent the trapped slithering within. A low ragged voice cut through the air with the slightest metallic resonance from the dumpster.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">“Teddy-Cough- ... The ghoul’s name was Teddy...”​</div><br/><br/>What was at first the mere sloshing and tugging of innards had turned into a full on skittering. As if what was left of the creature’s insides were shape shifting about to fill in the damage sustained… The first thing to mend would be his unnatural spinal column. While very similar to the creatures he was destined to stalk, the shape and structural integrity were virtually entirely alien to the human spine. All the same; once aligned properly, his neck would straighten violently. Bringing that avian jet black face to level smoldering red orbs on the pink haired femme.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><br/>
“But first I need to find my caretaker… Arseus Verdente. Otherwise I don’t have access to my finances.”​</div><br/><br/>Pronounced: Are-seous Ver-Dentae. If fate was the haggard bitch that Theo had come to know, the first people on the scene to investigate would show up just in time to watch him snap his own neck back into place… All the same, it appeared as though Count Theobaud Graves wasn’t a moron to the fullest extent of the definition… No. Just foolish enough to face check a Laeline for a memory jog. Which would have probably pissed off more than a few seers and sorcerers in the area who depended on the vein's stability for certain facets of their work. A gaping green wound accented by two vivid claw marks remained in space and time where the Laeline would have to heal at it's own pace. To the mundane the space would appear no different, yet the mark remained for those with inclination enough to notice.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2FktUzTEp.gif&amp;hash=d50a94fe498a50ff8684dc740d12a10f" title="ktUzTEp.gif">
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