So in essence; Lilly had simply never met a nobleman of stature who also happened to be a vampire. Which was fine. The title (Count) was usually given to those with large estates who held a position of authority within their communities, such as judges, or advisors to the current lordship. Where as individuals whom were counts becoming vampires was more of a modern day trope than anything. Regardless, Theo did have a rather large estate, including his  own rather well off corporation… Or at least in another dimension he was a mass graveyard owner/ Meta-Soft Drink Conglomerate. Between owning graveyards, land, and producing a blood alternative that could sustain vampires who would choose not to stalk and kill mortals; he was rather well off in his own dimension. In said world: 'Graves Guilt Free Blood' was a wildly popular beverage that had allowed a bridge between humanity and the children of night. Not only was open assimilation acceptable, vampires who joined society and turned to this alternative source of sustenance attest to the fact that it is effectively the same in taste and nourishment as 'old fashioned hunting'. In another version of reality: this was the illustrious Count Graves of ‘Graves Industries’, Millionaire, and supernatural adventurer extraordinaire... Yet, out here he was just a mosquito on the docks… Causing a ruckus no less. Regardless, the pink haired femme voiced her concerns about the gashes left in the Laeline… Where as their tag along's seemed more interested in each other. It was all the same to Theo. Without access to his finances or ‘underworld contacts’ he was really in a pitiful situation compared to what he was used to. However, he was more use to helplessness than any of these individuals could imagine. Discouragement never crossed his mind for a moment.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">“If I had my book, it has a spell or two that might help… Or if I was better at weaving magic itself, I could probably mend the damage; but as you saw, I’m not capable of anything delicate in this form… But I’d wager there are witches in the area more tuned to the issue… I don’t suppose they’re listed in a phone book though...Do those exist in this dimension?”​</div><br/>Seemed more and more rare… Like a phone booth in the midwest. All the same, from what he could gather; he was very very far from home… and the closest thing he could manage to finding a life line in this dimension was going to require some properly bided time, and good old fashion borderline insane ingenuity. But that had little to do with current affairs. For the time being, Theo was stuck here… Granted, he wasn’t in the worst company, he certainly wasn’t of the disposition to go barreling into more trouble any time soonish.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">“Either way, it doesn’t sit well with me leaving things in such a state… I’ll understand if anyone here wants no part in it, no one is as obligated to helping as I am… But I must admit; I am not a local, and I would welcome any help I can get at this point.”​</div><br/>The understatement of the evening was laid out on the table along with all his cards: but at least the shark toothed blood sucker wasn’t as evil as he looked...<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%2FrNCoQ0r.png&amp;hash=ab0afdb7cdc63614234eed1f0e55028f" title="rNCoQ0r.png">
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