The vampire looked to the deck of thin metal cards, each one was like a mockery of the real paper ones, though once in a while there was a symbol scratched into one. Growling to him self he lifted the card and smirked before flickign it. It embeded into the wall half way with a tap. Standing he threw more at the wall while listening to the taps each sharp card made though looked to the male he rolled his eyes before walking to the wall and pulled the cards out. He loved his cards. Hund made them for him and cursed the aces while blessed the royal cards. Though the Jokers were cursed and blessed depending on which of the two he used. Raising a brow he growled at the male, "The Joker black needs to be blessed again... it didn't scorch the wall...." he said before putting the cards in their metal case.<br/><br/>Though looking to the male he watched him leave to the bathroom and then his eyes shifted to narrow, he smelled blood. That was curious and even so that smell was gone. Shrugging he sat down and laid back on the bed, arms crossed he glared at the bumpless ceiling, "Rykar the Shadow. Could care less for my laast name." he said tossing the case up and down. Bored as hell.