<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/eb/bd/fd/ebbdfdd81fe7c33a324f1c3df1ad3ca8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Diego Salazar. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10716760#msg10716760)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His apartment - Study/Coffin Room - Scene Transition<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black-framed glasses, white tunic, black stitched trousers, and moccasins.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Katherine<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><em>I can’t believe that I forgot all about these traps…</em>Salazar mused as he carefully laid down a loose floorboard for a pressure switch.<em>I didn’t think I would ever have to use them. It’s a little frightening that I would have to use them now.</em><br/><br/><strong>You said I could stay in your bedroom before…</strong><br/><br/>Salazar paused in his actions to frown as he gazed into his memory bank. When did he ever say that? She didn’t know him all that well, but she just became acquainted with his bad memory.<br/><br/>“I don’t remember saying that,” he answered dismissively.<br/><br/>Glancing around the living room, he retraced his footsteps back to the study and stood in the doorway, scowling at the brunette. What a spoiled brat…<br/><br/>“The White Wolf wants you for some reason and he will do all that he can to get to you.” Slamming his fist against the doorframe, he had been gentle enough to leave a light impression of his hand in the wood. “<em>Maldita Dracula!</em>”<br/><br/><em>Why did he let her go?</em>he thought angrily.<br/><br/>There was no use staying angry. She was so naïve. It seemed almost pointless trying to emphasize how much danger she had actually put them in. Resting his head against his fist, Salazar mused in silence for a few seconds before he turned his stark eyes to her.<br/><br/>“If we wake up still where we are tonight, then we can safely assume that the werewolves weren’t watching you when you decided to come over here. You can have the bedroom then…”<br/><br/>The vampire was disturbed. He had a bad feeling about this. Was he really going to risk sleeping knowing that the werewolves could ambush them anytime? He had only two choices: 1) Remain awake in the coffin room, keeping watch for the werewolves’ arrival, or 2) rest and pray that they both wake in the evening. Why risk it? Shaking his head, Salazar took one step from the doorframe and his form stretched into a blur toward Katherine. His hand found her throat and before she knew it, the air was ruffling her locks and her back met the cushiony interior of the coffin. Salazar closed the coffin lid on top of her and sat atop of it as he took a minute to prepare a cigarette. For some reason, he had a feeling that he wasn’t going to get the chance to smoke one tonight.<br/><br/>Waving the coffin entrance closed, Salazar placed the cig between his lips and was prepared to sit silently through Katherine’s protests. It was for her own good. Keeping watch was better than not keeping watch, and since she was young, he suspected that she would become susceptible to the sleep and eventually grow quiet.<br/><br/>[Post Continued Here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=218562.msg10951257#msg10951257)]