[Teeth sunk into the girl's neck, Karl happily swallows the blood bubbling up. The darkness is like a curtain, concealing him and his prey from the chaos and color indoors. In his hold, his victim tics and spasms, emitting little whimpers. But to passersby, the noise could signal pain - or pleasure.]
[Hearing Setsuna's footsteps - catching his scent - Karl pauses. But only a moment. Let the boy walk in. He's almost done with the girl; her body a half-dry husk.]
Such a drunk Cherub~
[Hearing Setsuna's footsteps - catching his scent - Karl pauses. But only a moment. Let the boy walk in. He's almost done with the girl; her body a half-dry husk.]