Elder Blood Witcher - 797 Laughing Sto-ake...

Upon entering he was greeted with the dim room of the club, lights only shining upon the stand where SnowDrake was currently telling jokes. The bar sat off to the side with people occasionally walking up and purchasing drinks from what looked like a fire elemental bar-keep…

Not really knowing how to act in such a place Vasile slowly walked over to a empty table in the corner of the room and sat down, keeping his head low while focussing his hearing on the tables surrounding him…

“This trouble with Vampires is really quite something isn’t it?” one monster says to another, using their tenticle to take a drink from their glass.

“Indeed, good thing the King is around to save us, he even managed to get my daughter out of her rut.” the other says, their fat pig-like form towering over the table.

“That’s marvelous, I’m sure Ironia will be a front runner in journalism soon enough-”

Vasile shakes his head with a scowl, changing his focus to another table, again, there was no good information aside from learning that the word “Jolly” had more uses than he’d initially thought.

The Vampire continues this for a couple hours, never looking up or even approaching another person… A furry female that looked half-human half-cat had tried to sit with him but a glare had sent her scurrying off.

Fortunately for him he’d found that a good place for information had been from a group of masked individuals, they resembled the others that patrolled the town and he was sure they had some sort of authority, this was confirmed in his mind when they started speaking about various things an ordinary person wouldn’t typically know about their country…

It seems their King was personally going around and clearing Vampires from the captured territories, a fact they were cleary proud of. Aditionally, it seemed they regarded the Vampires themselves as a pest to be dealt with, an attitude that was ironically shared by Vampires towards humans.

After another hour of listening to them, Vasile had finally heard some information on the person he’d come for… Only for it to completely ruin his plans… Ciaran, his obsession had apparently not returned, and was assumed to still be held captive.

Vasile gripped his fist so hard that he could probably make diamonds with the pressure, he slowly calms himself down though, causing trouble and fighting this whole city of strange individuals would be troublesome. He gets up and starts heading for the door, only for a spotline to swing down and point at him, bathing him in light and making him the centre of attention.

The staff leave once Vasile is on the stage and behind the microphone stand, Sans stands next to him with his everpresent grin…

Sans “Don’t worry bud, just tell a couple of jokes and you can leave, I’ll even throw in a couple vouchers.” he says quietly so the audience doesn’t pick it up.

Vasile grits his teeth and glares at the skeleton, “You will release me, or I WILL TEAR YOUR HEAD FROM YOUR BODY!” he shouts, quickly losing his temper as he realises the situation he was in.

…

“HAHAHAHAHAH!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Oh! Who is this man!?! So funny!”

“HA! WHAT A REACTION! I ALMOST FELT SCARED FOR A MOMENT THERE!”

The crowd bursts into laughter after a moment of silence, the fiersome aura emitted by Vasile had definitely scared a few, but as the first person started laughing the others relaxed, feeling that Vasile’s reaction was part of the act.

Sans continues grinning, looking up at Vasiles livid face, “Hm, you’re a natural bud, got anymore material?”

Vasile looks upon the crowd laughter at him and can feel his body unconsciously starting to transform, his pride had never been damaged as much as this… Did these people not know that he would EAT THEM!?

Sans “Hey, bud… Before you start making trouble, I’ve gotta warn you… Do you wanna have a bad t time?” he says, the left eyehole of his skull flashes with a glowing blue eye, causing Vasile to halt his actions in surprise. He’d not felt this kind of pressure since he’d first become an Elder by defeating his predecessor, it almost felt like the world itself was closing in around him.

Vasile growls and shakes his head, throwing the microphone on the floor and stomping out, all the while getting jeered at by the audience.

Once outside he looks up at the sky and roars in anger, walking up to the hotel across the street and punching the wall, if it hadn’t been reinforced it the attack woud’ve collapsed the building… Luckily it only left a large create with splintering cracks spreading from it…

Vasile “Mortals dare mock ME?!?” he mutters to himself in fury, breathing fo a moment before turning… Noticing that all the people nearby were watching him cautiously.

Then… They shrug and go about their business, ignoring Vasile as if he’d not done anything wrong… Vasile was incredibly confused by this, walking into an alleyway while quickly looking into someone’s eyes as the walk by… The person following him in the alleyway as if it were natural.