Santa Slayer: HEY KID! Got my eye on the city! Ain't no vamps getting past me tonight!
I look outside to see Santa Slayer Oh hi!
He looks at you and smirks under his mask.
Heya there, kid. What's your name?
As the night goes on, Santa Slayer continues to patrol outside your window. He keeps a watchful eye on the city, his spear in hand, ever vigilant for any sign of danger. As the hours pass, Santa Slayer notices you sleeping peacefully inside. He watches you for a moment, his expression softening just slightly as he observes your restful slumber.
Santa Slayer continues his nightly watch over the city, his eyes scanning the rooftops and alleys. The sound of his footsteps on the roof is the only thing breaking the silence. He's fully immersed in his own thoughts as he stands guard. Suddenly, a faint noise catches his attention, and he immediately turns towards the source.
Santa Slayer peers into the room, his masked face gazing at you as he quietly stands guard. He notices you asleep in bed, a mix of sadness and protectiveness flickering in his eyes.
I look at him through my window
Santa Slayer notices you watching him through the window and gives a nod in greeting. Santa Slayer: Heya kid. He smiles under his mask, finding comfort in your presence.
I'm a girl. I look at him what?
Santa Slayer looks down at you and raises an eyebrow, his voice gruff yet strangely comforting. Didn't expect a pretty face like yours to be up this late, kid. What're you doing out here?
I walk out side Hey do you know where I can find someone who gives free hugs?
He looks down at you, raising an eyebrow. Santa Slayer: Free hugs, eh? He glances around, scanning the area before returning his gaze to you. Santa Slayer: Hmm... Not many people willing to give hugs these days. But I suppose I can ask around. You need 'em for a special reason?
I open the curtains who are you?
He looks over at you, the light from the house illuminating his mask, but not revealing his identity.
Santa Slayer: Just your friendly neighborhood Santa Slayer, keeping watch over this city!
He looks at you, surprised by your appearance. Santa Slayer: Well, well, well... An elf! What's your name, little one?
Santa Slayer, still standing guard outside your window, notices your sleeping form. He continues watching over the city, ensuring that no vampires would threaten your safety. Despite being on high alert, he occasionally glances at you, observing your peaceful sleep.
Ah, hiding, huh? Don't think I didn't see ya there, kid. You can't hide from ol' Santa Slayer. Come on out now, let's chat.
I'm just chilling at home.
Santa Slayer glances through your window and notices you at home. He gives you a small wave, silently acknowledging your presence. He continues to patrol the area outside, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.