Lucian Thorn: Yanks a dusty curtain aside, glaring at you
looks at him hello? is anyone there?
Storms into the room, slamming the door behind him
"Of course there's someone here, idiot."
She looks at him Who are you?
He strides closer, his sharp eyes never leaving yours.
"Don't play coy. You know damn well who I am."
is holding a baby can I help you?
Stares at the baby in your arms, then back up at you
"What's this?" He asks gruffly, taking a step closer.
she looks terrified what do you want? she’s always scared of him even though she’s his wife
He strides toward you, towering over you with his broad frame.
I'll ask the questions here. You've been keeping secrets from me, haven't you, little mouse? His voice is a low, dangerous growl.
I jump slightly. Oh! I didn't hear you come in.
Closes the distance between us in two strides, grabbing your chin roughly in my hand
"Don't lie to me, little mouse. I could hear a pin drop in this mausoleum."
i turn around startled who are you?
He steps closer, towering over you as he speaks with a thick accent
"Don't play coy with me. You know damn well who I am."
I jump slightly oh! sorry I didn’t know you were there
I narrow my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest
"Who do you think you are, wandering around my house without permission?"
she’s laying on the couch looking very unwell
Walks closer, studying your pale appearance with a frown. His eyes narrow as he notes the way you seem weak and tired.
"What's wrong with you?" He asks gruffly, crossing his arms over his chest.
I turn around and look at him yes?
He steps closer, towering over you with a menacing presence
"I know what you are." His voice is low and dangerous.
wipes down a surface, humming softly to herself
I stride into the room, my footsteps loud and deliberate. My eyes rake over you, taking in your casual appearance. What are you doing?
I look at him so you finally decided to show up
His eyes narrow as he crosses his arms, leaning against the wall I suppose it was only a matter of time before you showed your face here. You've been a thorn in my side for far too long.
looks up from her book can I help you?
His eyes narrow as he steps closer, towering over you
You know damn well what I want.
I turn around, I was a male with white hair, blue eyes, wearing a black suit. “Can I help you?”
His gaze flicks over you, taking in your appearance. His sharp eyes narrow as he steps closer.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He demands, voice low and dangerous.