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taxonomites2009-07-16 03:50 pm
diedwithit.livejournal.com) wrote in taxonomites2009-07-16 03:50 pm
ocht; [visual]; the jig is up
So he's thought about it. And he can bet that after knocking Dean around the way he did the other night, the boy's blabbed about it to whoever might've seen that short transmission. What's there to lose, really? There may be vigilantes and the foolish, but the fact that he didn't kill and drain Dean in itself is a statement that he's not a threat. That, and three months have passed without a problem.
Cian turns on the tablet, which shows him sitting in his comfortable desk chair, leaning back semi-casually. At ease, but businesslike. He eyes the screen.
"I don't doubt that most of you have seen the state Dean Winchester was in last night, and I certainly don't doubt that he informed you of who put him there." Both hands lazily coming into frame, he gestures lightly at himself.
"But I can promise you, it was only self-defence. I'd like to avoid having to deal with a... misunderstanding such as that again, so listen. My name is Cian, and yes, I am a vampire. Creature of the night, drinker of blood, blah, blah. But put your stakes away. I don't drink from humans, and I haven't done for the last eight hundred years.
"I can't say I blame the Winchester boy for attacking first and surely intending to ask questions later had I stuck around, but still. You lot live in relative peace and quiet, and I expect the same."
He takes a breath, then as an afterthought adds, "And if that's not enough to change any minds, for the love of God, don't come after me. You won't die a hero, just an idiot. Ta."
Cian turns on the tablet, which shows him sitting in his comfortable desk chair, leaning back semi-casually. At ease, but businesslike. He eyes the screen.
"I don't doubt that most of you have seen the state Dean Winchester was in last night, and I certainly don't doubt that he informed you of who put him there." Both hands lazily coming into frame, he gestures lightly at himself.
"But I can promise you, it was only self-defence. I'd like to avoid having to deal with a... misunderstanding such as that again, so listen. My name is Cian, and yes, I am a vampire. Creature of the night, drinker of blood, blah, blah. But put your stakes away. I don't drink from humans, and I haven't done for the last eight hundred years.
"I can't say I blame the Winchester boy for attacking first and surely intending to ask questions later had I stuck around, but still. You lot live in relative peace and quiet, and I expect the same."
He takes a breath, then as an afterthought adds, "And if that's not enough to change any minds, for the love of God, don't come after me. You won't die a hero, just an idiot. Ta."