All Things
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Twas with a chinking of chains that made blood run cold. The familiar rattling of keys against a certain style of leather. The swish of leather upon leather, the whip, the dreaded whip. That smile. Those eyes. Empty. It enjoyed it's job.
A whiff of lavender, honeysuckle, and blood made one's sense leave them entirely. The familiar gloss upon full lips. The swish of floor length silk, darker than the man's soul. Each step was an ominous click of high-heeled feet. Ebon rimmed eyes told tales of the wildest sins flesh was able to deliver. It enjoyed causing pain.
Killer instincts with razor sharp whit- a dangerous aura permeated it's being. A killer, a cold, dyed in the blood killer. Each had it's own personality, residing in one seasonably old host. It had finally cracked down the middle. Arman was still Arman, wasn't he? Or was he? He often didn't know, and had stopped caring. He fed, he killed, yet he rarely did the one thing he was known most for: sex, sex, and sex. It had no meaning, truly, he didn't care for it. It didn't bring the elation that killing now did. That adrenaline rush, that stiff drink after a long day... a vice. -
Name: Armanian Xenophylias
Specie: Elder Vampire
Age: Well over three millennia, even he has lost track now.
Height: 6'8"
Weight: Weight fluctuates.
Gender: Androgynous
Lips: Full, very even, almost like a doll.
Eyes: Almond and always ebon rimmed.
Eye color: Ebony black.
Hair style: Doll hair fine and straight, length down to his knees.
Hair color: Indigo
Piercings: Jacobs ladder, many, many lip piercings, septum, eyebrow, ears from top to bottom, hips, corset piercing down outer left and right thigh.
Clothing style: Predominantly Gothic. Also known to cross dress from time to time, enjoying full length gowns and break your heart heels. Otherwise, black leather, tall boots, corsets and sparrow tailed coats.
Mentality and disorders: Clinically insane. Severe multi-personality disorder.
