[ Reign squinted, before nodding, as if agreeing with himself. ]
Mn, makes a good nest.
[ He didn't mind being dragged along, though his steps were slow, shuffling across the floor towards the big metallic cabinet. Glancing over the man's shoulder and finally spotting what he was looking for. ]
I think they say something about "microwave"? To heat it up? Ah, there it is.
[ Reign reached an arm in and grabbed a dark-coloured bottle, with a label on it that clearly sate: SYNTHETIC BLOOD. Once he got what he wanted, Reign released his death grip on the man and went in search of a glass, pouring a generous amount into it before taking a deep pull of the red liquid. ]
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[ Reign squinted, before nodding, as if agreeing with himself. ]
Mn, makes a good nest.
[ He didn't mind being dragged along, though his steps were slow, shuffling across the floor towards the big metallic cabinet. Glancing over the man's shoulder and finally spotting what he was looking for. ]
I think they say something about "microwave"? To heat it up? Ah, there it is.
[ Reign reached an arm in and grabbed a dark-coloured bottle, with a label on it that clearly sate: SYNTHETIC BLOOD. Once he got what he wanted, Reign released his death grip on the man and went in search of a glass, pouring a generous amount into it before taking a deep pull of the red liquid. ]
Mmmah~ That taste good~