servessithis: (smiling 2)
[Vicente is casually walking thought the city with a pumpkin tucked under his arm. He's also dressed as the Phantom of the Opera, only he's wearing a full-face mask with only his mouth and eyes exposed, much like in the original book.]

It is quite a sight, seeing everyone dress in costumes and go about asking for candy. We have no such day in my world.

[He stops as he finds a low stone fence to put his pumpkin on and turns it so the carving is showing. After he lights the candle inside it, one can see that Vicente has carved a minotaur's head onto the pumpkin.]

I cannot say that I have ever used a pumpkin for this purpose. Nonetheless, I do enjoy taking up new things.
servessithis: (casual)
[Vicente is wandering about town, for once not wearing his cloak. He does have it tucked away under his arm just in case, though. As of right now, he's ordering himself some lunch at diner.]

I must say, I think I prefer the City this way. It makes it much easier for someone like me to wander about.

[A waiter comes by to give him his soup. The vampire eats it with loud slurps. If one looks closely enough, they might see what looks like brown animal hair on his suit.]
servessithis: (smiling 2)
[Video]
[Vicente is sitting on a log out in the woods, the device lighting up his face and making his skin seem even more pale. This is a man of Cyrodiil in his natural habitat.]

I must say, compared to every other world this week, this is more like it. It is not Tamriel, but it shall have to do.

Even the hostil wildlife is roughly the same. [Points the device behind him to show a dead goblin with its head cut off.] Nasty creatures.

[/Video ends]

[Action]
[A good hour after he made that post, Vicente creeps through town, wearing his cloak to hide his face as usual, keeping to the shadows, looking for an opportunity for some flint. He's done this a million times before, after all. Finds a house to break into, unlocking the door with a spell, and makes his way in.

After taking a minute to feed on the sleeping owner, Vicente begins searching their things. It takes a while, but he finally finds some flint, which he puts into his pocket.

He leaves the house, but doesn't get far when he hears a voice.]


Hold it right there!

[It's a night watchman. Vicente has dealt with the Legion in the past, he's not scared.]

Is there a problem?

I'll say there is. Breaking and entering is very frowned upon here. You're coming with me for sentencing, and if we find out that you've stolen anything...

My good sir, you will not...

[Vicente casts his Reign of Terror power on the guard, causing him to run off in fear, but not before he yells out for the other guards. Vicente quickly casts an invisibility spell on himself and flees in the other direction as the guards begin searching for him.]
servessithis: (casual)
[Vicente, wearing his cloak, is roaming the streets, sticking to the shadows. This time he seems to have a particular destination in mind.

He takes a moment to slip inside a house with the lights off, coming out a few minutes later, wiping blood off his lips with a handkerchief. After that, he's back on his way.]


[OOC: Vicente is headed for the Underground, to find a new place to live. Anyone is free to run into him any time during his trip, from above ground to under it.]
servessithis: (smiling 2)
[Vicente is wearing his cloak as usual, late one night. The device is in his pocket and provides something of a worm's eye view of the scene.

He's inside someone's house, standing over the owner's sleeping form. He bends down closer to them, putting his mouth on their neck. From this angle it almost looks like he's kissing them. He soon pulls his face away and silently sneaks out of the house into the night, but not before waving his hand over the sleeping person and washing them in blue light. An observant viewer may notice some red running down the sleeping person's neck.

He pulls a white handkerchief from his other pocket and wipes his lips off. The cloth has dabs of red on it when it comes away from his face. After putting it away, he goes on his way.]

[OOC: Feel free to run across him.]

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