w-a-t-c-h-e-r:

g-r-i-g-o-r-i:

-crosses his arms, watching the pale blood drinker with a gleam in his grey eyes; How do they consider you a joke? I do not understand..

-Smiles gently; ‘Mortal coil’—that is what my maker used to call it. They seem to think I’ve retained my humanity, though I think they are wrong. The parts of me that were human died a very long time ago. It’s a weakness, to some.

-taps his chin, still fascinated by the other; Humanity is such an abstract concept… who defines humanity? Some would say to have feelings alone would make one human… but what if those feelings were the desire to kill? Anger? Greed? Would they still be human? As human as those that cry at an opera… or a funeral…

(Source: proklyatyy-blog)

1. monsieurmelancolique reblogged this from proklyatyy-blog and added:

   -Nods his head a bit sadly; Yes…it just isn’t the charmed life so many people think. Even more now…humans do…whatever...

2. proklyatyy-blog reblogged this from monsieurmelancolique and added:

   Even though flesh is dead… and blood runs thin at times.. the soul still lives on.