
ᴘʜɪʟɪᴘᴘᴇ | ɢɪᴘꜱᴏɴ | ジプソ
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ᴘʜɪʟɪᴘᴘᴇ | ɢɪᴘꜱᴏɴ | ジプソ
@RustExecutive
I have returned from my hiatus and am slowly returning to rp


to the chain hanging from the ceiling, snapping at it cathartically. Destri sighed, watching him for a couple seconds before turning back around to address the matter at hand. “Are the reports on the desk?” She asked, peering over at the papers stacked neatly on its surface.







"Of course Boss, I promised to help, always." he agreed before he'd finished thinking about the implications. Following Corbeau's eyes, the reality of what he'd agreed on began to sink in. He'd trust Corbeau with his life but those teeth seemed awfully long all of a sudden...


a nod, gaze first landing on philippe's neck, but ultimately landing on his wrist instead. "...i've been feeding on blood bags for a while, but lately it...doesn't feel like its enough." he took in a shaky breath, eyes closing for a moment. "...will you...let me feed from you?"

"there's been a lot of impossible things happening as of late..." he nodded, looking tired, yet anxious. "those creatures have plagued our city as of late...im sure you've heard the news - bodies turning up, devoid of blood, and two distinct punctures on their neck."

killed me." other hand is brought to own chest. "and turned me...into one of them..."

"...help me..." he gestured him to come closer, fangs aching as hunger for 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 was taking over. a hand reached for him.

"lock the door." he was seated at his desk, breath heavy...he looked sickly. something was definitely off.

📲 No. Just...Come as soon as you can📲 Please.








