Shroud of Death~A Vampire RP

(I'm sorry!) Xylo replied "Milk was late today." He then teleported to her second floor and hid in her room, dart gun in hand and knife at the ready. He laughed ominously.

Mary raised an eyebrow, clueless to why anyone would be doing this.
She was able to find his location, the bedroom, since he laughed, and stood at the doorway with her flail at the ready.
"Get out of my house, or I'll have the authorities involved." She threatened. Mary liked consistently keeping an innocent profile, so she wasn't big on threats.
 
(I have a question, that's kind of silly but still seems like kind of important information. I'm assuming that since vampires turn pale when they get "turned", that means blood is simply no longer flowing through their bodies (which would explain why they must consume blood). So, if a black man or woman, who has a dark brown skin tone that has nothing to do with blood flow, were to be turned into a vampire, would they basically look exactly the same?)
 
(I have a question, that's kind of silly but still seems like kind of important information. I'm assuming that since vampires turn pale when they get "turned", that means blood is simply no longer flowing through their bodies (which would explain why they must consume blood). So, if a black man or woman, who has a dark brown skin tone that has nothing to do with blood flow, were to be turned into a vampire, would they basically look exactly the same?)
(Imagine a very pale black. Like it's shining. I know that seems hard to imagine. So let's just settle for a sparkling, paler black.
 
Matteo grinned, and shrugged with a smug grin.

Colette grabbed her dagger, feeling angry and annoyed, she hit him across the face with it's hard Ivory handle. She knew that it wouldn't hurt him but it did make her feel a little better. "Please just leave me alone" she pleaded "can I just have some time alone??". She felt overwhelmed by what had happened to her and her emotions were all over the place.
 
Colette grabbed her dagger, feeling angry and annoyed, she hit him across the face with it's hard Ivory handle. She knew that it wouldn't hurt him but it did make her feel a little better. "Please just leave me alone" she pleaded "can I just have some time alone??". She felt overwhelmed by what had happened to her and her emotions were all over the place.
Matteo looked at her, and relented. He nodded cordially, and backed away.
 
Mary raised an eyebrow, clueless to why anyone would be doing this.
She was able to find his location, the bedroom, since he laughed, and stood at the doorway with her flail at the ready.
"Get out of my house, or I'll have the authorities involved." She threatened. Mary liked consistently keeping an innocent profile, so she wasn't big on threats.

(Boop.)
 

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