'Okay' was probably the last word in the vast English language that Valdis could apply to the situation or Klaus's particular feelings on it. The attempt to get through to him had failed, if he'd even heard her to begin with.
Klaus was well used to the unnatural speed vampires possessed, and he pivoted on his heel, following Devin's movements closely with his gaze.
Devin's attempt at banter wasn't met in kind. All that came out of Klaus's mouth was:
"Pattern 39."
Klaus struck the floor as blood once again welled in the jewel centerpiece of his dusters, and suddenly the kitchen was a lot more cramped. Gnarled and jagged crosses sprung up from the floor in Klaus's calculated effort to fence Devin in.
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Klaus was well used to the unnatural speed vampires possessed, and he pivoted on his heel, following Devin's movements closely with his gaze.
Devin's attempt at banter wasn't met in kind. All that came out of Klaus's mouth was:
"Pattern 39."
Klaus struck the floor as blood once again welled in the jewel centerpiece of his dusters, and suddenly the kitchen was a lot more cramped. Gnarled and jagged crosses sprung up from the floor in Klaus's calculated effort to fence Devin in.