HOVER.

Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

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               he must woefully shake his head. the poor scamp. what kind of monotonous waterfall of a world it must be underneath the matted roadkill he adeptly balances at the top of such a thick skull. truly, it merits a moment of idle pondering. how he’s managed to remain the generously well-fed kind of silver-spooned predator he is today is very much beyond dumbfounded dexter.

               ❛ TRULY, dear dono — sometimes i fear that the ‘element of surprise’ means absolutely doodly-squat to you. ❜

tsk tsk. so much to learn —- oh well. one foot in front of the other makes for a very successful attempt at walking, doesn’t it?

               ❛ HUMOR ME, if you will —- why, oh why would we ever run the risk of scaring off prey by approaching it directly? haven’t you ever seen the discovery channel? ❜

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       ❛ This isn’t the Discovery Channel, first of all. ❜ The dark haired man gave his eyes a roll
that was complete with the utmost dramatics. ❛ Secondly, I’m not going to scare anyone off.
I’m not exactly some pale guy running around with fangs for teeth. That’s why the direct
approach is necessary. ❜

      Seriously. There supposedly was some kind of art form to the game in which he was
playing that Donovan had obviously been blinded to for about a couple of decades now.
He couldn’t believe it; as a matter of fact, he wouldn’t let himself believe it. He’d been
doing just FINE on his; fed regularly at a rate in which was healthy, all things considered.
Now Dexter had the audacity to tell him that he was doing it wrong. Who was he?

      Apparently, he was right. Although that was still something that Donovan was having a
bit of DIFFICULTY coming to grips with, it was still true nonetheless. Ever since he lost her,
he was pretty much the embodiment of the Titanic as it was sinking over. All was lost for
him but the virus; he couldn’t even feed nor hunt properly, as noted, apparently. While, sure,
Dexter needed him in essence; the need for cooperation was mutual.

      He wasn’t infected with the same virus as Donovan was, but Dexter knew a thing or
two about going on a HUNT. All that Donovan had to do was listen.

      ❛ Okay, okay — ❜

      Blue eyes treaded away from the mass entities that neighbored around the area. The
blood flowing through their veins so painfully and loudly audible to the man that has gone
without a proper feeding for quite some time; he was painfully STARVED.

      ❛ What’s your suggested method of approach then, oh great one? ❜

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