DD locked eyes with Nostromo as the vampire spoke in response to his earlier comments, watching the crimson orbs that mirrored his own. His face was void of any expressions, but if one were to look closer, the revenant’s jaw line was dangerously taut. Once Nostromo finished with his explanation, DD leaned back a little in his seat, feigning calmness as he spoke:

 [color=orange]“Don’t make this into one of your civ games, Dracula.”[/color]-He smiled wryly, which looked more like a show of teeth rather than an expression of good humor.-[color=orange]“What if they come knocking on our door tomorrow? What good would your treaties and contracts do then? I am not going to just sit idly while those assholes bring battering rams to our doors. What we need right fucking now is to fortify and prepare ourselves fo-“[/color]

 DD abruptly cut himself off, realizing he had been shouting out in his berserker voice for the last few seconds. It didn’t really take that much perception to notice that his aura had spiked as well, thick with bloodlust and rage so potent one might thought he was preparing for combat. With a quick gulp of air, he curbed it down and took a seat, also came to a realization that he had stood up during some point of his mad raving. Marble dust marred the shiny surface of his gauntlet, which prompted a quick glance from DD. He had also clawed into the table, leaving three diagonal slashes on the smooth surface. 

 (Oh wow. 10/10 no chill. Way to go, DD.)

 [color=orange]“Sorry, guys.”[/color]- He blinked dumbly, still staring wide-eyed at his hands.-[color=orange]“ That was… uncalled for. Just ignore me.” [/color]

 The next few moments was spent rearranging the contents of this thoughts. DD wasn’t a pro at managing his emotions or anything, but he could say with confident that he had never had such an outburst. Not even when his raid wiped for tenth time and both tanks ragequitted. Even then, he used to just stand in one corner, typing ‘lel’ while initiating the dance sequence. 

 That what was that just now?

 He only half-remembered the sudden burst of rage in his ribcage, burning star-bright and white hot, and before he knew it, his body was on auto-pilot. His brow knitted together as he bit the inside of his mouth with teeth too sharp to be human’s. Pain bloomed, but it was a good distraction for the remaining rage in his system, which finally fizzled out and extinguished. The stress of those last few days must be getting to him more than he thought. Not a good time to lose his cool. His guild needed him to bring his A game here, and he was not one to let them down. With a deep breath, he looked up, just in time to listen to what LP had to say. 

 [color=orange]“Second.”[/color] –He raised his arm.-[color=orange]“ We should totally do that. Can’t hit us if they can’t see us, right? ”[/color] 

 It was then Toasty decided to speak up. He clammed up then, letting the guild leader speak his piece. Meanwhile, DD quickly reached down to pick up his forgotten sword, the one he had left lying on the floor since their meeting began, before raising his arm again to get attention.

 [color=orange]“I could, urgh, help collect food if you want? Just point me to somewhere with fruit or animals or stuffs and I will get my farming game on. Least I can do, since I’m not exactly contributing anything at the moment. I mean, the food here seems fine, right? I have been eating it. Feels fine. Just need someone to slap a few layers of illusions on me.”[/color]-He tapped his horns playfully. –[color=orange]“Not sure how our new neighbors feel about demon zombies.”[/color]