Vladimir gave a soft chuckle. Child and boy simply were not insults to him. Never were and they never would be. [color=lightgreen]"Clearly in special. Considering it's been centuries."[/color] Ah that got the guy to turn toward him. Lovely. 

Vlad's posture was clearly of one not remotely threatened by the man in front of him. A brow raised. [color=lightgreen]"I have never been your kind vampyre. I am both and yet neither. As for the humans....you are dragging off my coworkers and that just happens to bother me"[/color] He knew the blades were iron. That didn't really matter to him. Made things more interesting sure...but he's been stabbed by iron before. Frankly, he hasn't cared about living for a long time. It was why he was so good at what he did...not caring about ones life meant a whole lot less caution...along with a lot less likelihood of giving anything away.

His head tilted. [color=lightgreen]"I do wonder though...why would you cull your food source? After all if they all die you've got nothing to leech on but animals. If you breed them that will probably just spread disease"[/color] Vlad shrugged. [color=lightgreen]"It doesn't sound very thought out to me...then again I'm not your kind so what do I know"[/color] He was experimenting. He just needed to expose the flesh to the light. After awhile even the oldest vampire would get uncomfortable.