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[u][b]Interacting With[/b][/u]
[@MsMorningstar], [@NorthernKraken], and [@Damo021]

Vitius stopped mid stride as his ears picked up the telltale sounds of boots slamming against wooden planks and the soft scrapping of steel sliding out of leather sheaths. Letting out an annoyed grunt, the vampire quickly moved to the side, avoiding Colin's clumsy attempt to lunge at him. Casting a disgusted and unimpressed glance back at him, Vitius moved over to the table Meg, Kate, and Nyssa were gathered around and tossed the corpse down on the floor a couple of feet away. Stomping on its head one last time for good measure, spattering blood across the wooden planks and his boots, Vitius slowly rolled his shoulders as he moved over to a nearby table and sat down. Propping his blood and mud stained boots up on the round surface, he leaned back and put his arms up behind his head in a crossed fashion.

Letting out a small sigh, Vitius closed his eyes and allowed himself to do something he hadn't done since they first arrived...

Rest.
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