[Eiffel has had a really rough flood. Almost getting bled out by a vampire, ragdolled around the halls by his new inmate, fucked killed by taser bullets and still currently tolling through all of that, he really truly does plan on staying in his room.
But he's also a curious bastard. And he has a microphone set up on the hallway side of his door in lieu of a doorbell, but he barely even needs it to hear whoever keeps stomping around outside his door.
God, he knows better. He knows he knows better. But he's gotta check, just in case. If someone's hurt and he didn't do shit, he won't hear the end of it. Even from himself.
So there's a loud, distinctive creak as his door swings open, and he checks for the source.]
Time for vampire-enforced murder attempt!
But he's also a curious bastard. And he has a microphone set up on the hallway side of his door in lieu of a doorbell, but he barely even needs it to hear whoever keeps stomping around outside his door.
God, he knows better. He knows he knows better. But he's gotta check, just in case. If someone's hurt and he didn't do shit, he won't hear the end of it. Even from himself.
So there's a loud, distinctive creak as his door swings open, and he checks for the source.]
...Shaw?