Post by Zarah Lykta on Jun 30, 2009 21:47:11 GMT -5
Zarah looked around the bar. There were not many people there, and it was not as exciting as a bar in Seattle might be. Zarah knew she had better ways to catch her food. She could find humans easily anywhere, but she decided to come to this place. It wasn't that clean, and it was pretty run down, but Zarah could see the effort the owners had put into making it... Well, from keeping it from falling down.
But she remembered why she was there. She was hungry. She didn't need contacts or sunglasses in here to hide her eyes; they were black. She looked for someone who smelled good, someone who she could trick out of the bar and out back, or anywhere. She didn't feel bad about killing them, it was the food chain. One man smelled particularly good. Zarah walked toward him before she caught the scent of another vampire close behind her. Forgetting about the hunt, she slowly turned around.
But she remembered why she was there. She was hungry. She didn't need contacts or sunglasses in here to hide her eyes; they were black. She looked for someone who smelled good, someone who she could trick out of the bar and out back, or anywhere. She didn't feel bad about killing them, it was the food chain. One man smelled particularly good. Zarah walked toward him before she caught the scent of another vampire close behind her. Forgetting about the hunt, she slowly turned around.
