Exton

I bounce down the stairs and vault over the railing about halfway down. It's just that kind of day - errr, night. I spot Raina by the bar and move in that direction, getting ready to signal Patti to being me a Blood Lite.

…a little vamp humor there, folks.

Okay - very little.

Raina's face is still, like a mask, and I wonder what's wrong. I follow the direction of her gaze, and -

Oh.

I smile, seeing Mr. Trouble at the booth in the back - and next to him, someone muffled in a cloak. I extend my ever-popular vamp hearing and - gee! there's a heartbeat! So she's alive, and female and - I listen a bit longer - hmm, quite young, just past teen years if I'm any judge. If she was close enough for scent, I could tell even more, but there doesn't seem to be a need right at the moment. He sense my gaze and looks up. I give him my most insulting smile - showing alllll the teeth - and mouth words that are inaudible to all but him.

Back off, asshole. My place, my people. Leave 'em alone or I'll call Challenge and wipe the floor with your wannabe-Christopher Lee ass. There's a Clan in town, too, and they don't take kindly to poachers. Find yourself another sandbox to play in, or you might wake some night with something pointy sticking out of your ass. Capisce?

Message delivered, I signal Patti, kiss Raina and settle back in my seat….