Sightseeing (Attn: Dante)
Oct 31, 2013 19:40:35 GMT
Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2013 19:40:35 GMT
:: Zombies, huh? Now that is rather amusing to the woman as she walked through the graveyard in the dead of night. She's already fed for the evening several hours ago...it was an irresistible meal and one she found she needed to recover from. Thoughts still plagued her mind, but now they sat in the shadows as she was addressing a more...conscientious matter. And something that could very well impact her. Vampires do not like zombies because the people who raised the zombies can conceivably raise them. And if the papers reports were correct and judging by the number of dead that had been witnessed, there is a large matter on hand. The night tonight was a night that really no one could expect results...but she's curious. Amongst the men, women and children who will slip between them and take the openness of the evening for their own means?
She pulled out her phone, and scrolled through the contacts and found Dante before she called him. She doesn't know him very well, save for the publicly available information, but it's enough to know that he can be busy at night, between an animal servant, a club and a clan. He fills his evenings much like she does her own, it seems. Though she's focused more on...family. Specifically the sin that is her brother and their little pet.
The phone rang, and it put her through to his voice mail. She looked across the graveyard and over the headstones in as she waited for the 'beep', her eyes still black from the demon's blood and the plague that is running a cruel course in her body.::
' Dante, this is Kallisyn. Perhaps you and I can meet soon and speak of the recent news in the paper. I am open roughly any time you wish to meet.'
:: No hello, no good bye, just her naming who she is speaking too, who she is, and the message. While it seems that they are not necessarily thrilled with each other, he has allowed her to stay in the city, and she's certain he knows something that the reporter does not. She had hung up the phone before she started her walk across the cemetery, becoming lost in her train of thoughts as she sidesteps the markers and past the old, looming trees.::
She pulled out her phone, and scrolled through the contacts and found Dante before she called him. She doesn't know him very well, save for the publicly available information, but it's enough to know that he can be busy at night, between an animal servant, a club and a clan. He fills his evenings much like she does her own, it seems. Though she's focused more on...family. Specifically the sin that is her brother and their little pet.
The phone rang, and it put her through to his voice mail. She looked across the graveyard and over the headstones in as she waited for the 'beep', her eyes still black from the demon's blood and the plague that is running a cruel course in her body.::
' Dante, this is Kallisyn. Perhaps you and I can meet soon and speak of the recent news in the paper. I am open roughly any time you wish to meet.'
:: No hello, no good bye, just her naming who she is speaking too, who she is, and the message. While it seems that they are not necessarily thrilled with each other, he has allowed her to stay in the city, and she's certain he knows something that the reporter does not. She had hung up the phone before she started her walk across the cemetery, becoming lost in her train of thoughts as she sidesteps the markers and past the old, looming trees.::
