Creatures Of The Night

[nosferatt]

Mello is strolling away from the room he and his mate shared, licking away the remnants of that evening’s feed that remained on his lips and chin. He really was a messy eater, but hunger won out over table manners any day… or night, for that matter

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[chilichoc]

*Mel's been looking for her vampire alternate, and she can tell this is him: some awakening sense, maybe. That doesn't mean she isn't nervous about approaching him, even though she doesn't have the rosary anymore.*

Mello? Hey.

[nosferatt]

Mello curls his lip when he senses another vampire, but when he turns and sees her, he relaxes somewhat, finishing cleaning his fangs before replying. "Obviously, you want something. So spill it."

[chilichoc]

Sorry I was a bitch last time. I was already in the middle of- *she makes a vague gesture* -changing.

I need to know how you eat here without hurting anyone. *That's the most urgent question, anyway.*

[nosferatt]

"You find a blood bank or a human to feed from," he snorts a little. It's obvious, isn't it?