Intro // BYOA

[bythe_northsea]

Eric had gone to ground the same as he always did as sunrise approached. He still preferred the concrete room he had created for himself in Sookie's living room armoire while she had gone missing, which was, technically speaking, still his house, but he knew better than to continue using that as his resting place. His new area was not quite as

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[siswinchester]

As awesome as sex was, really, Dana was becoming increasingly sick of this damn hotel. She just wanted out. Wanted home. Well...her home was the Impala and being on the road, but still.

But it hardly mattered. Because at this point she hadn't run into another person in almost three days now. This hotel was so large and had so many floors and rooms, she'd been wandering aimlessly it seemed for forever.

Huffing, she wandered down a new stretch of hallway now, at least hoping to find something to eat, because like a certain new guest in a room in this hallway, Dana was hungry too. Just, not quite like him.

[bythe_northsea]

Eric caught the scent of a human immediately. His nose lifted slightly, he inhaled deeper, just to make sure. Oh, there was no doubt. There was a human lurking nearby, and Eric intended on making the best of it.

He approached the door and opened it carefully, slowly. No need to frighten whatever meal was wandering onto his path. He peered his head out and glanced up the hallway, then down, catching sight of a female form up ahead. A low, rumbling growl escaped his throat as the corner of his lips tugged into a smirk, fangs gleaming in the hotel light.

[siswinchester]

Feeling something prickle down her spine, her usual sense for something (usually bad) nearby, Dana turned to face the way she had just come. Pausing as she met a pair of dark eyes, she lifted a brow. It really had been a while since she ran into anyone, and it seemed like the hotel was going to pump her full of lust at just the sight of another male. It did help that he was really attractive.

"Well hello." She found herself purring, gaze flickering slowly down over him.

[bythe_northsea]

The velvet of her voice caught him by surprise. A brow perked, his gaze never leaving the form of her body, the curve of her hips. The tip of his tongue flicked against the tip of one fang, his lids heavy with desire. His mind, if it was not otherwise preoccupied, would have asked a logical question, such as, 'Where am I?' But logic was overruled with the hunger growing inside of him, both for blood and for sex.

"Mm," he replied, his voice low and rough. With the usual vampiric speed, he was standing in front of her in the blink of the mortal eye, his eyes washing over her body, spending particular time on the fullness of her breasts. He finally meets her own gaze. "Well, hello," he echoed with just as much of a purr.