Mihnea silently led the way, flitting through the night faster than any normal bat would. His only comment to Rebecca's jibe as to his his shifting was supposed to be impressive was a squeak that said, //I'd like to see you try it,//.?
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It was odd to him that there were vampires that did not shift, but fascinating as well for their blood must be different...An interesting thing to taste, and he was interested...not to mention Rebecca was a pretty one.
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Taking his mind from more pleasant matters, he focused on the hunt and on the other vampire he'd tracked earlier. Lines had to be drawn right now. Once he discovered the prey he hung back several blocks, just listening, deciding what he'd do next. They were talking of him...and his father...without knowing it. How very cute...charming even. Now he had to decide...a show down or something ,more subtle.
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Subtle wasn't normally his thing...unless it was politics and as these vampires were different, and not under his rule, it was politics after all. Sighing he turned away and headed back toward where they had come, shifting into mist then into himself several blocks from the house where Felix and the rest were.
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"I decided to play it subtle," he explained to Rebecca.
"Perhaps you would call it playing nice," he suggested.
Well perhaps she would and perhaps she wouldn't.
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed.
I get along with the voices inside of my head.
Kat