WHO: Drifter, Keara, and open to Aden WHAT: Dead body discovered WHEN: 8/27; around 11pm. WHERE: College campus parking lot RATING: Likely High...it's Drifter.
With a soft sigh Drifter looked on; a puff of smoke escaping his lips as the vampire took another drag from his cigarette. The red and blue flashing lights had drawn the attention of the undead musician. Yet as he looked on at the frenzy of cops and coeds milling about the campus parking lot Jeremiah just felt bored. The body had been discovered just a few hours ago; another one of his countless victims. In all honesty Jeremiah had just swung by the college to drop off his little song bird, but seeing the commotion piqued his curiosity. Sadly instead of finding something of interest the vamp just lazily watched as the police started to tape off the area.
For decades he had been feeding off the human population now, leaving countless corpses in his wake. For all that though Drifter never once felt even an ounce of regret, much less any remorse or guilt. With few exceptions he counted the majority of the mortal population as little more than cattle, and the dead girl laying out in the parking lot had been just a means to sate his unquenchable blood lust. As another drag of smoke was taken at last as the vampire found himself bored of watching the police putter about. He was just about to turn and head back to his motorcycle, yet something out of place caught his attention. There by the body he spotted a woman, whose hair was colorful indeed. Those enhanced senses of his came in quite handily as Jeremiah studied her from a distance. Such an odd thing she was yet clearly the woman was a cop too. With the slightest arch of his eyebrow Drifter looked on, wondering if there might be more to the woman that meets the eye.
He made no effort to draw any nearer, nor did he try to leave either. Instead the man in the leather jacket just stood there in the shadows, smoking and silently looking on as the crowd of coeds started coming out to see what all the fuss was about. With a smile, hidden behind the hand holding a cigarette, he listened to the cries from a student who saw her dead friend. Such a heart wrenching sound to be sure, and one that almost brought on a full chuckle. Still Jeremiah managed to hold his tongue, and continued to look on from his safe distance. Maybe tonight wouldn't be as boring as he initially feared...