Who: LaCroix & Alessa What: Second meeting of Alessa and LaCroix When: Evening Where: Out and About Rating: TBD but low LaCroix had gone to work like usual though there was hardly anything usual about what was going on around him. The last few nights it had been quiet as a grave in the station, no phonecalls and no other soul to join the pallid faced Roman. They had all either been killed, died from disease or outright abandoned their jobs to pray for their own salvation. He never put much stock in religion though it appeared the Bible story of the end was coming true, he still did not pray or ask for anything from God. God hadn’t really done that much to help him in his nearly two thousand years of existence, so he didn’t think he would help him much now.
Finished for the evening he stepped out into the warm air, his leather trench coat draped across his arm. The vampire was in his familiar raiment of black with silver buttons down the front of his jacket with matching cufflinks. His shirt beneath was pulled snugly against his neck just so it could be decorated with a silver sword pin. Seeing Alessa he offered the slightest smile though it never reached his eyes “I see your escape was successful.”