Who: Jared Nomak [Open] What: Jared wanders the halls When: Early Night Where: Hyperion Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete Jared didn’t like change. Change only seemed to add to his anxiety in the place he now called home. There were new people moving into the Hyperion, most of them didn’t bother him but it was the fact that one of them was a vampire. Everyone knew the vampire’s view on his own kind, as he used them mainly as his food source and often spoke with venom when referring to them. The very thought of another moving in, even a ‘good’ one, set his virus-infected nerves on fire.
But for once he didn’t rant like a madman on his unhappiness, though he was terribly so, instead he unhealthy bottled it up and wandered the halls of the old hotel in utter silence. Jared often found when he wasn’t killing vampires that continuous movement, walking and pacing for examples, helped to keep his mind off the pain though at times not even that could stop his agony. For now it was a dull ache in his skull as he moved down the hallway to destination unknown.