Who: Jared Nomak & Annie Sawyer What: Haunting the halls of the Hyperion When: Night Where: Hyperion Rating: TBD but low Status: in progress As soon as the sun set the vampire exited his room, dressed in his baggy cargos and hoodie that concealed his frightening visage from view. Dressed in his manner he merely resembled a sickly youth wandering the halls of the old hotel. He had learned it was best to hide himself in plain view around humans. People often didn’t take well to monsters, even if they were on their side, but people never took well to anything was different then them. It was a proven fact. Plus you add in that Jared had a terrible history with others, it wasn’t surprising he chose to be alone.
Quietly he made his way down the hallway, his mind assaulted with kinds of thoughts that were mainly dark nature but none of any constructive value. To be perfectly honest he was lost. No, not in the literal sense, it was more in the sort of aimless or forlorn nature of once having a purpose then being drawn from the end of that purpose to an uncertain future. Spellbound in his own thoughts he didn’t notice his aimless wandering around the building was not a solitary one.