User:	truesin_rpg (posted by truesin_npc)
Date:	2009-09-25 11:56
Subject:	Shadows
Security:	Public

It's a wonder there aren't more attacks in the middle of the night on college campuses. What cold-blooded vampire wouldn't relish the thought of tucking away in the shadows, just waiting for the prettiest co-ed to saunter her way out of class for the night, only to have himself young and incredibly tasty meal.

Who cares if the Sherrif frowns upon that sort of thing? We have fangs, dammit, and I know of at least one vampire who plans on using his. I didn't become a vampire to spend my entire life sitting around in some dark den sipping bitter liquid from a glass bottle. I had enough of that when I was in college.

University of Chicago is my favorite -- plenty of places to hide. Lots of trees and bushes, not to mention the shadows provided to me by the buildings. I suppose I could just wander about, make the co-eds think I'm a faculty member or something -- I do have the look. It would be so easy for me to just sit on a bench in front of the library, let the Chicago wind ruffle my hair and make like I'm ... I dunno, Professor Jensen or some bullshit like that.

But I can't. I just love the thrill of the hunt too much. My heart hasn't beat in almost 30 years, but every time I close in on a kill, I swear I can hear it thumping away in my ears again. The rush is impossible to describe, and even harder to ignore.

( Advantage: Me )




[Submitted by Jeff.]

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