WHO: Claude Sterling and Ariel Moore WHAT: Meeting, taking a walk. WHEN: After this WHERE: Room 504 then wherever the night leads them. STATUS: Closed, in progress. RATING: Medium, may be blood.
Claude had been coping fairly well with the whole "being trapped in a dollhouse" thing but it still annoyed him that every goddamn thing had garlic in it and that he had to share..feeders. It was incredibly annoying to find bite marks that weren't his from another vampire on a human.
When he found the blonde girl named Ariel, he knew this would be his chance to find someone he could really sink his teeth into, though he knew Alexander would be pissed. Though from the looks of the things Raven had said, he was pretty sure Alexander wouldn't even remember it if they somehow got out, so he was going to do things his way.
After a rather entertaining conversation with Ariel, he made sure his appearance was near perfection. There were black flames tattooed all around his wrist and he wore a few chain necklaces with a slim-fit black tank top paired with slightly loose skinny jeans and his combat boots. He was attractive but rebellious and slightly intimidating. All it would take was a steady gaze in her eyes and she'd be in a daze, a perfect moment for him to strike.
He swept his hair over one eye and left his room finally, going one floor up and finding her room. Knocking on the door, he waited patiently for her to open. Once she answered, he presented himself with a pleased smirk on his face. "I'm guessing you're Ariel, hm?"