Ethan "Zwitch" Frost (zwitch) wrote in justasandbox, @ 2014-12-05 09:17:00 |
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The steady beat of the music was bliss to the young vampire's ears as he sat in the private area of the club his father owned. Tonight, there were plenty of people in attendence. Some vampires, others familiars. There was even the stray human here and there that had nothing to do with the particular scene. No doubt most of them would be fed on or turned by the end of the night. Not that Zwitch would be too torn up about that. It was the nature of the cycle and there wasn't anything he could do to change it. A random flunky that was laying across his lap got pushed aside as Zwitch rose to his feet. That burning hunger was gnawing at him steadily further now, tickling at his fangs. He could use one of the familiars that belong to their house, sure; but that went against his beliefs. After all, his other parent had started out as that - still was that technically. Zwitch easily moved through the crowd of people that moved to the music and exited the nightclub into one of the side alleys. He sensed someone was following him as he stepped midway into the alley. Judging by the smell, Zwitch knew it wasn't his girl. Which was good because he was teetering the edge to snap. He glanced behind him to see the person coming out the door, a dark look lingering in his eyes as he listened to the thump, thump of their heart. "Can I help you?" |