[Standing outside, near the blood shack, Yuuki lingers, alone, temporarily paused. Her tongue flicks out to lick her lips. The scents within a draw and temptation.
Blood tablets can suppress the cravings, but they only go so far. Since arriving she kept to herself for the most part. Particularly today, but she thought it safe to venture out under the cover of darkness when most would be in bed.
Fingers curling at her side, she draws a deep breath. She doesn't need blood she tells herself. Especially blood from unknown sources. But the temptation leaves her throat raw, feeling all but starved.
It's only when she notices the presence of someone else not all that far from her that she glances away from the blood bar.
...It's a mistake to linger here. Forcing her body to relax, she has to pass him in order to head back toward the direction of her apartment. As her silent footsteps draw nearer, she realizes from the corner of her eye that it's that man she spoke with privately upon her arrival.]