Who: Zoe & Open (Don't ask, Just jump in) Where: Outside Sweet Temptations What: Arrival When: Current (During snow storm) Rating: Low
Zoe had just freshly compelled her last group of new friends that she intended to use for blood bags and entertainment back in her apartment she kept in Las Vegas as her base when she wasn't traveling. It had been a good night at the casino. Strong drinks paid for by mindless, rich men that didn't need to be compelled simply because they hoped to get laid by getting a beautiful woman drunk.
Little did they know that she was truly using them. She wore a rather simple and sexy white dress that the not so gentlemen salivating after her. She had let them go ahead of her off the elevator but before they could turn to escort her down the hall to her door, she had disappeared.
The next thing Zoe knew, she was standing in the middle of a road, in a snow storm in some tropical place with only her scarf and purse on her person. "What in the mother fucking hell just happened?" she said aloud as she glared around to see if she recognized the area, shivering as the human in her struggled against the cold, but the vampire side luckily kept her from feeling the cold too badly. Glaring, she cursed the only thing that she could think it be. "Witches. My money is on fucking witches..."
As the snow began to affect her meager clothes, she began walking towards the closest form of shelter. Zoe threw the door open, not caring, simply because she was pissed, and hungry because she was counting on that blood, and looked around. The smile that came to her lips was hard to suppress. Of all the places for her to seek safety from the elements, it would be a whorehouse. Her amusement was obvious as she looked around. While she wouldn't use the services personally, she would definitely find herself hanging out there just to see the kind of people that might come in.
"Interesting...Interesting..." she murmured, looking around curiously.