Re: Between the DJ's Booth & the Bar, KING (Open)
Drake sensed the anger, rolling off him like torrential waves. No matter how he tried to cover it, Drake knew. "Well, I'll make sure the next one's a bit more... personal. I'll be sure to deliver Whistler with a bow." There was a dark chuckle from him as he looked over the crowd of gyrating bodies.
"Oh, I'm sure there will be some hard feelings rather soon King." He turned, his eyes pinning the hunter. "My business with the two of you is nowhere near over. Your little display in the park a few days ago was... sweet." His afngs clearly showed as he spoke. "Though I am curious, just how sweet will her blood taste. Perhaps you know."