Monday March 30th 2009
Who: Nic and Candi What: Sniffing out a friend Where: Hallway someplace When: Morning Rating: PG
It was a frustrating admission, but Nic was getting very good at hiding. He hated that he had to lay low here, but he knew that it was not yet safe to be out and about. He had to stay out of sight, especially since he knew that Linc and his men were nearby and they would not hesitate in putting a bullet in him. So for now, he was trapped inside, letting frustrations bew in his own head and keeping to himself. There were many people that he passed in the hallways, all smelling in one way or another, and none of them drew his attention... until today.
A beautiful, blonde woman swished past Nic is a haze of golden hair and sauntering hips and limber legs, her scent carried on the air as she passed. He breathed her in, pausing in surprise and then turning around to look at her. She was coyote. It was overpowered by a stronger scent, a vampire's scent, but it was there nonetheless. "Nahual," he breathed, jogging to catch up with her and touching her arm to garner her attention. "You are coyote, yes?" His accent was obvious, spanish. "Also I am as well. We are the same." He actually smiled, pleased by this discovery.