Calliope Sedant is what goes bump in the night. (the_redlady) wrote in utr_logs,
"We can share, of course." She grinned and swung her purse lightly, wondering where to go to get food. She just walked; Calliope had been hunting long enough that she just knew when a victim would come along. She could practically smell them, a certain tang to the blood. Kitt had smelled that way - he was just friends with the bitchiest and most flighty of deities. It had been just her luck.
She saw a guy a few corners down, a bit twitchy and nervous looking. It was like a stamp on his forehead that said "tourist". She nodded at Johanna, moving toward him. "Need help?"