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Selene (bulletsandblood) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Selene wanted to get this over with.

Sure, it was daylight, but could it really be called that when it seemed determined to rain all day? The clouds and rain brought a little relief to her, actually, as they meant there was no pesky sunlight to bother her and remind her that she should be strictly nocturnal. Rain also meant her tracks were more easily covered. It would be a good day for hunting, were there proper prey for her to hunt.

She had spent most of the night roaming the forest in search of creatures to kill and chastising herself for becoming so reliant on synthetic blood. Vampires had hunted for well over a thousand years and now, with modern advancements, they had been spoiled. She blamed part of her trouble on the terrain and part on not being used to senses that were cranked up a notch. Some time around 3am she managed to catch a rabbit and though there had been barely enough to make the hunger pains go away it was still fresh blood. She slept, curled up under the cover of some thick bushes, and when she awoke only a few hours later there was something strapped to her left wrist. How the hell they managed to sneak up on her, let alone stick a watch on her wrist without her waking, was beyond her.

So there she was, stalking to the Carnival with her journal tucked safely in her coat to stay dry, intent on getting this strange task done so she could return to looking for food. The Doctor seemed to somewhat offer help if she needed it but that felt beneath the vampire. She didn't care if she had to kill a dozen rabbits, she would manage fine on her own. The first thing she noticed was how eerie it felt, like the forest had for a time the evening before. It made her shoulders tense and she glanced at the watch strapped rather tightly to her wrist. It was time. Part of her was hoping there was simply a box to stick the stupid surveys in and then she could be on her way. It wasn't necessarily fear, but whoever or whatever was in charge of this place unsettled her. While she liked to fight back as much as everyone else in this place? Someone who could easily manhandle a vampire made her worry, and she had no desire to die any time soon.