Kyla
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 12, 2011
- Location
- Middle of Nowhere, Ohio
Alex sighed to himself, brushing a hand through his jet black messy hair. It was a cold December night, only a few weeks away from Christmas. The snow fell irreverently, collecting on the ground beside the shops. It was a busy evening, the moon high and shining brightly in the sky. He left his hands in his khaki coloured trench coat, a pair of tightly fitting jeans peaking out from under the coat. The coat was long enough to reach down to his knees, a pair of black converse fit on his feet. His eyes were almost a black onyx, although people assumed them to be brown. But they were wrong. Alex searched through the crowds, wanting to find a fitting victim, or slave rather. He appeared to be no older than twenty, although he was probably about one hundred and nineteen by now. Alex wasn't human, nor vampire. His eyes scanned through the multitudes of people, but he appeared to be of no wrongdoing. His hair was long, just shy of his shoulders. It was casually brushed off to one side. Alex was beginning to get impatient, it had been a few hours of lingering on a few streets and still no lucky victim. He leaned up against the bricks of a non-specific novelty building. Alex coughed, inconspicuously to the others. He was capable of many things, taking a human was one of those things, and it would be easily achieved.