Light and Dark. Which is which?

[razerwing]

So far, another day had gone by without any incident. Delshyk, the strange being that he was, had been watching this girl for quite a while now. Nothing untoward had happened so far, but that was during the day. Night time was a totally different story. His almost inhumanly green eyes pierced through the dark, narrowing into slits as the girl walked down an empty street. Clad in a dark windbreaker, a black bandanna, and somewhat messy, short black hair, his pale skin was effectively blended into the night. Ah, clothes could be such a useful thing sometimes.

With a slight grin hidden by the black fabric, he hopped over the handrails of the fire escape, landing soundlessly on his feet, almost like a cat. Slowly and silently, he made his way down the street, using the cover of shadows to stay hidden from sight. The knife he drew was black and coarse, reflecting none of the streetlights. Just a few more feet and it would be showtime. Oh man, did he love the night.

 

[NotSoInnocentBlonde]

As Kerah walks down the street quickly, thinking she should have gone home earlier so as not to have been stuck out walking in the street after dark. She pulls her blue jean jacket tight against her, and folds her arms tight around herself as she keeps walking quickly, all of a sudden she stops, squinting at a street sign, trying to see which street she is on. "Ughhh" she sighs and turns down that street, as her dark black long hair whips out behind her in the wind, and she keeps walking.