Post by Devon Parker on Dec 25, 2008 18:29:21 GMT -5
Subways in New York were disgusting, to put it quite plainly. They were full of trash, slime, and grime, and that was just the people. Still, the subway reminded Devon dimly of the Underground, and while he and his homeland had a mutual loathing of each other, the vampire still performed best in certain comfort zones.
He was out hunting for his favorite prey. Anna was probably still in his flat, maybe sleeping, maybe training. He didn't really know; he also didn't really care. The Brit wanted to maintain some distance. Attractive as the young vampire might be, Devon knew where this might lead, and right now he just wanted to do what he had come to this ridiculous country to do.
The subways, dark, dank and cavelike, were a magnet for freeloading vampires. It was the perfect place to hunt humans... and the perfect place to hunt the hunters. They had better be ready; they were about to become prey.
He was out hunting for his favorite prey. Anna was probably still in his flat, maybe sleeping, maybe training. He didn't really know; he also didn't really care. The Brit wanted to maintain some distance. Attractive as the young vampire might be, Devon knew where this might lead, and right now he just wanted to do what he had come to this ridiculous country to do.
The subways, dark, dank and cavelike, were a magnet for freeloading vampires. It was the perfect place to hunt humans... and the perfect place to hunt the hunters. They had better be ready; they were about to become prey.
