Post by tara on Mar 1, 2007 19:36:44 GMT -5
I had arrived in Los Angeles about ten minutes earlier and I felt I needed a drink before I was to start killing again. I hadn't drank in about three days and i was becoming weak. I needed blood, and though I didn't like to kill, I would find someone drunk enough and drink their blood, though not kill them. I had gained all the control I needed to drink and not kill a person, leaving them with just enough blood to live and be able to walk. They would feel like they were on a high from a drug.
I walked into the club that seemed like one that teens would like to hang out at and I found a seat in a dark corner and put on a face that would make human boys or men think that i was available and willing. I waited for someone to aproach me, whether they actually be human or they be some other race that wanted to speak to me about something, though i didn't know what anyone would want to talk to me about. But i did know that there was a possiblity that someone around here may have heard of me, I found it a little doubtful.
I sat and waited, looking around the room.
I walked into the club that seemed like one that teens would like to hang out at and I found a seat in a dark corner and put on a face that would make human boys or men think that i was available and willing. I waited for someone to aproach me, whether they actually be human or they be some other race that wanted to speak to me about something, though i didn't know what anyone would want to talk to me about. But i did know that there was a possiblity that someone around here may have heard of me, I found it a little doubtful.
I sat and waited, looking around the room.
