Barely a sound could penetrate the hypnotic beauty of the music that night. The stars in the heavens above seemed to glimmer and gleam upon the sight of the ancient who stood in blissful silence. Her slender form was alluminated by the lustreous city lights and her amber eyes held within a deep thought. The Ave Vernum Concert Hall had been one of the few places she admired since she had arrived, her love for the arts brought her to this roof top almost every night after feeding.
A breeze swept over her combing back her ebony strands as she gave into a soft sigh. Slowly her gaze fell ... to a man who lay at her feet, he was unconcious, his neck bleeding slightly from the wound he had merited from her kiss. She recalled when she had found him at first, sitting on the edge of the building convienced life had done it's worst with him. Her head tilted slightly in curious thought as she wondered if she had just made his pain worse.
Quietly she pulled her robes around her and turned, looking to him one last time over her shoulder. Should I just kill him, she thought.
Napha stepped onto the roof pulling her coat closer to her skin letting out a quiet shiver. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself as she listened to the music that was played from the inside of the concert hall. She tilted her head slightly her long dark strands of hair falling to the side of her face. Napha narrowed her eyes as she spoted someone else on the rooftop. At first she didn't do anything until she saw a woman turn her gaze toward something on the ground.
When she saw someone laying on the floor she thought nothing of it. Napha pushed her hair out of her eyes and moved a little closer, letting out a gasp as she saw the man on the floor. She raced to the mans side looking down at him and turning her gaze toward the women. "What happened here? I..I mean, shouldn't you be getting some help?" She said trying not the stumble on her words out of pure shock at this scene.
There was a pause as the ancient looked to the girl, her face was pale and expressionless though she was slightly amused by the girls worries. 'He was worst off when I found him ... but yes ... he will be fine ... he's just sleeping.' As she talked she pulled at each gloved finger pulling off her gloves slowly revealing her cool white flesh. There was a pause as she looked to her hand then to the girl wondering if she found her odd with her robes and jewelry. Maybe she'll think I'm one of the actors, she thought as she recalled there was opera tonight.
She turned silently and looked to the man. 'If you think it is that serious ... then you may use my phone to call someone. But ... I've seen worse ... if you asked me I saved him.'
