The atmosphere was nice and warm although he could hardly tell. The far table in the corner of the cafe' was just where he needed to be for now. It was away from the busy streets that were now his home. It was a bit of a sacturay that would sadly close just before midnight. And then he'd be kicked back onto the streets. Back into the mass of sleepless humans and recently learned vampires.

Jason found out the hard way that vampires roamed his home town. The hard way being one of them himself. It had been an accident the boy told himself over and over. Only an accident. This wasn't meant for him. No vampire trailed him and carefully planned his death. Whoever got him must have been drunk or dazed or just really bored. So the half Japanese half American was now half mortal and half vampire but he wasn't aware of that. All Jason knew was that sunlight hurt, he could smell heat, and hear a pin drop in the sewer below his feet.

So the Tres Chic was his current haven to let himself think. The muffin and cup of hot chocolate burnt a whole in his wallet so this was the only food until he began begging or picking up spare change. So he better make the most of it.

Dark eyes left his last meal for a moment to look around the cafe at the humans. He could smell their blood and practically see the blood running through the purple viens beneath their soft flesh. Wow...what an image. Shaking his head, Jason picked up his muffin and took a bite. It tasted funny but it was all he had. Washing it down with a swallow of chocolate he turned his attention to the window that looked out onto the still busy streets.

Were their other vampires out there?, Jason wondered to himself. And if there are...where are they?

Why was she following that damned cat? She didn't even like it! The bloody thing followed her around not vice versa. She cursed herself as she sauntered after it. Where was he going? This part of the city was all humans. She had already fed so why was he leading her into a buffet?

Suddenly the cat turned and strolled into what seemed to be a cafe. Her dark purple eyes scanned the building before she walked in. Humans all right. She smelled them and they saw her. Every one of them looked up as she walked into the building. It wasn't any surprise looking as she did. A long black cloak and black suit. She was a little creepy looking. Morganna looked away for the cat. He was headed towards the back of the cafe. She stopped suddenly. Wait a minute. She sensed something other than a human. Was it a vampire? She thought to herself once again following the cat.

(ooc: I really hate to do this and I guess it's my own fault for not actually putting this up but I was really hoping for someone playing amale character to join. If things are not different here than the other invisionfree sites I've been too then this will probably one on one and to be completely honest I am not very keen on rping with girl characters. I find it boring and In all honesty I'd probably abandon the board after a few days. It's just a me thing. Probably because I'm so into shounen ai and yaoi rping that females turn me off greatly. No offence to you or your character. I'm sure that you are a wonderfuk rper and your character is great but it does nothing for me. I'm sorry.

~~Angel~~ )

Tyr sauntered through the city, his thumbs twiddling against his pockets. Apart from the noise of a pebble being kicked along the pavement, little sound was made by his movement. He gazed absently upward, partly studying the skyscrapers, partly checking the sky for signs of rain. Should it rain, he would look dumb in his spaghetti-strap tank top, but ah well, he didn’t care. Looking forward he spotted the Tres Chic, the warm glow of the coffee house looking rather appeasing. Along with that, he smelled something rather nice… He recognized it as a crimson red substance, usually warm and rather tasty. The outer layer creamy and tanned, the beautiful scent belonged to… Jelly donuts!

Drawing his baby blue long coat closed, Tyr promptly entered the coffee house. He casually strode over to where the muffins were kept, and stood for a moment, examining each one. Scanning the house for any onlookers, he picked up the ‘perfect’ one, bringing it to his nose for a sniff. Grasping the muffin with both his hands, he fixated his gaze on someone in the far corner, enjoying a muffin and a drink. He stared at the boy for awhile, a glare of sorts, in an attempt to induce fear. Then, winding his hand back, he threw the muffin as hard as he could at the boy, yelling “Muffin fight!” as he did.

((I hath posted, MWAHAHAHA! Sorry for the shortness and the wait, unexpected family vacation.))

Jason had not noticed that the man had entered the little coffee shop. Sitting in his little corner Jason sipped his hot chocolate and nibbled on his muffin in peace. There was no reason for the boy to bother with anyone. All he wanted to do was eat his muffin in peace...however...something felt out of place. Jason could fear the stare at his back and it caused his to sit up right. Some one was watching him.

As he sat somewhat alert Jason could almost sense, feel, and hear everything that was about to play out. The vampire blood had given his senses a boost and he could tell exactly what was happening. He could smell the muffin the man had selected and could hear the switch and rubbing of his clothing as he brought his arm back. Even more strange Jason could hear his thoughts planning out when to throw and even before the words 'muffin fight' were spoken Jason was on the floor and watched the muffin sail over him to hit the wall.

Dark eyes shifted from the smuched muffin to his attacker and raised an eyebrow. "Was there any reason for that?" Jason asked it casually as if a boy knowing to dodge a muffin that was thrown at him from behind without him looking was completely normal.

A small frown formed on Tyr’s face as he watched his ‘victim’ dodge the muffin. He observed that nobody else had bothered to join in; they were still sitting around, giving him odd stares. He staved off the stares by glaring and baring his teeth only slightly, taking caution not to show his fangs. His attention turned back to the boy, who he was silently blaming for the failure of his muffin fight - he could’ve retaliated or *something*, but instead he just *had* to dodge… …!! The strangeness of the dodge suddenly hit him. He’d tried to be as silent as possible in his approach, yet the boy still noticed, and managed to dodge before the muffin could nail him. The first conclusion that came to his mind was, ‘Vampire…’ He’d smelled one here, along with the jelly donuts, but he’d doubted it was the boy. He seemed only vampire… ish. What was different?

Keeping his casual appearance despite his slight confusion, he pocketed his hands and walked over to the boy. Slowly, he raised his right hand to his eye-level, extending his index finger as he did. “The real question is, was there a reason for *this*…?” He then jab-poked the boy in the shoulder.

((OOC: I hate to interupt, but 'Freaks With Guitars', you haven't posted your character description. That's a MUST on this site. Please do that. As long as everything is in order, you can be approved and continue RPing as much as you want.

YOU WILL BE DELETED IF YOU DO NOT POST A CHARACTER DESCRIPTION.

I'd advise you to start checking the news area. Vanessa's last post said this, and it even had your name in bold, big letters.

Thank you.))

Eep! I'll get right to it.

(Let me know when you do it. I'm not going to post until then so you won't be tempted to post without a profile ^^)

((Posted!))