Thread: Rachel [Katon & Zenia]

Charging towards her his plan worked brilliantly, he bag slipped straight from her arm and now all that was left to do was to continue away to safety. Snatching the bag threw the poor woman off balance, luckily she had been wearing her high heels all day and counter balanced her self beautifully. Unfortunately she had used his weight to push her self back up and subsequently grabbed hold of his shirt and grasped his pendant at the same time. He felt her nails drag across his chest slightly as he continued to run a full flight. Not looking back he continued to run, clutching the bag as he did. Running past a few people he hopped that they had not seen him carrying a ladies hand bag. Viktor reached the park unnoticed by and one walking home from work. He had arrived at the park. It was a large area, filled with trees ponds large areas of grass and winding foot paths between the trees and gardens. Viktor entered through the western entrance of the park, he needed to cross the park to get to work so a quick bite on the way to work wasnt any inconvenience. Walking to try and appear normal he feels his chest where the womans nails dragged across him, they have left 4 neat red lines across his chest, more worrying though is that Viktors pendant is no where to be seen. Smiling that he now has a reason with out doubt to find this woman he walks some more, looking through her bag as he does. She carried quite a lot of money considering she was probably only a waitress. As suspected her bag contained many forms of ID, he now knew where she lived. Pushing thoughts of her he was beginning to feel light headed. Vampires need to feed daily but Viktor always held back the thirst, he most he could do was 2 days without feeding but he was always trying to push his stamina. It wasnt long before he found a Homeless person, settling in for the night lying under an arched bridge over a small stream. Same old same old for Viktor, he entered under the bridge and brought out some money from his pocket. He always played the concerned citizen, offering money to the homeless man. Soon as the man reach out for it Viktor would pounce on the man, the need to feed always boosted his strength just long enough to pin his victims down, soon as they were losing a lot of blood they always gave up the fight. Draining the poor man of pretty much all of his blood it was apparent the man would never recover and slipped away into a coma then death. Moving out from under the bridge Viktor wipes his mouth and continues walking towards the industrial part of town, a few miles south of the Park. Work proceeds as normal and he is finished by 4am and its thankfully still dark. All he does in the warehouse is pack boxes and then stack them. No one he works with speaks English, Viktor doesnt mind though his mind is more focused on this woman. Returning back home to his apartment, curtains still drawn as always Viktor does something he doesnt usually do, he cleans up. Attempting to make the place look as if it was inhabitable and less like a cell. Sitting back in his arm chair he watches as the sun rises up and looks through a phone book matching the womans name and address to a number, ready t o call her at a more sociable time in the morning.