Night Out On The Town *OPEN*

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What was Adelaide thinking about coming out tonight? In a dress no doubt? Well it wasn't exactly her fault. She been on her way home from having a drink with an older man. She was quite lucky because she hadn't reached the drinking age, and well the man had provided a fake ID and all for her to drink with him. The man seemed nice, but what she was going to do with him? He would probably just treat her as if she was a trophy, considering that's what most people saw her as sometimes. If they were of the supernatural world that was. Just a small young human, trying to find her way in life and to see these men coo over her like a child seemed silly to say the least. Where was the world coming to?

She didn't bother asking herself as she walked down the sidewalk in hope of not falling on her ass or freezing in these temperatures of New York. They were terrible and it didn't help much that she had a thin layer of tights on to keep her legs from freezing completely, but it didn't seem to work as she dodged most of the people walking around her. She couldn't see how the other women did it with high heels an no tights or anything in these cold temperatures. She was glad to have something to cover her small form. Otherwise she'd probably be in an apartment, where the temperature was steamy hot, to the point of making her sweat, but of course, those days were over when she was no longer a slave to a were-creature. She disliked those days and couldn't understand how people could do that. Especially since she had her own life, but not a very good one to say the least.

Her best luck was just getting home or the hopes of someone to be kind enough to think she was cute enough to take to their home. Not that she was truly bothered, but she wasn't a complete whore when it came to that. Men just happened to find her attractive compared to most women, who were either to large, or to skinny, or mouthy or whatever you wanted to describe. Adelaide, was well, quiet, small in size, very soft spoken, and someone who loved to run. Which usually meant she was easily paced against those out of shaped. But that didn't stop her from enjoying a night on the town. If you called it enjoyable. . .

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POST STATUS: FINISHED
TEMPLATE CREDIT: MOI
GRAPHIC CREDIT: MOI
LYRICS CREDIT: 3OH!3
COSTARRING: OPEN
TAKING PLACE: THE STREETS
WORD COUNT: 420
OUTFIT:HERE
NOTES:
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[serasalcaste]

Hiro walked slowly down the streets, thought his pace was a tad bit swifter than the average human. He wasn't necessarily in any sort of real hurry, going along with a rather leisurely stride and his hands tucked away into his coat's pockets. It was a longer, dark overcoat of a wool blend that hugged his figure and had a thin but warm liner. Though he wasn't one to particularly dislike the cold, he wore it mainly for looks and because he wanted to keep his lady happier. But his girl was currently at work, soon to get off a shift, and the vampire had merely stepped out for a short while to smoke a fag and wander about, clearing his head of many thoughts.

It was then that he spotted a peculiar creature walking down the street. She was alone, and by look of it, mildly nervous. Hiro lifted his nose to the light night air and soon realized she was very much a human. He soon wondered why a pretty, human girl should be prowling the streets alone and in such terribly chilly attire. Stopping in his tracks, Hiro gazed up at the night moon for a moment, deciding to let the girl pass him by before he might strike up a conversation. Aside from a few others across the street, the two were the only one out there in the moment. Hiro noticed how his breath failed to make puffs of steam before his face like anyone else out in the cold night. Perhaps it was odd enough for this girl walking past to notice. However, thankfully, he wore his amber contacts that hid his blood red eyes and his fangs hadn't yet grown out.

"Its heaps chilly to be out here with nothing but a dress on, wouldn't you say miss?" Hiro commented lightly as she almost passed him by. "Unless you fancy it of course." His english accent was brilliant and his words rolled off his tongue with a soothing, kind way about it. As he turned to face the girl, he wore a smile on his inhumanly perfect face. Everything about the man was all too handsome to be human. His hair was a jet black and his bangs hung delicately over an eye. His posture and stance was proper and his smile as real as it was perhaps inviting. Without even trying, Hiro would appear beautiful and near seductive to any girl. A curse of being a vampire.

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