Damian Keel was busy checking one locker after another choosing to busy himself towards the back of the locker room. This would give him more time to react to any intruders and possibly give him the element of surprise. All of the lockers that he had checked were locked down tight but this was not much of a deterrent to to man-beast. He simply ripped the doors open and in several instances, he ripped them off the hinges.<br/><br/><br/>A click of the door could be loudly as it echoed through the locker room. Damian stood silent for a moment listening as another person entered the locker room. With a silent snarl he crept silently through the darkness to peek around a row of lockers. The female was not a guard, that was apparent. He watched as she dug through a few lockers of her own before quickly finding what she was looking for then heading over to a mirror. She applied makeup, casually he might add. It wasn’t until she finished and the lights flickered before she noticed him.<br/><br/><br/>She slowly inched her way towards the exit as she spoke. Her words were most likely intended to keep his attention while she put distance between them. Vamps were a sneaky bunch without a doubt though he imagined anyone would want to put distance between themselves and he. He was buck naked and covered in blood. His feral posture probably made him appear somewhat insane.<br/><br/><br/>He listened to her talk while he looked her over. As far as vamps went, she was definitely attractive. He would go as far as saying that she was a good deal more than just attractive. “My fight is not with you.” Any other time the outcome would have been different. He would have killed her. Possibly before she even knew that he was there. For now, they shared a common enemy. They shared common goals. Escape.<br/><br/><br/>“Name’s Keel. You serious about rolling with me? We would have a better chance of getting out of here with two of us. Watch the door and I’ll get that shower you were talking about.” He started to turn for the showers then paused. “Unless of course you feeling the need for a shower too. The door could watch itself.”<br/><br/><br/>You would think that he would be more worried about escaping the showering with a mortal enemy but these were odd times and a wolf was a wolf. His kind typically thought with their genitals and he was very much a wolf. He didn't wait for an answer. He turned and went into the showers and turned it on. It was an open shower with many shower heads protruding from the wall.<br/><br/><br/>He wasn’t worried about being caught unaware. He would hear the click of the door latch easily with his enhanced hearing.