Connor wasn't exactly himself. Jonesy and Leo had got used to his disparate personalities from extended exposure to him and he had many different personalities of a sort..........and as Jonesy would say all of them were dicks.<br/><br/>He had been confident in the quest for a place to call his own right up until he wasn't at which point the cocky confident side had been shoved aside for the cowering and peeing his pants child that lurked under the surface of the massive ego who held dominance most of the time. His psyche could handle this change most of the time with very little consequence.<br/>He didn't suffer from the usual multiple personality sub-type, as much as he had severe mood swings of lucid and highly deranged bouts of confidence. The lucid phases made him a quivering wreck and the deranged made him an almost unstoppable force even if it was in his own head.<br/>Malkavians had a reputation in kindred society for being crazy motherfuckers and Connor was no exception to the first part. Anyone who had ever met him eventually came to the opinion that he was indeed a crazy sonofabitch and it was a wonder that he had survived as long as he had. That wonder was called Jonesy and he was currently shouting at the entire bus to go a piss off..........literally.<br/>Connor hardly heard any of this however. His lucid state was currently losing against his own mind. The beast was blooming in his mind and shutting down all reason and control. Connor was unaware of this as he still worked under a complete lack of knowledge with regards to this side of himself. His previous instances of lack on control were completely veiled by heroic last stands and kung-fu skills un-imaginable outside of a Bruce Lee film.<br/>He looked over at Leo still sitting down next to him and she floated in his fast receding vision as if he was looking at her under a thin film of red liquid.<br/>Was he stoned?<br/>He wasn't sure what this feeling was. He'd been stoned before though not since becoming a badass vamp and this felt different. It was a rush yeah, but a different one. He could see the look of concern on Leo's face and that confused him. He frowned and his eyes narrowed. Was she a threat?<br/>He had to think about that, a strange sensation for Connor. Thinking came later, he was a man of action innit.<br/>What was going on. Was he tired? Why was he feeling so drowsy? Had he been drugged by one of the princes goons to take him out of the picture because they were afraid to fight him? Those baster.......That was his last thoughts as his consciousness receded into oblivion and he shut his eyes.<br/><br/>The beast opened it's eyes and instinct kicked in.<br/>It was cornered by two other Kindred. One was sitting next to it keeping him penned in while the other was quickly making its way towards it with a threatening gate about it's walk. The other creatures in this confined space were herd.........food. He needed that food and he would fight the other hunters if need be. If they got in his way he was prepared.....but first food.<br/>It lurched onto it's haunched and bared it's fangs at the girl before launching it's-self over the front seats and lurching for the bus doors and the man who was currently walking down the steps. The beast pounced on the man's back falling out of the bus with him and prepared to sink its fangs in.<br/>The over-riding directive. FOOOD!