Gabrielle waited. Her feet took her a little ways down the block, but not too far before she decided to cross the street and head along the other side. The bustling city crowd was about what one would expect this time of day. People going to and from work, visiting, and simply going about their business. However, since so many seemed to be keeping to themselves it was not too difficult to single someone out. Well, for someone like her anyway.<br/><br/>She waited, and it wasn’t long before she found who she wanted. His energy… it was him alright. The man from the club, he was following her. The closer he got the more intense his energy became, yet there was something else… Something she was not able to read quite clearly.<br/><br/>Having lived a long time, she has seen and been through a lot. It was not uncommon for people to catch on that she was not human. It was not uncommon, for those who didn’t, to follow behind her whenever she moved about the city, wherever she was at the time. She knew how to defend herself in ways that did not rely on fangs and fire. Humans were generally fools whenever they pulled out their weapons and tried to make demands. Idle threats that meant nothing to her, especially when she sent them home with more than a few bruises in most cases.<br/><br/>Gabrielle had a feeling her new stalker could very well be someone who was looking for an ‘easy’ woman. But even then, why would he risk being in a place where the preternatural world meets the one most humans were familiar with? He could be a hunter, she told herself. She was going back to previous thoughts, it could be nothing and she was just getting worked up. Past experiences had a habit of showing their scars after all. This could be nothing at all, and she would go back inside and rejoin Jake in no time.<br/><br/>But… but it was something, wasn’t it? That was why she was out here.<br/><br/>She waited. Soon, her waiting paid off and there he was.<br/><br/>The first thing she noticed were his features. It was more than just simple observation, rather there was something familiar that drew her to look at him closely. His energy was still calling to her; now that he was close, she could feel… desperation? Or… something else? Whatever it was she was certain it was innocent enough. Why was this man so familiar?<br/><br/>“You’ve been following me,” Gabrielle’s words were firm, deciding being direct was the best approach. “Did someone send you?” She tried to gauge if she had in fact seen him before. Perhaps he had purchased something from her sometime in the past? Had they made a trade? Did she owe him something? Whatever it was, she wasn’t actually certain that someone had send him. No, it was by his own volition that he was here before her now.<br/><br/>So, she waited. Patiently.