Her body screams in anger, causing a quick jolt up her spine, tensing her fingertips around the trinket. Her teeth chatter as a rush of information fed way by the material good. He was a monster as well; possibly more than her own ragged soul.<br/><br/>Still a vague familiarity reverberated within her.<br/><br/>He was not to be fed from. Not without dire consequences. There is no feeding from another; not if you wish to walk away.<br/><br/>Unbreakable bonds. Scary, eh?<br/><br/>Been there, done that. Many, many moons ago, and look where she is now...on a damnable sidewalk in the cold looking for a meal.<br/><br/>Her body again shakes as her senses clear, her nose tips upward and she sniffs the air, the stormy frozen flakes falling heavier now. A human, behind her, reeking of overconfidence and cigarettes. He'd<br/>have to do.<br/><br/>She clears her throat, stepping back, releasing him, her cold fingers tucking the pocket watch into her jeans pocket again. A part of her collection, indeed.<br/><br/>She blinks as her head tilts upward, eyes opening wide to stare into his own, smiling sweetly. "Thank you, sir...". She turns on her heel, shaking her boots as tendrils of her shadow try to cling yet, whispering to herself. A simple command, and one that will hopefully go undetected. Her minions abide their calling, tapering around his own boots. They will watch the beast. Every move.<br/><br/>She grumbles now, irritated at what options are left; the couple now giggling and cuddling as they pass by the nasty human who watches and then herself and her newly thieved find. Her head shakes, irritated by the pair, if only they knew.<br/><br/>She blinks slowly, grinning at the watcher, her fingertips pulling into her tangled hair to smooth it. He winks at her, obviously thinking what the dark man does, that she is nothing more than a seller of her body. If only it were that simple; lust is death without love, yes?<br/><br/>She almost sashays towards the watcher, snagging his forearm, her nails digging into his flesh. Enough dillying about, time to eat before she hits the ground. Literally.<br/><br/>His breaths heavy and rasped, she inhales sharply as she quickly escorts him down a nearby alley. He even gives a hefty thumbs up to the dark man.<br/><br/>Fool thinks he is getting a bit of fun this night.<br/><br/>Won't he be surprised....