Soon the coolness returned to her skin revealing to her the news of the disappearing sun. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she began to move through the building it was time to feed again. It was only an hour or so after dusk so the night had just begun and she was more then ready to feed. The most common way to feed and to feed successfully was to use what no longer lived, her body. Her eyes scanned over her frame as she had accumulated a few different attires over the years. tonight seemed like the rugged type of look. Almost as if she were looking for trouble or just to feel out of place. The woman here all wore the same colors and were almost all the exact same looking at least to her. But her with her short hair and black pants and black vest to match with a tank underneath she attracted a bit of eye attention. But it was like being a beautiful flower with a poisonous pollen to kill the bee. And the bees swarmed and moved all around her as she walked into the oh so familiar scene. It was a local place of bar and food  where the usual's all stayed and where the newest members stuck to themselves. She liked to go after the outsiders less issues and suspicions from the locals. A man sat at the bar who she now sat next to as she stirred a drink lightly with her finger, ever so often her golden eyes on him inviting him with ever bat of her lashes.<br/><br/>Not even an hour later Nebi held her soon to be kill inches from her fangs, just barely touching the flesh. He was drunk from liquor and so clung to her but she handled him with ease with her vamperic strength. It was the only thing about being undead that bothered her greatly she could handle the living with such ease, it was disgusting. A slight tremble rocked through her she closed her eyes as the feeling coursed through her. She swallowed hard it was a powerful vampire she was unsure of who or what type of vampire it was but it meant for her to be careful. But in the end she would seek them out, even a glance would do. And so her fangs swept into the humans flesh making him gasp for air as he clung to her. Her grip nothing more then a feathery touch against her hard granite skin. She bled him dry till his eyes rolled back and his breathing cease her lips covered in crimson blood. licking away the blood of her victim as his lifeless corpse tainted the ground. She was on the rooftop in a matter of seconds as she looked over the small town her eyes looking for something the screamed undead it wasn't that heard to spot what didn't belong. Her hair moved gently in the heated air, her cheeks flooded with the blood of her kill her body ready for defense.