The night was unpleasently warm for the knight of the Dark Court. He hated the mortal realm, almost as much as he dispised the fey of the Bright Court. He curled his lip in disgust at the thought of the scantily clad Summer Children, the humans who had decided to stay with his loathsome cousins. The only thing that made the Bright Fey and the humans bearable was that they could be tortured so easily. It was hilarious to watch the humans try to stop themselves from gulping down the drinks even when they felt sick with the richness of it. Humans could not tolerate the food made for Fey.<br/><br/>He was standing now in a pair of black jeans and dark tee shirt with a crimson owl dripping down the front, disguised by his glamour. His face was much softer than it would normally have been, but his cheek bones were still prominant, and his hair was dark and luscious, like silk that cascaded to his shoulders. He was a little taller than the other humans here, at this party, about six foot three. The drinks were flowing freely and the bodies were already dancing with the easy sway of drunkeness. They would be so easy to take back to Court...too easy.<br/><br/>He did not want to simply take someone and bring them to Court. That was no fun. He wanted the hunt, the thrill of finding someone reluctant, of persuading them to come with him...<br/>"Heeeey, Kyle...! Come dance with uuuuss!" a girl called, dancing in a low shirt that barely contained her breasts. She reeked of alcohol and sweat, and her hair hung in limp strands around her face, leaving her heavily make uped face clear as day. He held back his grimace.<br/>"No thanks, Claire." he said coolly. "I'm waiting for someone to get here."<br/>She gave a pout and looked for all the world like a constipated racoon.<br/>"Well, fine: there are plenty of other guys who'll dance with me!"<br/>The blonde stomped away, leading a man who was not her date by the arm.<br/><br/>'Kyle' as he was called here, leaned up against a tree, feeling the bark of the tree digging into his back.<br/>"Come on, my pretty little pet...Where are you...?" he murmured softly, gazing into the darkness where more kids were beginning arrive for the festivities.