<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Perish-2.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Scott Vivinichi<br/>20<br/>Vampire<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/zi-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Logan Brice<br/>25<br/>Werewolf (feral)<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Logan was PISSED. Okay he was very much beyond pissed. His PROPERTY and his WOMAN just dumped him and skipped outta town. That just did not sit well with him. He had no idea where to start looking for her. Yet he would not rest until he had what belong to HIM and was HIS back in his possession. Yeah...he was just kookoo like that.</span><br/><br/>Scott heard a car pull into the apartment complex's driveway. He wondered who was moving in next door. He had heard that someone had finally bought the apartment next to his. He may be the twin brother of the apartment owner's but he was still paying her rent. He didn't feel right not doing so. Though his sister often protested and tried to convince him otherwise. He sat on the balcony that had chairs on the sides. Looking at the woman as she set her box down and decided to go over and greet her. He stayed a respectful distance from her. He smiled and greeted her warmly. His Italian accent was exotic and sensual while filled with a genuine kindness. "Hello miss. My name is Scott Vivinichi. If I can do anything to assist you...please let me know. I will gladly do whatever I can to help you." He stayed where he was though as instinct told him she would not be comfortable with his closing any more distance between them.