Nevaris was waiting. He stood when he gathered the balance he needed and began to slowly traverse towards the presence he knew was coming for him. Slowly as his very presence screamed darkness. Screamed run and hide if you fear for your life. He walked slowly. He knew they would encounter each other soon enough. Darkness seemed to seep inwards trying to touch him. He sensed and saw the mortal humans running away. They seemed to keep their gaze adverted. He didn't care either way. He stopped and waited as a mysterious wind picked up and began to whip his hair around. A cop approached him yelling some bullshit about not wearing a shirt in public. He sent him a whithering look. "The trivality of your statement merely bores me." He bares fangs much longer than a normal vampires. "I'd go away if you value your life. I'm a bit hungry after my appearance in your world." He says in a vampiric tone. The man dropped his gun and ran off. He retracted his fangs. Looking at the gun in modest interest. "Such interesting toys the mortals created in the time I've been away." He looked ahead. "Come closer child." He says. She would be able to hear his voice clear as if they were but a few feet away. "I need your assistance. A place to stay."