Arciel kicked gravel off the edge of the roof idly. She was alone, the moon was bright, the city hummed with activity below her, and she was<span style="font-style: italic">hungry</span>. Even after she had trolled the clubs for suckers and horny fools, nothing had really presented itself. Her stomach did not growl, but her limbs trembled and her fangs felt sharp, unretractable as she paced the rooftop. Below her the club bounced with energy. Ciel begrudged them their carefree energy with a low, disdainful snort.<br/><br/>It wasn't her fault that she'd had little time to feed, or do anything really. Thanks to the commotion around the streets Ciel was working overtime. She'd had to clean up the mess of the ones who had been slaughtered, trying to cover the graffiti and the bodies with the same fevered determination. Crazy vigilante, mowing down her kind left and right. Didn't anyone believe in equal rights?<br/><br/>Then again, Ciel reckoned that most people didn't believe that vampires existed in general. Hard to get them to picket for something they didn't know existed.<br/><br/>She shrugged her shoulders to the moon. It had worked in college, anyway, getting people to rally passionately for Malaysian earth worms or something equally ridiculous. It was harder the older she was getting, she found, to relate to people in those terms. She'd only just been a freshman herself when...<br/><br/>Ciel shook herself, hearing the telltale thumping of feet rushing across rooftops. As the sound reached her ears, her cell phone buzzed with a message.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">At it again, more tags on Jennings and 5th. Gotta find this guy soon.</span>"<br/><br/>"Jennings and 5th?" Ciel frowned into her screen, looking up and squinting as if she could see the street signs from her perch. "Isn't that just a few blocks from here?"<br/><br/>The thumping of running feet grew louder, and Ciel stepped back into the shadows out of habit. Could this be her vigilante at last? With a flick of her wrist she had pulled the hood of her vest up, hiding her face in darkness. She crouched, staring out where the sound was coming from, and waited.