George made his way through the streets as unseen as usual. In the waking hours the daylight tended to reveal his true self anyway, and having those toys run away before he could play was no fun at all. Though recently there was little in his way of fun as it were. The denizens of this... Hunter's Crawl, were smarter than the simple minded normals of his old city.<span style="font-style: italic">'I wonder how the gang is doing, burning I suppose. Lucky lads they are, for now.'</span>He finished the thought grinning to himself.<br/><br/>Nothing was happening in the streets that interested him. No muggings, no accidents, not a single injury.<span style="font-style: italic">'Not a single bloody form of entertainment out here. May as well try the clubs. Maybe those north-side pups will bring some pleasure.'</span>Now decided on his course of action, he glided towards the only entrance he knew. Grabbing onto the power-line with his ethereal hand his form vanished, consciousness flying threw the line and re-appearing within the Blue Moon club.<span style="font-style: italic">'Never get tired of that. Trick would have been helpful during those bank jobs.'</span><br/><br/>The club was very much what he expected. The wolf-men/women never seemed to disappoint in their activities. Anxious to begin though, George began searching the crowd for interesting instances. Finally one caught his eye after a few minutes. A couple, man and woman, on the dance floor dancing rather closely together, their lack of clothing not hindering their fluid motions into each other with the beat of the music.<span style="font-style: italic">'Now then, time to bring some fun to this place'</span><br/><br/>Unseen, the wraith flew towards the couple, but instead of latching onto one of them, he possessed another, a rather tall fellow who looked to have strong arms. Taking over his mind was never an easy feet, but he didn't need to be in for long. Working the man's body, he walked unsteadily over towards the couple, grabbed the woman's hair back and laid a powerful punch into the mans face. Satisfied he quickly left his host and watched the fun unfold.<br/><br/>Barely able to contain his laughter, George watched as the man quickly retaliated to the unlucky tall ones misfortune.<span style="font-style: italic">'Oh sweet lord, he looked like he'd put up a better fight than that, oh the poor sorry lad!</span>The poor wolf-man was laid out on the floor quite quickly.<br/><br/>George was unable to continue his fun for the night however, as his attention was drifted towards the large wolf bursting from the door and out of the club.<span style="font-style: italic">'Well what do we have here. The pup's wee alpha runnin' away from his pack. This night may prove more interesting than I'd hoped.'</span>Wasting no time, the wraith moved back to the power box and left the club, following the Black wolf as closely as he was able.