He shook his hair with a movement of his head. He entered this bar to get away from his fresh kill, this place would be his alibi. He looked over to the direction that he was being called in. The cute one? He shrugged.<br/>'Mortals...' he thought bluntly.<br/>His clothes had begun to dry by now. The blood already drained out of his clothes. But he still could not shake the feeling that he was noticeable in the small crowd. Like he was a massive red target in a sea of innocents. He shook this feeling. He tried to remain relaxed.<br/>He looked around for a seat. He didn't wan't to over to the bar. That's where the she was. The girl who had called him. He didn't wan't to get involved with a human. He knew it would end bad. Over a minute of scanning the place he saw no empty seats except for the ones at the bar. He huffed. He trudged over to the it, sitting down. His eyes scowling slightly. He looked at Re-al. He forced a smile, but was enchanting nonetheless.<br/>He studied her for a second. Briefly so it wouldn't be awkward for her. He thought she was charming. He even thought she was beautiful. For a human at least. Though she looked strikingly familiar...