Jarrell was not hiding so much as avoiding. You can only be hiding when you have something to fear. Well he did but he wasn't hiding out of fear. He was hiding because he still wasn't sure what the hell was wrong with him. He'd been suffering from blackouts since he was thirteen. And they had only gotten worst over the years. As had his strange cravings every now and then. He ignores his cravings. They made no sense and thus were not him. True as an aristrocrat he was half human and thus able to eat slightly flavorless food but it was still strange what he was craving.<br/><br/>He was ironically a vegetarian. Yet the desire and craving for meat had been getting steadily stronger. He was currently hunting for something to drink from. DIdn't have to be human as he tended to avoid them as well. Lived alone in a forest and all that good stuff. He hears movements within the forest he called home. Shaking it off as nothing for the time being. Little knowing that he was just barely on the wrong side of the forest. In fact he was within the scouts scent range. Though they'd pick up a rather perplexing scent. It was vampire yet not pure vampire. Vampire but not human mixed into the mix.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Makelos looks around. He was late to meeting with his best friend. He hurries as he carries his bible in one hand cross chain in the other. Ah the irony of being unaffected by the cross and what not. He rushes into the house of his friend. Not giving his friend's staff any time to even announce his prescence. He runs over to his friend. "Long...time...no...see..." he pants out. And walks up to him. "How are you today old friend?" he says after a long pause to catch his breath. He looks at Sebastian. "I found another child but your not going to like what I am going to say next..."</span>