At the Bar door something caught James' attention. An odd scent. Both vampire and werewolf. "Hm a hybrid?" He thought to himself. "If that is the case then that council of pompus asses are probably shitting bricks of sterling silver. Unless of course they do not know." James continued his internal conversation. A sound broke his thought process though. Behind him a wrobed man cleared his throat in annoyance. James had been standing in the way of the door. Instantly the scientist recognized the priests clothing. James stepped out of his way but could not prevent himself from saying something. "I though alcoholism was forbidden" the priest donned an angry expression as he lookd over his shoulder and up at the towering man. "I only joined this faith because i hate all those damned monsters. Vampires, werewolves, and the like." He spits at james' feet then huffs and walks through the door.<br/><br/>"I am going to end you." James thought before concidering the consequinces and defering to his better judgement. He would wait until a better opportunity. In the mean time he wanted to find this hybrid. Ask for a blood sample, maybe? The genetic make up of a hybrid fascinated James to no end. Turning on his heel, he followed his nose down the sidewalk. He no longer felt the need for a drink. While already angry it was the last thing he needed.