Olive's brow furrowed in deep thought. Where.... "He ran after you after we heard the scream...but um...I can help you find him. If you want? Pandas have great sense of smell." Bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit. She could read and differentiate auras, though. She knew her own was a bright red. As angels were in general, whites and warm colors. Demons were black and cold colors like blue. Humans were all sorts of odd colors. Athena was a deep, earthy green. And Declan was soft purple. Lilac.<br/><br/>There were still faint traces of it outside. They had to move fast though if they wanted to keep the trail. The panda-girl slipped some converse shoes on and tried to give Athena a smile. She was rusty in being encouraging--just because she was an angel didn't mean she had perfect human skills. "Hold on, let me see your hands...." Olive grabbed just above the wrist, nodding to herself. Gray. Avoid gray auras. Got it. "Wipe that off on a towel by the counter. It reeks of metal."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>There. Perfect. Two lovely little bunnies, drunk off their asses and tittering like idiots. A man and a woman. Nathaniel grinned, perched on top of a building, leering down at them. Bouncer down the street? Too focused on wallowing in his own sorrows. Not a threat. Ooh, he was thirsty, and between these two, he'd be feasting like a king.<br/><br/>The Lurker prepped on the roof, and then launched. It took one second to snap the woman's neck, another to tear into the man's throat. They barely got a chance to scream. Better that way. Their breath would have reeked of alcohol. Nathaniel winced a little at the bitter taste. He preferred his blood sweet, but you couldn't be picky. Once he was drained dry, he switched to the woman. Sour. But it was still filling, a meal nonetheless.<br/><br/>Wiping his mouth, popping some breath mints on his tongue--couldn't go around reeking of blood--and wrapped his jacket around him once more. Now that his hunger was sated...might as well have a bit of fun at that club.