<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>No one - yet<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Penthouse, top floor.<br/><strong>Music: </strong>here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiK2JlBpzvI)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black and white checkered skirt, torn fishnet stockings, black boots, buttoned up black denim top.<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Cassidy's eyes were ablaze with disappointment. Before she could respond to the mortal who dared interject his question into Erica's and hers little lover spat, she was cut off by Erica's lips on her own. The crimson blood of her childe's bit lip flowed into her mouth. The metallic taste the vitae set Cass' body alive as she bit suckled on the girl's bottom lip, drinking hungrily and rather lewdly in front of Alfred.<br/><br/>Several long seconds pass as she drinks from her childe, enjoying the feeling of eager pleasing. Her own large breasts press into Erica's before she comes to the realization she was being distracted. Cassidy pulled away, her lips stained blood red as she stepped back to regain control.<br/><br/>"There is no 'him'. That life is dead, girl." Cass said, frowning as Alfred approached them. She was still hungry, and the veins neck seemed to call to Cass, offering her sweet promises of nutrition. "Drain him dry, Erica. No mortal should know of what we are..." Cass said.