<em>Caleb Sawyer</em>. Why did that name sound familiar. Min Yu cocked his head and looked around him. A sign painted over the nearby brick wall announcing ‘additional parking for Sawyer’s Books’ caught his attention. That was why. His lips quirked into a smile and he pointed towards it, but the gesture didn’t do any good. Looked like the guy really was blind without his glasses, because nothing about his expression said he followed or even noticed the movement of Min Yu’s hand; or he might have been too busy choking on his own blood.<br/><br/>Min Yu fiddled with the black rims of the glasses, shifted from one foot to the other as he waited for the human to clear out his lungs and adjusted to the pain he was going through. You weren’t supposed to move someone who was injured, Min Yu knew. He’d broken a rule. But Min Yu had broken a whole lot of rules that night, what was one more added to the list? If rule and law breaking was a sport Min Yu would be a professional at it. He was very, very good at skirting around and shattering them. At one point in time he’d been good at obeying and following them, but that had been another life. It was too bad Frederick didn’t appreciate his skill in disobeying. There were no gold stars for upsetting one’s sire. And Min Yu had worked so hard at upsetting Frederick tonight! It almost wasn’t fair that no one besides himself was going to appreciate all his hard work.<br/><br/>“Horror movies?” Min Yu echoed with a genuine gasp of surprise. He slowly spun around and looked at the massacre around him. Well, almost massacre. It wasn’t a real one if you had survivors! And there were three survivors. One human and two vampires. That wouldn’t do. Min Yu would have to finish up before he left. He flipped out his cellphone again and held it up, taking a few good pictures of Caleb wincing and front soaked with blood. He idly chatted as he took the photos. Min Yu didn’t know who’d he send those ones too. Oh, maybe the press and media? They’d love this. Poor little blond murdered outside of a bookstore. Min Yu could see the headlines now.<br/><br/>“See, that’s why I don’t watch scary movies. They give me nightmares,” Min Yu said with a little shudder. There wasn’t any ounce of sarcasm in his voice. His words were very sincere and tinged with confession. Frederick would have chastised him for lying again, but it was the truth. At least in another life it had been the truth. Min Yu didn’t any dreams any more, neither good or bad. Nothing entered his mind when he closed his eyes and slept away the sunny hours of the day.<br/><br/>“Thanks! I’m real good at this. In fact, I’m better at it than the city’s official watcher,” Min Yu chirped. Well, ‘better’ was subjective. Most people and vampires thought Frederick was an amazing watcher and protector of the city. And Min Yu might have agreed, but he was too bitter and angry at his sire to think highly of him and give Frederick the full credit he deserved for his position. “You know why I’m better? Because I’m involved with things! I watch everything, but I also talk everything. And touch everything.”<br/><br/>Min Yu took another stroll around the dying human as he chatted away, content to have someone to listen to him complain about his lot in this new life. Frederick was a great watcher, he thought, when it came to dealing with things in a concise and preplanned manner. But boy did it throw his sire for a loop when the unexpected, just like the outcome of this meeting here, occurred on his turf. Min Yu knew that Frederick would deal with it, that some how his sire would figure out how to smooth it over and make all parties involved happy or at least content, but he sure was going to be angry about it. Min Yu liked seeing Frederick angry. His sire was at his most attractive when he dropped the gentleman act and let himself get flushed with his emotions. Or at least that was Min Yu’s opinion.<br/><br/>That was probably just another sign of his failure as a fledgling.<br/><br/>“Right now I’m watching you,” Min Yu explained as he finished his circling and dropped down to get a closer look at Caleb. He kept a little distance between them, crouching close but not close enough that his shoes got covered with the guy’s blood. “I’m watching you die. I didn’t plan this, you know? Well, plan<em>your</em>death anyways. That’s just some shitty luck on your part.”<br/><br/>Min Yu rested his elbow on his knee and looked over Caleb, appraising him. So if he was a Sawyer he might have been in the family business. Probably a son or nephew or something. He was pretty cute, if Min Yu gave it some thought. The color of his eyes was as nice as the color of his blood.<br/><br/>“Say, how tall are you?” He didn’t stop talking to listen to Caleb’s answer. In fact, Min Yu didn’t seem to have much interest in anything Caleb had to say. “Did you know the average human male has about five liters of blood? How much do you think you've lost?”<br/><br/>And Frederick said Min Yu didn’t read enough! Min Yu read all sorts of things. He just didn’t read the sort of things that Frederick approved of. Min Yu hated all those big, old books written by a bunch of dead men. He smiled and held up the cellphone for another photo. "Most humans, heck even most vampires, would be begging for help or mercy right about now. Not you though. That's pretty admirable, Caleb."