<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Alora and Andrew's Shared Suite</span></strong></div><br/><div align="center">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Red%20City/Hotel%20Suite/Andrew%20and%20Alora/Club-Suite-65_zps98846346.jpg)</div><div align="center">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Red%20City/Hotel%20Suite/Andrew%20and%20Alora/modern-interior-design-hotel-3_zps96b6bb62.jpg)http://</div><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Andrew's Room</span></strong></div><div align="center">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Red%20City/Hotel%20Suite/Andrew%20and%20Alora/HotelsHotelicon36Harbourroom_zps6ca7d2fd.jpg)<br/></div><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Alora's Room</span></strong></div><br/><div align="center">(http://i1286.photobucket.com/albums/a609/Kremsonbryar/E%20Characters/Red%20City/Hotel%20Suite/Andrew%20and%20Alora/skyline-suite-bed-760x600_zps78fc3b1f.jpg)</div><br/>Andrew Jorin was standing in the living space that he shared with his younger sister. Dressed to the nines in a black suit and trench coat, Andrew was ready to leave for the club. His crystal blue eyes turned down to a silver watch on his wrist. An exasperated sigh came from his body like an exhale of breath. His black boot tapped impatiently against the floor. This was not the first time that he was left waiting while his sister got ready to leave. He never understood why it took women so long to get ready to go somewhere, even vampire women.<br/><br/>"Alora, you have..."<br/><br/>Andrew paused as his caught a whiff of something on the air. Human, O negative. A slight frown pinched his brows together. They were here already? They weren't supposed to come for another week.<br/><br/>"I have what, dear brother?"<br/><br/>Alora smacked her brother gently on his cheek, "Don't frown so. It is not a trait that women find attractive."<br/><br/>She had dressed in a pair of tight leather pants that hugged every curve of her lower body and fit very low on her hips. They laced and tied in the front, as did the equally tight and revealing leather vest she wore to match and show off her god given assets. Finishing, she wore high heeled leather boots and had painted her nails. Alora was never with out a made up face, smoky eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara and dark red lips.<br/><br/>"Do you smell that?"<br/><br/>Alora nodded, "Humans. Yes, I know."<br/><br/>She gestured toward the desk, "We got a notice, four days ago." Noting the worried expression in his eyes, Alora smiled. "We are prepared. I ordered new stock." She opened the door to their suite that lead out to the hall.<br/><br/>"You are making us late, Andrew."<br/><br/>Andrew glared at her back, "I'm making us late? I'm making us late?!"<br/><br/>He grumbled all the way to the lobby.