For Anthony, the buildings they were passing by could be considered an interesting metaphor for his life.  He had, over the decades, seen a great deal and had also had much pass him by with little notice.  Anthony found himself looking at the signs of the past etched onto the surfaces he could see.  The faded marks and writing from the past blended in with the modern features, enhancing what was there while at the same time making each building distinct.  This area and its buildings felt much more...authentic than some of the newer buildings he'd seen during his travel north to Toronto from the United States.<br/><br/>Anthony glanced at his escort as they neared their destination.  He could feel Alex's mind turning towards him now and then, which pleased Anthony.  Maybe soon Alex would finally start to act on the desires he was feeling.<br/><br/>Anthony could make out a number of other people around the building Alex was guiding them to.  He glanced over the crowd, his eyes looking over them idly.  A preponderance of them were males, several of them holding on to one another.  Anthony gave a slight chuckle.  Should be an interesting evening.<br/><br/>An odd tingle began to itch in the back of Anthony's mind.  His eyes narrowed slightly as a feeling he'd not experienced for a long time began to crawl through his mind.  He knew what it meant.  His eyes scanned through the crowd again.  He let his eyes focus sharper than a human's eyes could, while his mind sought the source of the disturbance he could feel in the air.<br/><br/>There.<br/><br/>His eyes met the gaze of one of the few women in the crowd.  Her pale blue eyes were locked to his.  Both of them looked at the other for a long moment.  They didn't know each other, but they knew what each of them were; both of them were the same.  Hunters.  Vampires.<br/><br/>This evening was definitely going to be quite interesting.