First message
It feels like it's been forever since I danced in a club. I generally only went out to hunt and this place smelled delicious, humans with thier hearts pumping, blood coursing like river of something better than sweets. Somewhere dinner dances and I smell them. I could smell their deliciousness, O positive. How ironic, a universal recipient. Tonight they would be the donor. I dance my way through the dance floor following the lucious scent. Luring me until I dance back into you. I smile at you, and stay within your sphere. Hoping to catch your attention enough to get you alone. I smile when you catch me watching you and I nod a hello Good DJ tonight. It was a begeign comment one intented to either attract or repel I wasn't in the mood to be kept waiting for dinner tonight. It had been too long since I had eaten and my nerves were beginning to show. My fangs accidentally slip some distance and I retract them just as quickly. Smiling back at you trying to ensure you hadn't noticed.