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*Elle walks down the stairs, holding the end of her long black satin skirt, for her not to trip and fall. She reached the platform and waited calmly for her train to arrive. She was planning on going to the apartment area. She needed to feed. And she needed to intrude someone's home. That was her goal for the night.*

Lucife walked off the train with his hands in his pocket. "So your train leads here Rasheed! Where are you?" He walked out of the subway to find his lost rival.

(exit)

Kaelin walked down to the subway, needing to get out for a while. Her boots scuffed the stairs as she dragged herself to the foul smelling place. She leaned against a pillar, her hand over her stomach. Her face was set in an expression of distaste, her mind flashing to the man she'd just killed. Kaelin scoffed, he didn't even taste good. His blood was bitter, off. Then again the man was older for a mortal, maybe around fifty. She sucked at her teeth, trying to rid her mouth of any remnants. A growl seeped from between her lips, her mind buzzed with displeasure. Finally, the sound of the subway leaked into her ears. The train stopped, hissing as it settled on the tracks and the doors squeaked open. She stepped on gingerly, trying not to upset herself further. She would eat someone else to rid herself of the taste if she had the strength or motivation to. With a groan, she dropped down on one of the seats, sat back, and let the train take her wherever she could go.

James walks slowly down the steps into the subway. Seeing Markus he raises his gun and aims. "My help would have you laying dead. Would you par take of this help which I offer, Vampire?"

((Oops Forgot..well the offer still stands))

Alasdair smiled as he looked at Kaei get out of the cab, he tried to hide that he just stared at Kaei’s a** as she got out. She had a very sexy…everything. He stepped out of the cab and looked at the ‘subway’ sign. He followed Kaei as she walked down the stairs and onto the train. His eyes wandering around the subway, looking at the walls and the tracks, almost ignoring the mortals; it was really an old train, but he liked the train in Madrid more. It felt cleaner and newer, but then again the train in Tokyo was filled with mortals, he could actually feed in public and no one would care.

When Sibyl descended the steps, she instantly took notice of his revolver and immediately became extremely uncomfortable. Had Charlie deceived her into coming down here so that he could shoot her down like the animal that she was or perhaps James was bringing her to the slaughter himself. She couldn't tell what the revolver was filled with but even if they were only bullets of lead, the betrayal factor of it all would probably be what would hurt most. She no longer stuck alongside him but kept her distance, being rather wary. "James, you need help and I don't know how to tell you that you do or how to make you go get it. I can't help you myself, I don't know what to do for you. You need help."

When James switched mid-sentence, she knew that it was Charlie talking to her and the discomfort grew even more so. Her hair felt as though it were standing on end and she was so tense that she felt as though she was going to pull something in her body from it. "What's wrong is the fact that I don't know whether James is going to kill me or not since you seem to be a slight bit too interested in the prospect of killing me." When Charlie put the revolver away, there was little relief felt for Sibyl. She was still on edge, waiting for Charlie to return to either get too close to her since he seemed to think she was wonderful or for him to kill her. "James? James, you there?"