Welcome to Gaia! ::

He continued walking, in his own little world it seemed, until he came to some homeless men. From his trenchcoat he brought out some small bags of food, bread, fruit, small things. And other things, like a few small bottles of alchohol, and cigarettes, and hands them out to the men. They smile and take it gratefully, and they begin eating and using thier new goods.

Vincent smiled, and walked just out of hearing range of the homeless men, and seemingly talked to himself... "Old habits die hard i guess..." He said silently..

"Stalking? My dear lycan, I stalk those I am told to stalk, and kill those I am told to kill. If it is anything other than that, I kill in self defence. That one in the alley tried to gut me, so I killed him first." He said, using a suave voice that seemed all to elequent(sp?) and upper class for someone like him. It was clear he was forcing that voice, and those words, and looked rather disgusted to hear them come out of his mouth, not because it was to a lycan, merely because he hated using proper english...

*Logan leaped up onto a building via windowsills and such before she continued her random walking across the rooftops.

It was cloudy and the rain was drizzley and felt good on her skin.

Her gun was covered by a flap of material that could pass as a small bag but could be easily removed if she needed it to be...*

"They tell everything the way they see it. They dont sugarcoat it. I like that."

Sighing, she puts a hand on her hips.

*Logan's senses are aroused as she catches the scent of two deathdealers on the streets, near to a lycan. An elder she thinks.

She wanders over to their rough position.*

He looked to the newcomer, as if idenifying her, and smilng lightly. He said nothing about the comment to the lycan, but merely watched the contented men smoke and drink and eat. Listening to the other part of the conversation.. then watched the lycan walk off

Boredom boredom boredom...That's all that seemed to be going on as Neko walked down the street. She caught a wiff of vampire and lycan, hissing at the blend of smells. For some odd reason, the smells mixed together alway made her feel as if she was going to get a nosebleed. She supressed the feeling and disguised herself as a human with a simple mental shift.

She walked downt the street innocently like anyother human there. She turned the corner and saw some lycans and vampires that she had met before and others that she hadn't. She hummed a tune as she walked towards them, acting like she was jsut another human ot for a walk.

*She laughs a bit, being a European herself. She stands up straight, stretching slightly*

"Welcome to New York. I'm Rikku.."