Different Sorts of Monster (Sashi, Jenny)

Lazy days started in the afternoon for some. Tazhee was one; strong sunlight and heat bothered his eyes, even if daylight didn't set his flesh alight. Besides, the dark was entertaining. It was full of shadow and danger. The sketchiest people came out at night.

It wasn't night yet, but the autumn was pulling the sun down and it was already noticeably darker in the streets than it had been. The crowd was starting to shift. The kids faded away, and the legal businesspeople. The teenagers lingered, and the nocturnal ones started to emerge. It was a wonderful time for things to happen, when the hunters began to creep among the naïve. Tazhee was a hunter, though mostly from boredom. Not entirely, but mostly. He was growing hungry, but he didn't feed at random unless the situation was delightfully appropriate. He had blood at home that would suit him just fine.

He did so love live blood, though, and he didn't have any of that kicking around. Perhaps he would be lucky. Perhaps he'd find a tasty immortal -

or perhaps someone would be unlucky enough to catch the chupacabra's eye.

Ooooooooooh, like that one. Deliciously innocent, and probably caught out late unexpectedly. The sort of person that shouldn't be there, and wouldn't be expected to be there.

The sort of person who would be hard to trace in the dark, hoping to solve a missing person report.

The chupacabra strolled over casually, smiling but lips closed over his array of teeth. His copper eyes glinted with their own fire, and his tail coiled and recoiled lazily behind him.

"You look a tad lost, m'dear," he purred. "Would you like some assistance?"

@"Sashi" @"Jenny800"

Tazhee's grin grew a little wider. This kid was afraid. He had no particular magical abilities that let him detect emotions, but there were advantages to being immortal and playing this game so often.

He took a step forward, not directly towards the girl but starting to circle around behind her. He only moved a little bit closer, but that was usually all he needed. He did so love this game.

"Your boyfriend? Isn't it getting a bit late for such a young, sunny thing as yourself to be getting ready for dinner?" Perhaps she did have a boyfriend, and perhaps she was preparing to meet him.... but even if she did, he was quite confident that his questioning would unnerve her.

And then he smiled gently, as much threat vanishing from his face as he could manage. "The streets are growing dangerous. Would you care for an escort? I can assure you that I will not allow anyone to lay so much as a breath on you."

Other than his own, anyway.

@"Sashi" @"jenny800"

Fear. Fear was so much fun. Did the girl really think that she could just walk away? That she could somehow outrun him?

Well, she might have a chance... if she were hiding a superspeed power or teleportation. Otherwise she was entirely-

Tazhee eyed the intruder. The boyfriend? A well-timed rescuer? His words made the chupacabra smile, and this time he showed his teeth. Well well well. Overprotective, wasn't he? Not a fan of letting his girl out of sight, was he?

He stepped right up to the newcomer and looped an arm over his shoulder. "Hey hey, bud. I'm just looking out for this pretty little thing here."

@"Sashi" @"jenny800"

Oh, the rescuer was pissed! Tazhee let himself be 'removed' and let his chest ripple with silent laughter. He had really drawn the winning ticket with this one. Boredom goodBYE!

He prowled after the retreating pair, muscles stretching and contracting like liquid shadow. Normally he was bloody liquid shadow, but for now all of that delicious food was racing around intact veins, vibrating with adrenaline and fresh supplies of glucose.

Tazhee made as if to come up behind Derek, but then slipped sideways to run the tip of a red-painted claw along the back of Victoria's neck. He bent in slightly and let his breath play across the side of her face.

"There's no need to go home just yet," he purred. "There's so much fun just waiting for us."

@"Sashi" @"jenny800"