This is DYT Insurance how can we help you?
"I need to make a claim my car was.....in an accident."
Alright sir, what make is the car and what happened to it?
"It was a Maserati GT and it got a little burned."
Your car was in a fire sir, as a result of the accident or it was torched?
"Well, really if we want to be specific it was both, she hit me and then she torched it."
You hit another car?
"I was involved in a head-on collision."

Alright. So that wasn't the entire truth and yet really, that ridiculous Were-girl had hit my car with her head, I'd merely continued to drive it over the top of her so really we were both to blame and yet I hardly had any ability to explain that to my insurance company. Were or otherwise I'm not sure I'm covered for flaming dumpsters being launched at my car, let alone for crash damage in which I willingly used my car as a weapon. It was a long shot even calling them really, made all the more unfortunate by the fact my power hardly works over a phone line. I leant back against the street lamp once more, listening to the woman continue to attempt to work out exactly what damage had occurred and what I was covered for. Maybe it would just be easier to buy another car, it's not like I'm strapped for cash and yet- I truly did like that car. Long fingers drummed easily against the steel of the pole, mobile still pressed against my ear. It was well outside business hours and yet I'd long ago managed to achieve access to this rather exclusive help desk. Money, apparently, will buy you just about anything and considering the number of cars I've owned over the years and my enjoyment of seeing just how fast I can get them to go- it truly does pay to have instant access to insurance. After some assurance that I was covered for at least half of the damage I moved to tuck the phone back into the pocket of my jeans, easing upward from the lamp pole and back onto my feet entirely, hands tucking into my pockets as I moved to stroll easily down the street and towards the nearest bar.

It had been a mildly successful day, at least by my standards, having managed to stumble out of bed at somewhere near four this afternoon. Really I hardly understood why anyone actually wanted to be awake in the day, there was far more fun to be had in the evenings- even if Kat disagrees. Hmm, maybe I should have been with her tonight and yet the last time I'd spent the evening with her she'd nearly gotten the both of us killed. It's not that I mind entirely, after all, nearly dying seems to be my speciality and yet why she seemed so determine to risk her own life night after night I hardly knew. I already lost both my parents, I have sister who never speaks to me and maybe I do spend night after night with one girl or another but when it comes to people I actually care about? Hell- I only have one left and I....don't need to lose her too. This Hunter business may be the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, no part of me willing to believe that I'm somehow destined to run about hurting people. I never was good at that, not really. Maybe I have broken a few hearts before, after all, one night stands really are my speciality, relationships about as successful as my first ever hunting attempt but physically hurting someone? It just isn't me. I always was more a lover then a fighter. I very good lover if I do say so myself.

I simper of sorts moved to cross my lips in amusement at my own thoughts, easily slipping inside the room and heading for the bar, Ray Bans, as always kept firmly in place. It's a shame really, I always have felt the blue gold of my eyes to be by far my most defining feature and yet I am equally assured the lighting in this bar is far too good, the glasses doing exactly as they should- keeping the world out, dulling it, distracting my ever-busy mind from the imperfections I seemed so capable of finding in everything around me. I suppose it's the price I pay for that combination of ADD and OCD or whatever diagnosis the doctors gave me as a child- the one that so seemed to disappoint my parents. Not that they paid any attention anyway and truly, I think, I stopped caring a very long time ago. After all, I discovered women, sex a far more fulfilling way to spend my time and the single relief within this world to the noise within my mind. To focus on another person is a blissful reprieve, mind forced to slow down, thoughts forced to ease and that alone is pleasure in itself, a form of self-medication I have no desire to quit.

It was the blonde woman seated at the bar stool beside me that seemed to so readily capture my attention as I moved to easily swing up an onto the bar itself, long legs easily crossing beneath myself atop that polished wood surface, despite the curious looks from a number of other customers. I'd been here a few times before, the barman and myself well versed in each other's conversation and as such I simply returned his grin with a nod of my own, a drink readily slid into my hand before I turned my attention to the girl beside me, one finger moving to tilt my glasses upward ever so slightly, offering the barest hint of the blue gold of my gaze as I moved to view her entirely before letting the lenses drop effortlessly back. She was a pretty thing, her makeup application displaying that rarely seen talent within women to actually apply it correctly, neither too much nor too little, highlighting each feature rather nicely. What can I say? The girl had talent and I truly appreciate such a thing, lips quirking slightly upward in a teasing grin.

"Are you waiting for a cab or trying to order a drink with your hand in the air like that?"

I chuckled lightly, easily, the sound filled entirely with good humour, one eye lifting ever so slightly in expectation before I moved to get Jason's attention again, gesturing towards the girl whom found herself with her drink a mere moment later, my own form leaning back ever so slightly.

"I like the trench coat, not nearly enough women appreciate the mystique of such a thing anymore. It's a seriously dying art."

A little harmless flirtation never hurt anyone after all and really, I could do with a few more friends, quite content to merely amuse myself with the rather lovely creature before me tonight.



k o h l
so you want to play with magic?