Dareios watched with bated interest as the vampire's girly body lit up with excitement and took off down the road. It was mere milliseconds before she was completely gone from view, her small body and head full of wistful blonde locks disappearing in a blur down the quiet street. With a gentle exhale, Dareios bent down to retie the laces on his sneakers, taking a moment to note the time on his wristwatch as he did so. He allowed his small, beady eyes to assess the atmosphere around him before he, too, moved forward at impressive speed, his body morphing to nothing more than a vague blur to the average passerby as he hauled after Anna-Marie. The vampire felt foolish and apprehensive as he moved at first, self-conscious about whether or not he would be recognized as he moved at unnatural speeds, darting between bodies strolling down the sidewalk and around cars that idled in traffic along the city streets. But as he passed by block after block, Dareios began to feel, well, sort of light and airy. He spent so much of his time trying to mask the fact that he was a creature of the night. He never showed his fangs in public. Hell, he rarely fed in public. When Anna-Marie found him, he was 'pretending' to jog like a human being, of all things. To finally let go of all that, if only for a few minutes, was freeing. He felt a release for the first time in a long time, and he reveled in it for as long as it lasted. Luckily Dareios knew his way to the park by heart, so it didn't bother him that he never caught sight of the girl's body as he moved expertly across the city, turning from one street onto another. When he arrived, he still did not see her, though he hardly thought he had in fact, won the race. He stood coolly and quietly atop a grassy knoll at the center of the park, watching the ghostly vacant sidewalks that were illuminated by streetlights that snaked across the property. And he waited, with a brief jovial smirk across his lips. Dareios Auerbach | Vampire | Vinyl |