Distopia on the east coast?
Perfect *inser eveil laugh here*
Nice, I'll work on my skellie!
Forgot to ask what gender you want. :/
Male. Though I can do either.
Nah, that's fine.
Okie dokie, skelly time! ^_^
Name: Lilly Rhodes
Appearence: Short stature, slender body and moonlight pale skin. Her eyes are a deep sea green while her hair is long and dark. She hardly has a blemish but she has light scars on her hands and neck. Dark clothes and boots.
Personality: Sharp and vicious, a nasty temper. Mellows every so often but not a lot. An angry little person but can be trusting.
Name: Stephen Romanov
Gender: All of the above. Kidding, Male.
Appearance: Stephen is rather tall, at 6'8" tall. There's almost no meat on his bones, so to speak. He has short brown hair and amber-colored eyes. He generally wears a dark jacket and blue jens that don't quite fit him properly. His skin is deathly pale, even more so than your average.
Personality: Stephen has a rather quick temper, evident mainly in his treatment of others. He automatically assumes the worst, though that can also quickly changed. (May develop)
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Stephen leaned against the building. Was he even going to show up, or was this another stand-up? He shook his head. This was ridiculous. No one seemed to know what the he.ll punctuality was.
Lilly brushed past the man, her leather riding jacket zipped all the way up. She winced at the smell; another vampire.
Stephen knew that the girl was a vampire. Th etone of her skin, the smell, everything added up. Of course, he was also probably losing his mind from the idiocy of every one he was supposed to meet. Who knew? H elooked in the direction in which the girl had passed by. He could seehis contact, walking down the street and looking for all the world like an apparition in the street. About time...
Lilly snarled at the informant and went to her bike. She slammed him out her way and he went to the wall.
He almost wanted to laugh. The guy probably deserved any pain he got. Nevertheless, Stephen decided to get out of the area, slipping into an alley. He didn't want to risk being seen by the informant.
Lilly kicked her bike to the life and sped off, in search of food. Her fangs lengthens and she snarled.
When he was sure that the coast was clear, he stepped back out and slowly walked towards his fallen comrade.
Lilly crouched on the rod and stared at him hungrily...
Stephen felt someone's eyes on him. He whirled around, looking for the source. His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene.