The sun was just setting over the town, and the vampire sat, high up on the balcony of the cafe, sipping graciously at his tea. One leg, crossed over the other, and his ruby red orbs, scanning the streets below for anything of interest, or entertainment. Today, after all, was a day just like any other. Which meant, not only was he bored, but craving a bit of escapism as well. As of late, he’d been keeping himself rather calm, and for the most part, busy. With crime syndicates somehow tracking him down, and asking for his assistance, to other vampires attempting to contact him. It was a busy week for him, but not busy in the way he’d most prefer.
Another, long swig of his tea, and he’d finished the cup. The white haired male’s gaze falls to the street below, where a couple was arguing by their car. Lifting a hand, Tenmei gestures for the waiter to come over, requesting another cup of tea, but his eyes never once leaving the couple screaming at one another, down below. More often than not, how he looked at tension often depended on his mood. Usually, petty drama like a man cheating on his wife, and her leaving him in the middle of the street is something he’d consider rude. But as it stood, he was just so bored, he couldn’t really help but become that much more intrigued. Normally, the yelling, which is something he considered rude, would put him at unrest, and his answer would be to toy with the woman until she died, and make the man watch as he tore his wive’s body apart bit by bit, then leaving him to deal with the emotional scars. However, for today, at least, he wasn’t much up to killing.
So, as the waiter approached his table once again, placing his cup of tea in front of him, inquiring if he was in need of any further service; he just watched. Leaving the waiter to go about his own business.
