┼ @tremcre ┼
She is sitting in a café slowly stirring her hot beverage, people stare at her as usual but she is used to it by now. People have stopped to dress in her style a long time ago, though at least New Orleans seemed kinder to her if she visited. Roaming the French Quarter there are always a few people who compliments her and she feels like she fits in more, some people thinks she is there to bring the tourists back to those old times and she sometimes poses for photos, now she has learnt that these photos don’t take hours to make... what a miracle really, just now when as a vampire she actually has the ability to stay absolutely still.
In the corner of her eye she sees a familiar face, she has seen her around before, she serves drink one of the taverns here... or as people refer to it, a bar. She has gazed at her aura before and with joy she saw that indeed she was one of the Kindred but never actually had a chance to talk to her. Cyan eyes follow her for a bit before she gets up to address her with a warm smile.
“ Please excuse me, I know this might sound strange but... would you like to talk a walk? “
