Cat and Mouse [ KJ ]

[Luka Nikolai Neverov]

The witch had escaped him.
As Luka stalked through the crowded club pushing bodies out of his way as he went, the Russian fairly exuded the wrath that he felt since learning the prey he'd been hunting had eluded him yet again. And the cattle that had packed the club knew it.
They practically parted like the Red Sea as he stormed through, as if they could feel the tangible anger raging through him.

Those unfortunate souls that had not seem him coming, those that were dancing to the rhythmic music or paying too much attention to another body on the floor...well they actually felt the fury, for if they were in Luka's way he wasted no time  using supernatural force to fling them clear across the room.

The tempest that was Luka Neverov arrived at the bar counter and snarled a request an order of a vodka double at the tender. This human was no fool, and though he'd been helping another he nodded ardently at the vampire and quickly fetched a glass tumbler filled with the best Russian liquor they had.

When the bartender slid it across the rich wood the blood drinker caught it firmly in his palm and lifted it up, emptying it in one swallow. He brought the glass back down on the counter with a loud thud and the bartender brought the bottle to the angry male in offering.

One, two, three more double shots and the vampire was somewhat stilled. Not to say he was calmed in any way by the liquor, oh not at all, but his blood seemed to have come down in temperature from the livid boil it was before.

Now he was hungry.

Someone had to be punished. Someone had to feel his pain.

The vampire meant to find a new target, if only for the night, and exact his special brand of reprisal on them. It was the only thing that would lull the beast inside of him. The only thing that would ease some of the anguish he was feeling.

White-blue eyes cut through the crowd in the dance club. Like a diamond blade his sharp gaze severed the swarm of humans until it fell upon a doe-eyed beauty in the crowd.

Ah yes...she would do.

[Katerina Jamison]

She had no plans tonight other than just forgetting about it all. She got dressed in her best and headed out the door to the nearest nightclub. It was a good thing not knowing anyone, she could just let loose, be herself and not worry. It was easy to get in, as she walked she weaved through the crowds and made her way to the bar then ordered a jack and ginger. Taking a seat upon the bar stool she turned and watched the crowd as she sipped on the smooth beverage, it warming her and letting her inhibitions loose. Gotta love that jack.

She could feel several sets of eyes on her, and she didn't mind. She knew she wasn't terrible to look at. Eyes gazing around to those that were upon her she came to a man with the bluest and truth be told the most beautiful eyes she had ever beheld. She locked in with his for a moment, then focused on the crowds again. She didn't want t draw too much attention to herself tonight, but she kept feeling her eyes pull towards him. Not like you have a boyfriend Kat, sure you like a really hunky hunter but your not official...no harm in looking.. So look she did.

[Luka Nikolai Neverov]

The liquor was already starting to quiet the raging storm brewing inside of the vampire. Though his skin and eyes were ice cold Luka could feel a warmth blooming in his belly where the alcohol had come to rest, and from there radiated outwards through his limbs.

And thank the heavens for that. As fervent and hungry as the male was now, it was best that the beast was tamed just a touch, else it would be a complete slaughter here in the club and that would bring about all kinds of unwanted attention.

 Sometimes the vampire craved attention. Sometimes his intentions required a little less lime light. Tonight was one of those nights.

When the female's eyes met his, Luka focused his attention completely. She turned away quickly as if she hadn't felt the pull, but the Russian knew better. Like a moth to the proverbial flame her gaze drifted back to his and there it stayed. The vampire held those dark chocolate eyes as if he could taste them, and just before the corner of his lip quirked up into a secret smile, he dragged his tongue across to wet it.

To the girl that was looking from across the bar it seemed like Luka had suddenly vanished. Of course, that couldn't be true...now could it?

No, he hadn't. The vampire had simply moved so fast that the human eye couldn't register the movement as more than a blur.

"You don't belong here."

Luka reappeared in the stool next to the young woman, his voice a low purr as he leaned in to whisper into her ear.