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[Kane]

He came here often now; the cramped cars of the metro train, the smell aboard was so distinctly human he swore that one day the smell would imprint itself on his tongue. He sat in a corner to the back, a spot where he could watch everything that went on around him. Right now he was going unnoticed but he'd change that soon, he liked being noticed and he loved the smell of human fear.

He could hear the monotone thud of bass over someone's ipod, his head nodding to it a little. He remained still otherwise, his dark black cloak shadowing his face as he watched on in mild amusement, the humans had no idea what was around them did they? They didn't know that he could sweep through the cart and remove each of their hearts, feeding to his own contentedness. No they were pretty much oblivious as he sat there running the pink tip of his tongue over one of his sharp fangs.

Every evening now he sat here and pretended he was emotionless. It was easy when they didn't notice him. Because he knew once one took notice of him he couldn't help but get even more attention. He breathed in and his mouth almost felt wet, saliva gathering around his tongue, making him crave that sinfully sweet nectar only humans held for him. Slowly he stood, no once even noticing his presence as he walked casually through them, finding no one of interest here for him. No one noticed as he tore open the doors between cars, the wind sweeping his hair about his face in a veil of ebony black.

He quickly entered the next car and stood watching the new scene, his nose rising into the air as he smelt something sweet. A smile slid to his face and he eased through the crowd until he found what he was looking for. She must have been seventeen, beautiful in a rather unique kind of way. She was wearing perfume, he liked it when they wore it, to him it enhanced the whole experience.

Kane stood behind her now and he leaned his chin down on her shoulder, reaching out with his mind, the young woman swaying before she swayed back into his arms. He tightened his grip around her waist and swept her away in a daze of pleasure. A whisper to her ear, a touch of his lips to the corner of her jaw; he inhaled her scent before his mouth covered her pulse and he pushed his fangs down into the vein, blood pooling into his mouth as her body jerked a sigh of pleasure leaving her lips as he walked her backwards into the shadows.

[Myseri Rhayne]

Myseri always rode the train. Sure, she could have easily just moved to where she pleased, but these humans were interesting. They weren't anything like the ones she was used to. Her humans kept their eyes wide and were always making sure they were in charge of a situation, well almost in charge. These ones were, odd, to say the least. They seemed to be transfixed on something more important or even nothing at all. No wonder they all ended up dead.

In the back corner of the car, she had perched her soft, pale body. Riding this train was usually an all day event. She tried to study her prey as much as possible. It was odd that not once had someone even looked her way though. They were either really intelligent or really careless. Shifting her legs, she was about to move to the next care when a boy pretty much flung himself into the car. She wouldn't call it flinging though because there was too much grace in it.

Without a moment's notice, he grabbed up a girl and began to feed. At first, she was in complete shock, even if her body wouldn't read that way. Did he really just feed in.. she didn't need to finish that. He obviously just did. Light aqua irises floated around the car again. Just as she suspected, not a soul flinched. A sigh escaped her soft lips as she pushed her black hair behind her ear, "you like to make a scene, don't you?" Her voice was smooth and felt like velvet to the ears. There was a bit of playfulness in it, but whether or not the boy would take it that way, she wasn't sure.