[Recilps.Eugor]

Now, Lillium was a party girl. She could drink any man under the table, and dance right afterward as if it had been nothing more than apple cider that she'd been drinking. Tonight had been no exception. She'd been drinking, quite a bit, and yet she still could only feel a slight buzz tingling in the back of her head. Surely not enough for her to finish the night on, but the venue of hers was dead weight. She'd move to another club where she could fine more interesting men, and probably better looking men.

The pale girl exited the booming club, flipping her straight, blonde hair with dark red and black highlights over her shoulders. It was fairly long, stretching to just beneath her breasts. She had a confidence in her step, despite her slightly buzzed manner. It was then that she passed an alleyway that harbored two very attractive looking men, one that looked rather satisfied with himself staring into a dumpster. As she shifted her gaze, she saw exactly what he had been staring at so proudly. A dead, mangled body. She covered her mouth, muffling the gag that the body and warranted and hid, barely peering around the corner to see if maybe she couldn't figure out more.

Lillium's blue eyes traced every inch of the man and the alleyway. Tonight, she was wearing a black, pleated miniskirt matched up with a purple corset. Lillium had an excellent body, as her outfit openly displayed. Her breasts, not too big and not too small, were pushed upwards and together by the aforementioned corset, and they melded into a slender waist and a flat toned abdomen. She had wide, voluptuous hips (the kind you could really sink your nails into) that fell into long, toned and well formed legs. She had on black, open toed stilettos, with a heel of a good four inches.

Now, their conversation had thrown her off. What, had the blonde Vampire just raped the other girl? Did she stumble upon a date rape gone wrong? No, as the conversation continued, and the man refereed to as 'Alastair' became frustrated, she saw fangs catching the light. Her blue eyes widened and she stood up straight, pressing her back to the wall and controlling uneasy breaths. What she had managed to stumble upon, was bad. And if she were found out: That would also be bad. Although, she couldn't help but admit that the thought of being caught by a murderous Vampire kind of... tickled her fancy?

It wasn't long before she heard one of them yell and then retreating footsteps, right in her direction. Her breath caught in her throat and she stood, petrified before finally being able to will herself to move as they rounded the corner.

She'd turned on her heel and started walking, swiftly, as if she had seen nothing. If she had seen something, she certainly didn't want to let on that she'd seen it. Perhaps she could just play it off as being a passer-by? She didn't dare look over her shoulder, as her pace picked up. She was nervous. "Oh, God... I bet they know. They know, they know, they fucking know..." she thought, almost in a panic. She fiddled with her hair a little more and found herself now fighting the urge to run. But, there was one urge that she was unable to fight anymore. She glanced behind her.