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This young Cainite Fatal Mayhem had been given orders from Caine to observe the clans and join one to bring strength to it. He'd fallow his orders but at this moment he was interested in finding his meal for the night. The clans would still be there even if I stop for a quick bite he thought and let a sinister chuckle flow up from deep in his throat. He set out to find a meal and found himself roaming a small park lit by lampposts. he sat down on a bench and tucked his tentacles behind him so they were out of sight to any passing faes, he didn't want to scare off any meal prospects.

Fatal stayed seated, he knew that whomever just spoke was kindred, he knew she had cloaked herself in the darkness and let her hide behind that mask. He chuckled and said "Just enjoying the night." He breath deep and asked "What makes such a fae hide?"

Fatal cocked a smile, the conversion amused him for some reason. "Not pray." his voice had a edge to it sharp as blade. "Why so many questions?" He asked the small female who stood before him, she was petite and elegant, but he could feel her thirst and new that any mortal who met her tonight would regret it. She had sparked his interest.

((ooc:: No prob.))

Fatal said with a grin still at home on his face. "Invading one's thoughts is so rude, but oh well, I've got nothing to hide." and shrugged and stood letting his tenticles flow out from behind him. He asked "Still interested?" he let his tenticles stretch and rest over his shoulders and across his chest.

He spoke "I know you are kindred, Caine made me and my kind in his image. You don't have to be coy with me." He approched the tiny fermale and asked "How would you like to hunt together tonight?" He chuckled and said jokingly "Mortal girls seem to be frightened of my size and makes it harder to hunt, with an adorable little treat like you it'll be easier to hunt men."

Fatal had a grin on his face as gave a small bow and said "Lead away." He rose and held out his arm an a gentlemanly manner and asked "How do you want to go about this hunt? I can keep out of sight until the time is right if that would make things easier."

"Jealousy?" Fatal joked "I'd imagine a lot of mortal men would get jealous seeing a beautiful women like yourself with a big strong man like myself" He threw his head back and gave a throaty laugh. "or they could see me as monstrous and try and 'save' you...." he chuckled at the thought of how naive mortals could be. "By the way, I don't think I ever got your name?"

Fatal kept his tentacles wrapped tightly around his chest like some type of belt, the sharp tips hidden at his back so they were out of the way for the time being. He lifted Antoinette's paw to his mouth and laid a soft kiss upon her fur, rolling his eyes up to meet hers "it's a pleasure to meet you, I am Fatal, Fatal Mayhem." He breath the words against her paw before releasing it. He straightened himself "I think we have company..." he said looking down the path.

The fae had just came into sight, He seemed to be grumbling to himself, something about his family, the subject didn't interest fatal in the slightest, only the sweet liquid that lay beneath his flesh.

Fatal whispered "The hunt begins" before fading into the night, he was out of sight in seconds, leaving Antoinette to go about the hunt however she pleased.

The fae kept walking down the path kicking stones as he passed them.

Fatal stayed hidden in the darkness.... for the time being at least.

The male drea continued down the path not noticing the female in front of him at first, he stayed ignorant of her presence until the moment where her nearly knocked into her as he walked. "Hey! Why don't you watch where your going?! he scolded as he looked up "huh?" he exclaimed in surprise at the females appearance. He thought to himself I wonder what a pretty girl like this is doing all alone at night,this isn't the safest neighborhood... what came out was "What's a prissy girl like you doing alone at night?" he said with an almost sneer.

Fatal watched the male interact with his fellow 'hunter' he had the nerve to smash the fae's head in till his hands would become a crimson mess, but he knew he could wait. He took in the fae's appearance scale's he thought, Awww, the blood will be cold, what a shame. he grinned to himself no matter, he deserves to become our food.