[ Gray has been looking to do a little research on vampires for unrelated reasons, so imagine her surprise when she learns about an establishment caters specifically to them. Any why would Gen be there? A little bird (literal) told her it had seen someone of his description headed there, and animals have no reason to lie about such things. A bit of dread settles in Gray's throat at the thought that Gen may have been converted. Even if vampires in reality turn out to be more reasonable than their more fictional counterparts, that's a lot of added complication potentially added to Gen's life...
Gray is lost in thought enough that she doesn't notice the suave, beautiful young man in gothic finery until he's practically jump-scaring her. She startles, her hand shooting to release Add within her cloak until she realizes that the man is just being polite(?). She feels like an impostor here for a number of reasons, which adds to her usual shyness, but in reality she fits right into the aesthetic of this establishment. Between her cloak and palette of of blacks, grays, and whites, her facial scar, her quirky blonde streak, and now the searing red tattoo on the back of her hand, she looks as goth/ic as she ever has.
She gathers her wits and stares up at the very vampiric-looking man in front of her. She's finding that vampires are a physically flawless people as a whole, and when people are this beautiful, it's really very distracting. Still, she's gotta fake it til she makes it. Pretend you're feeling normal, Gray. ]
Ah, yes. Though I have a friend that should be inside...
[ Even if she is wondering more and more with each passing second whether or not Gen is really in there. ]
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Gray is lost in thought enough that she doesn't notice the suave, beautiful young man in gothic finery until he's practically jump-scaring her. She startles, her hand shooting to release Add within her cloak until she realizes that the man is just being polite(?). She feels like an impostor here for a number of reasons, which adds to her usual shyness, but in reality she fits right into the aesthetic of this establishment. Between her cloak and palette of of blacks, grays, and whites, her facial scar, her quirky blonde streak, and now the searing red tattoo on the back of her hand, she looks as goth/ic as she ever has.
She gathers her wits and stares up at the very vampiric-looking man in front of her. She's finding that vampires are a physically flawless people as a whole, and when people are this beautiful, it's really very distracting. Still, she's gotta fake it til she makes it. Pretend you're feeling normal, Gray. ]
Ah, yes. Though I have a friend that should be inside...
[ Even if she is wondering more and more with each passing second whether or not Gen is really in there. ]