It was a late evening night and it was rather cold outside as snow was falling from the sky. Most would stay inside in a hour such like this one but Vanitas had have importand business to attend to which of course was for him to found someone to feed from. The vampire hadn't planned to for it to have taken a such long time to convince his victim to come with him having hoped it would have gone alot smoother. Vanitas tried to not kill for his blood right now trying to rebuild a safe atmosphere around himself but he suppose he had lost his patience tonight which had caused for a unecessery death to happen which he now was walking away from right after having been sure to make it look like a suicide. Thankfully for himself after having been a vampire for so long know how to clean up after his own mess, to not leave any traces after himself.
Since it was so late though getting himself back home would end up becoming more problematic at this late hour but he could figure it out. He always did his brilliant brain had never failed him in the past and was sure it wouldn't do so now either. Beside. It was not like the cold botherd him much. He could feel temperature but not like normal humans did. He wasn't as sensible like them able to endure alot better then any normal human could. Vanitas would corner one of the bouldings while taking up a lollipop up from his black coat to unwrap the paper and sticked it into his mouth to have something to suck on while trying to figure out what he wanted to do next. Call a taxi to bring him home or spend out here a little bit longer?. A smile would fore up across the pureblood's lips as he suddenly stopt in the middle of the street and took out his arms to have them outstretched by his sides like they where his wings while glancing up at the sky to close his eyes and let the snowflakes land on his face. For a short time he stood there before a short chuckle rumbled out from his throat in amusement.
" For how long are you going to stand there staring at me, mr stalker?." Vanitas then spoked having noticed somebody else present behind himself, in fact he had been able to smell himself to him. Putting back his hands into the pockets of his jacket, Vanitas would opend his eyes again while turning himself around to face the white hair male and played around with the lollipop inside of his mouth as he studied the other male's features. Oh yes, he recognized him knowing exactly who he was. and by the look of his face he seemed to recognize him as well which where a such shame. And here he had wanted to start himself a new life with a new identity but of course he had to run into some old faces. Tch. This could end up troublesome unless of course he could lie himself out from this, hmh?. Decision after decisions. What should a man like him do?.