[h1]Eleanor * 5254 Grove Gardens[/h1]

[i]What a fantastic night,[/i] thought Eleanor as she examined herself in the mirror. She'd just stepped out of the shower after having scrubbed a copious amount of human blood off of herself and down the drain; yes, last night had certainly been fantastic. She hadn't gotten any sleep, but of course, that was how she thought things [i]should[/i] be. Even if it weren't, Club Plasma was such a hip place to be that she wouldn't miss it for some stupid sleep. She would sleep while the sun was out, or she could party and feed in a nice dark place. She looked down at her naked, pale belly and wondered if all this blood- she was a very well-fed vampire- would make that attractive fat tummy fill out more than she wanted it to. 

[i]Nah.[/i] 

If it did, she had more than enough for liposuction, anyway. Plus, she was in her prime! She wouldn't have to worry about getting fat for, oh, another century. 

Out of the oversized bathroom she went after deciding that her complexion was perfect for the moment. From there it was straight into a wardrobe so large a child could get lost in it. Once again, it was the usual problem: What to wear, what to wear? Eleanor frowned while she peeked through her ridiculous collection of clothes and eventually decided on a formal black dress. She slipped on a wide-brimmed hat to protect her face, and then slathered on a ridiculous amount of sunscreen, wrinkling her nose. She would be heading out this morning. Before the sun was too high. Not that it would hurt her much anyway, with the amount of 70 SPF she'd just rubbed on. The smell of it threatened to choke her. 

[i]Time to make the rounds and patrol the poorer parts.[/i]