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[color=FF4D4D][b]Time: [/b][/color]Dusk
[color=FF4D4D][b]Location: [/b][/color]Alexei's 
[color=FF4D4D][b]Interaction: None[/b][/color]
[color=FF4D4D][b]Jams:[/b][/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0AJTXv8T-Y]"All our times have come, Here but now they're gone..."[/url][/center]
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Helene wrapped her own arms around herself as she got back on the asphalt roads of Ember Grove, a nervous look in her eyes as she avoided the gaze of every person that walked past. Her movements were twitchy as though she had consumed a large dose of caffeine. Phantom voices whispered in her ear and formless shapes threatened her from the corners of her eyes while the growing hunger inside her pushed her more and more to satisfy it. Her mother had taught her to be a respectable lady in every situation but she couldn't help it as she was just so scared. Dread loomed over the inevitable decision that she would have to make. Her life or someone else's. Helene wanted it to be as painless as possible. The thought of making another suffer was almost too much.

That was why she decided to make her way into the center of town to Alexei's, where a number of back alleys and drunken patrons would give her ample options. There was no way she could be like her mother and seduce her target into a false sense of security before striking. If she tried to get to know her...victim, then she doubt she would be able to go through it. Every step she made she felt she was being watched from afar by a being with killer intent, yet she could not hear or see anything which made it all the more terrifying. After a long, grueling walk she arrived in front of Alexei's almost stumbling like she was already tipsy. [color=FF4D4D]"Helene...daughter of Catherine of the Sinclare Clan...you can do this."[/color] She whispered to herself for encouragement.

Helene walked through the front doors and was greeted with her first ever sight of an American dive bar. This already would have been a lot under circumstances. She gave a faint smile to the man who stood at the door and gave her the bracelet, informing her of its purpose. She nervously held her hands to her chest as she made her way to table off to the side, constantly looking over her shoulder as pictures and objects on the wall would shift and distort before snapping back to normal [color=bc8dbf]"Hello, welcome to Alexei's! My name is Sierra. Here's a menu as well as our special tonight! Can I get you something to drink?"[/color] The bubbly waitress said, catching Helene off-guard as she forgot for a moment where she was [color=FF4D4D]"Blood!"[/color] The word slipped right from her mouth, before she realized what she said and looked at the drinks menu in panic [color=FF4D4D]"A b-bloody mary, p-please!"[/color] Helene quickly corrected herself, though the waitress gave her an odd look [color=bc8dbf]"You got it, be out in a bit."[/color] Helene nodded quietly as Sierra left her table, desperately trying not to fidget in her chair as she could almost feel the blood coursing through the waitress's veins.