~ Neirie ~

 As she lightly hop-skipped down the sidewalk, she began to slow to a practical slide in short skids. Pulling one hand up to cover her lower face, she came to a halt across and slightly down the road from an establishment with a large broken window and several scents of curiosity. 
 She could see a rather large woman like figure. And by woman 'like' she could smell that this was NOT human. She'd never smelled anything like it. Being that this was a completely different scent than the earlier 'Unknown blood' smell that drew her here. That would mark two completely foreign smells to her in a matter of minutes, after centuries between this 'new and so unfamiliar feeling' and she had to admit, she did NoT enjoy it.
 She instantly made sure to use her extra energy for every skill possible to mask her 'true' supernatural scent. She knew at least a few of the beings before her could most likely already sense her supernatural presence. But at least she could stop most of the information there. 
 As she almost seemed to fade into shadow itself to any untrained eye. She stayed exactly where she was and watched the acts happening in front of her. She couldn't even begin to decide WhAt race the 'woman' was. And realizing the young man standing next to her was the other foreign scent, especially after she noticed the blood. So. Those were at least two of the beings she had sensed coming from this direction. She could tell that the rather blonde man standing a small distance from them was of another strange scent. Though she knew she had smelled it quite a few times before. She didn't know much as to the specifics. She knew that some smelled different... More feral perhaps? Than the others. But they all had a very, elegant? Smell to them.
  Next, she turned her eyes and scents only, towards the seemingly young woman sitting on one of the establishments chairs. She could smell the fresh human blood all over the girl, and it wasn't her own. She seemed fairly young. Perhaps not truly in human years. She could perhaps be a century or close to two. But she didn't even seem to be trying to really mask anything. Not from supernatural senses anyway. So she must not have had a Master. Neirie mentally shrugged though an ever so slight grin spread across her face. She liked the girls beanie. Biting her lip with one fang she turned her attention again, this time to the seemingly older human business man. 
 Ever so slightly she cocked her head while keeping her ever so slightly pink eyes burning into the man's skin. You see, Neirie had been doing extremely well, she thought. She'd only drink gentle animal's blood peacefully after treating it gently, giving it a bath and a good meal. Then she would 'tranquilize' it as she sang ancient immortals seduction songs to lull it into a peaceful death. She had learned to survive this way on animals for centuries after she had left her Master, only feeding on humans when she would travel to certain cities, once she had trained and learned as much as she thought she could before hunting down her Master, like the Monster he was. She would only feed from or kill humans if they were being monsters themselves and doing so would save another. She had killed a few supernatural' s before. Some she knew what they were, others she had no idea, but some tasted the same as others she hadn't known of what races or origins they hailed from. 
 But she hadn't realized exactly how long it had been since she was able to preform the ceremony for a gentle animal feeding. Whenever she had to or chose to feed from sentient beings like humans. It was usually a rather violent individual, and therefore made her emotions and hunger a little more volatile in the process.  Had it been 10 days or 10 years? She couldn't remember. 
She made an ever so light shiver as she tried not to focus on that and focus on the strangely scented man perusing the rubble.
He was human, she was fairly sure anyway. But his aura was something strange and twisted. He had different scents among his own, some magical, some long distant. Human. Perhaps. But normal? He was far, far from it.