Its a Beautiful Night (Sevanni)

[Jace Vaux]

Jace watched him closely, as he rested his head back, and as his hand went to his neck, feeling the puncture wounds there and the little bit of blood he hadn't bothered to lick away because he didn't know any better. That why he'd been him on his neck as well. Both times Sevanni had bitten him, it had been on the neck. He didn't know anything else. And he couldn't believe how easy it had been to push him over onto his back. He remember the first time they met and Jace had struggled against his hold, but had found his grasp imposable to escape, but that had been easy.

Almost too easy. Which meant he was strong, through he was smart enough to know he would remain this way. So he wouldn't be able to do that kind of stuff for long. Still, did give him an awesome feeling. He watched him put the bloody fingers to his lips and clean the blood off them, wishing now that he'd taken more, although Sevanni had already been starting to push him away at the time he had withdrew. Had he wanted to, he probably could have kept going, digging his nails into his flesh and holding on. But the idea actually held little interest to him.

He caught his gaze when he looked up at him, and Jace had only smiled back at him before looking away. He just felt so... empowered or something. Restless. He wanted to do something. Anything really. His body had actually begone to slide to the other side of the bed, ready to get off and do... something. He had no clue what his body was planning on doing, but Sevanni's movement had made him stop, and look back at him, half sitting up, propped up on one arm and looking at him. Had he noticed his moving closer to edge of the bed?

There was a dark look on his face, but Jace merely stared back at him, seemingly unaffected by the look. He turned his body more toward him. Clearly, there was something coming. A scolding or some kind of lesson. Fine. He'd sit and listen. He could do that.

"You must not do that again without permission." Jace resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the matter of fact tone of his. Instead he nodded. "Fine with me." And kind of gave a half hearted shrug. No big deal. Although Sevanni had tasted so damn good. He was eager to taste others. Compare different scents and tastes between others. He smiled, yet again. It seemed nothing could ruin his night. Damn he was so freaking happy it was unbelievable.

His gaze unintentionally shifted, looking at the door. He didn't understand why all of a sudden he was just feeling so restless. He'd been fine before. Well it really didn't matter why it had come over him, it that really matter was how the hell he was going to get rid of that feeling. And for the first time that night he frowned, his lips forming a tight line on his face. What to do... what to do. He was still looking at the door. His body was aching to get up and move. Run. That's what it was. He wanted outside. He wanted to get out and test his knew found strength, and speed. He just wanted to move. Jace had never been the type to just sit somewhere for long. He'd always been on the move, so natural he was wanting to get out again.

[HIDDEN EVIL]

"Fine with me." Silkily his eyes narrowed, oh newlingsalways did push his buttons in a weird way. He didn't expect Jace to change...in fact, he rather liked and appreciated how he was. Over time he would have to succumb to the changes in his body and how he moved about. In thought you could move fast and in reality do just the same. One had to focus to not screw up, and once you knew how to control it, it was easier than blinking those eyes.

Sevanni took note of his urgency. He wanted to do something hmmm? Easily done. He did like turning terror over New York, now he had someone with whom he could watch rather than join. He had to show him, teach him. Eventually over time Sevanni would push and push him closer to the edge. Bring him to maximum heights and make sure he would never falter. It was high time his fledglings take things to another level, Jace only made Sevanni aware of this need.

"Okay, okay." Sevanni began with a firm slap to the bed. Moving to sit up fully and turn to the edge so he could stand up. "Let's let you loose on New York shall we?" Sevanni moved around the bed, moving to kick his sneakers on and a fresh shirt. Jace's belongings had been brought up by Annaliah while Jace was sound in his transformative mode. "Get your sneakers...." He began with a stretch of the arms and then placing them by his sides.

He wanted to go out. Then out they would go. Such a hyper one. Getting it all out seemed to have been the only thing that would make him shimmy to a calm.

The hour was within the nine to ten o' clock bounds, they would take the town car to the city, an easier place to rid evidence before someone caught you, or a body was found by some lamer who didn't mind his business. If Jace made a boo boo, it would be cleaned up within moments. He was allowed boo boo's. He was new. Also, he was a boy, and as a boy he was going to cause some damage. Sevanni's eyes would be on him for sure over the course of his new life.

Jace seemed as though he hated hearing talk. It reminded him of a few people he had come across. But sometimes listening for your own good was better than not listening at all. "I know you don't like hearing long boring talk.....so I'll make this easy on you." He started after getting out of the parked car, looking over the roof at Jace. "I'll keep an eye on you.....Stop before the heart stops.......dead blood is incredibly horrid, not to mention it does terrible things to the insides." He snickered at his own memory of feeding until almost nothign was left. Testing the theories he had been told.

"And no backing down after a bite. You are more powerful than them...." He pushed out as he walked around toward him, sticking his keys in his right pocket and meeting Jace face to face. "So use your strength." Sevanni smirked, lifting his chin to overlook him. "Well.....let's see how you do." He quirked brows, setting a task out unto him. Jace could have all the fun he wanted, so long as he didn't kill anyone of grave importance.

[Jace Vaux]

"Okay, okay." Eyes forced themselves to look away from the door to glance over at Sevanni after speaking and slapping his hand down onto the bed. Sevanni got up from the bed, and his thoughts turned hopeful. Were they going to leave now. Had he finally noticed his burning desire to get out of the house? "Let's let you loose on New York shall we?" Yes! Finally they were going to leave. He slid to the edge, the smile back on his face. "Get your sneakers...." He'd seen them, and wondered when they had been brought up, clearly sometime when he had been changing. He put them on in a hurry, and was ready to go only seconds later. He really wanted to leave.

They took a car out to the city. Which was good. He had several people over here he wanted to pay a visit to. He got out of the car, looking around; good, he knew just where they were. "I know you don't like hearing long boring talk.....so I'll make this easy on you." It really wasn't so surprising he didn't like to hear those long boring talks. They tended to sound like a lecture or something. And who on earth did like hearing that kind of talk anyway? They certainly in their right mind, that was for sure.

"I'll keep an eye on you.....Stop before the heart stops.......dead blood is incredibly horrid, not to mention it does terrible things to the insides." Oh.. he was going to keep an eye on him was he? Well, he could certainly try. He wondered if he could outrun him. After all he had been able to push him over only a short while ago, so didn't that mean he should be able to run faster too. Maybe. He would just have to see. Not that he was going to try and get away from him; no, it was nothing like that. He was simply in a hurry, so he planned on moving as fast as he could, whether or not Sevanni could keep up and follow him.

"And no backing down after a bite. You are more powerful than them...." Them. No longer one of him. He was no longer just another human in the crowd. They were something separate then him. He was powerful. He had so many advantages over them. They were nothing compared to him. It gave him a rather wonderful little feeling to think about it. How easily he could overpower them. He looked up into his face, expecting more. And he wasn't disappointed. "So use your strength." He gave a slight nod of his head. Just letting him know he was listening and understood.

"Well.....let's see how you do." It was a task; a challenge of sorts. And he smirked. He accepted, of course. And he wouldn't disappoint. He had so many things in mind he wanted to do, and different people to see. People who had once threatened his life. He turned away from him, and walked. A set destination already in mind. He walked along the street for a minute, looking for something specific... there. An alleyway. He made a sharp turn and the darkness of the alley folded around him. Jace was both pleased and surprised by how well he could see through there.

Now, he wanted to try and run. He wanted the speed. So he ran, it seemed second nature to him, running. The though speed was certainly something he would have to get use to. He had nearly misses his turn, and had only just made it, coming very close to slamming himself against one of the walls surrounding him. It had been his quick reflex's that saved him. He continued going straight for a minute, then made a left. He stopped when he came a older building. It was an apartment, some run down place that the scum of New York tended to gather, and made their little deals. He'd never come here but a few times. And only because one of the guys here owed him money. Well, luckily for the guy Jace no longer cared about the money, however, what he planned to take from him was even better.

There was a fire escape just there on the side of the building, it was how he always got inside. He absolute hated going in through the front. This really wasn't the type of place anyone wanted to be seen going in. He had just started to climb the ladder when a cop car drove by. The guy he'd been going to see was completely erased from his mind at the site of that car. He got down off the ladder.

It had been driving by somewhat slowly, just out on patrol. He'd be able to catch up easily. He smiled to himself, and then took off after it. And just like he had thought, he had caught up quickly. He jumped on the car, and it came to a quick stop. He waited.., just as the driver was getting out he pounced on him like some kind of cat, pulling him to the ground without any effort at all. His fangs found his neck despite his struggles to get Jace off him. His fangs sank into his skin and blood filled his mouth. He nearly choked, but judged the rate of the heart and swallowed with each beat.

Only a few seconds had passed, and then he realized there was another cop in the car because he had just heard the other door slam shut, and then he was shouting at him. He looked up, the cop under him didn't move. Jace smiled, this other cop was pointing a gun at him. He stood slowly, acting as if he were planning to corporate with him and come without a fight. He took a step closer, and bent down, though still looking at him, too press two fingers to the other mans neck, checking for a pulse.

Jace acted quickly, grabbing the mans wrist holding the gone and twisting it until the gun was dropped and he heard the bone crack. Then he pulled him up and towards him, pressing his other hand to his mouth so his stupid shouting would stop. He licked his lips, cleaning them of the others blood, and then bite into him. And he bite hard. Some of the blood sprayed out and onto the side of his face. Sevanni's blood was good, but this was something different. It was so warm. This is what his thirst had really been crying out for. An it was so good. He was tempted to keep drinking after the heart stopped, but knew that it was probably better just to listen to Sevanni. He let the man go, dropping him at his feet.

He gave a little chuckle. "That was easy." He murmured. "I guess that's because I've killed before." He was talking mostly to himself. It had been easy. Too easy. Obviously he wasn't going to have problems adjusting to this new life style. In fact that had been fun. Though could be because it was cops. He'd always liked messing with them, now he could simply kill them.

[HIDDEN EVIL]

He was so taken back by this kid that he was almost happy. Sevanni Black....happy? Dare it be whispered. Surely the tides of enemies would come barreling through. It was bad enough he expected James Silvius to come knocking on his grave sometime soon. That was, if poor dear old spineless James had grasped the realms of reality. Sevanni wanted to get on his little girlfriend for a long time, but not for reasons one would usually think. Oh no, it was so much more different. She was an infection. A disease that encouraged the non-slaughter. Or so Sevanni thought. But everyone had their secrets, didn't they?

Shaden had been such a good little boy that Sevanni had nothing but sheer delight at the sight of him. Knowing how to hit all the right buttons, and on top of it, like a succulent cherry waiting for those lips to suck off the whipped cream......he had killed his beloved Annabella. It had been a job sure, and often Sevanni had this gut wrenching pull in his stomach. As if he was pulling on himself with a violent scrape of sharp nails.

He didn't want Annabella to die. His ID did. Wanted her gone because she was a cloud in his thoughts. Much like the Tri-pod had done to him. Only this time, there was no exile. He had to live with what his ID had done, even if he were to be awakened.

There was so much more that Sevanni wanted to tell Jace. He was a bit too eager to get out there and do something bad. It made Sevanni watch with high intrigue. What was he planning? Would he be found by the mortal eye doing his misdeeds? There were loads of quizzical thoughts passing through that mind of his, but he had to wait and see.

Sevanni had moved over to stand in the street, leaning against a brick wall to the building just on the left of where they parked. Sevanni relaxed back, his eyes closing as he tried to put his focus on Jace. It was like watching a cartoon at first. He saw a shimmer of shadow plounce behind him when he made his halt before hitting the wall. His speed. He had a great speed about him, but focusing in on your turn before approaching it was something Jace was going to have to learn. If Sevanni wanted to rush behind him, he could do so within the blink of an eye and not have to stop like Jace had.

There was the whisper of law around. There was always a cop about, only he had felt it inside of him when Jace turned his attention to the man in the cruiser. Sevanni had left his post then and there once he had made his move and struck fangs into the mans neck. As if the blood rush had flown through his mind through Jace, and therein lay the rub. Jace was younger, and for so long Sevanni had wanted to be that way once more. For a moment in Jace's wildness, Sevanni had felt centuries lighter.

He stood across the street between two tall standing buildings, watching from the shadows with fangs aching to be bored. Watching Jace consume the other, lurking eyes about for witness's of any sort. There were none, but there was now a clean up.

Sevanni reached into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone and sending a text to Marcus. He would have to send a crew as soon as possible from the city to clean up the fledglings mess, be sure no traceable evidence was left behind, and consume the bodies whole so there had been nothing but liquified bone and flesh.

"That was easy." He murmured and those words caught Sevanni's attention as the send button was pushed. "I guess that's because I've killed before." Well wasn't that a splendid piece of information. Sevanni would surely inquire within about that comment eventually.

He didn't move from that spot though. He had tucked the phone away, trying desperately not to light a cigar. The habit was old and he needed to kick it. Not because it was damaging to his health. Hell, the guy was dead after all. But some things needed to change. Entering a coven that wasn't his own was of course a new change, but it was for the better.

He would wait. He would wait and see what the boy did next. See how much more blood he could consume before calling it a night. If he called it a night at all. Then there was the time frame. Getting back before the sun rose above the hills for U.V. lights to hit flesh and char. But Jace had time. Now, he had all the time in the world to enjoy the finer things to his new vampyric life.