Le Sang De La Vie

Blood, the crimson liquid that gives life to all this world's creatures. Though most walk this world unaware of those who feast on it, we take pride in knowing we can provide the much needed sustenance to our most valued clients. We are Le Sang De La Vie the company most interested in those whom feed off the living. We provide a special service to you, our valued customer. All our dealers are equipped with top notch blood, ready for their buyer's use at the moment of purchase.

A set of silver briefcases catch your attention. The pale people carrying them seem almost too in sync to be real The female with white hair has warm, inviting eyes. The male, with blonde hair has the most vibrant blue eyes you've ever seen in your existence. What exactly is in those cases? You follow the two like an investigator, the ideas of what they carry filling your head. Guns? Drugs? No. something even better. The two disappear into a cafe. You slip into the door, hugging against the wall. The male, tall and handsome, places the case on the bar top. He glances around, then looks to the bartender. The male and female speak in length to the bartender, who pulls out a card. The male you followed places his thumbs on the latches and pushes as he glaces at the bartender. The lid swings open and a gust of pure white fog billows out over the bar top. Once the fog dissipates, it is clear that the case is filled with small, silver vials. The duo speaks to the bartender in completely hushed tones. The female reaches into the opened case and takes out a bottle. She holds it, clearly trying to market what is within the vial. In the dim light of the bar, her eyes seem to glint, and at the same time her teeth catch the light with a glimmer. The male nods in agreement, and they both laugh. It's clear, suddenly, that these two are not human. Your heart starts to beat at a more rapid speed. The male looks up, away from the bartender, as if he had realized something. The girl, however, turns her head and puts her gaze directly onto you. The sweat begins to bead under your collar. You make your way for the door. The male has already closed his case. The woman has stood. They both look to the bartender, bidding adieu. You make one final glance through the window, but, they curiously aren't in your view anymore Gandrell and Grey have spotted you and vanished. Curiosity, has killed the cat?