#jesskitty

"White? Really? I never would have guessed." he leaned back in his chair, doing his best to ignore the fact that her dress didn't hide much. He reached forward and picked up his wine glass. Taking a sip, he looked thoughtfully at Jessica, "Hmm. Good question...Well, I've always leaned toward the color black. I may just be a bit biased though. I don't mind white either."  His foot fell away from hers for a second as the waiter reentered the room which a platter littered with their food. Wufan moved the wine bottle to make room for the waiter as he set the plates down on the table. Steam still rose off the food when the waiter said something. "He says to be careful, the food might still be hot." he related to Jessica as the waiter left. The angel moved his plate and started heaping food from the dishes onto his plate with the chopsticks that he had long since picked up. 

Wufan stared into the darkness, his eyes slowly trying to adjust, "I see, so just your fellow blood?" he said softly. The demon within him squirmed uncomfortably and Wufan had to mentally calm the other. Thankfully, the lights came on a few seconds later...the angel squinted and blinked. When his eyes had gotten use to the sudden light the torches gave off, he examined his surroundings, Immediately, he took count of the others and accounted for all exits by some unconscious instinct. "2005?" he glanced back at Jess, and then he inclined his head to the bloodless figures in the room. "Hello," he said softly. "My name is Wufan. I mean no harm." 

Girl's Generation

Kris puffed out his cheek and wandered around his apartment. He had only manage to find a collection of ten pillows. "Jess! Do you have any pillows at your place?" he called out from the other room.