#sunliteve 01

They roll up their sleeves and fold their arms, whistling at the sight in front of them. "Now that's what I call a sculpture," they say breathlessly. It reminds them of the one back home. A woman, blindfolded with two swords in hand and an egg secured and protected on her lap. It always brought in a calming sense to them. They can stare at this statue for hours.

The familiar sounds of the city seems to lull him in a false sense of security initially. The bustle of people passing by, the vehicles that seem to come and go. Almost as if he's back home at the Tokyo Residential Complex.

And yet...

It's the sounds of the trains that bring him back to reality. A noise new to him that from the life he originally had before. It's something he's never really heard outside of television, not that the giant hole in the center of the city he woke up to earlier wasn't an obvious factor into things. It's what grounds him to realizing that no, he's not back home, and that indeed he's no longer at the academy.

He needed some more information. Something, someone is bound to give him answers, even for as much as he wouldn't like to just approach strangers so suddenly, as if that went well last time.

Someone indeed does catch his attention amidst the bustling crowds as he maneuvers his way around.

So, this is where he'll be residing. Pathetic. He can smell the mixture of filth just exuding from the place within without having to even enter the building. Not only that but there's human scent mixed in with everything else. This place truly has every bit of species in its strange land.

"You, human," when he acknowledges the male, he doesn't look at him. Not until he inhales then exhales slowly, steady. As if savoring the scent. He may not need the blood to survive, but he's in such a foul mood that he wants to sink his teeth into someone and suck them dry.