On days like this Nathaniel felt a bit... Well bored. Nothing entertaining was happening, and he was practically dying to do something. ANYTHING. Peering from his 'nest' the man let out a heavy sigh before pushing away from the edge of his roof. The sky was darkening and the immortal felt a bit lonely. Moving his ebony hair from his porcelain skin, the vampire slowly moved into the Victorian styled house from his window. The night was young, yet he wanted nothing more than to just head back to sleep. 

"Oh, how I miss the days of my youth." he grumbled out as he headed towards his room. "And the parties. The music... I yearn for it..." He mumbled softly as he passed his wardrobe. "And the people, they were quite delectable back then as well." He sighed once more, sounding completely bored.

A sudden door slam disrupted the Vampires brooding. "Nathaniel, if you are home, I have brought company." A voice rang out. "Alexander..." Nathaniel spat out as he thought of his companions name. "At least he warned me before he brought his whore here." Quickly slipping from his room and heading down the steps, Nathaniel headed for the door. A hiss escaped his throat as he passed the pair by the door, engaging in each other's personal areas. "Why must they do those things in the open?" He wondered as he slipped out of the giant front door. The ancient wood caught on one of his buttons, and that's when he had realized that he was still in his 19th Century clothing. 

It was too late to go back, knowing full well that he would run into Alexander and his wench in the middle of... whatever they called it. Moving his long black hair forward, in order to hide his pale complexion, Nathaniel scowled a bit. "The mortals will look at me as if I am some sort of freak..." He told himself before heading down the steps of his house and starting for the gate that surrounded it. "Very well. If I must, I must." He yawned a bit then pushed open the gate before slipping into the night.

The streets were nicely lit, though they could of been a bit more brighter, if it was up to Nathaniel. The fall air was a bit chilly, and even though he had worn out his heavy coat, Nathaniel could still feel the breeze reach his icy skin. The streets seemed fairly busy for the night, though seeing as it was the city, Nathaniel considered that it must normally be pretty busy. Glancing up at the pure white moon, the vampire gave a heavy sigh. "Damn you Alexander..." he mumbled.

((Woah, you’re gorgeous)))