Zadkiel, Zadkiel, Zadkiel... What did she just think when she decided to run off into the blue this time? To explore, she kept on telling herself when she went off on a little 'journey' around. But actually, she just loved to pop up at random times at just as random places. She’d usually stay there for only a couple of days before disappearing as suddenly as she had appeared.

But not this time.

She was not able to zap around. She wasn't able to heal. Straightforward, she wasn't able to do anything. The archangel had lost her powers. All of them. She was merely a human now. But she wasn't alone with this problem. All of her siblings had it. They fell. Unable to do anything. Stuck in their vessels.

  The young female, quite tall, long white hair and soft grey eyes strolled around the park she'd found some days ago already, trying to kill time as usual these days. She was dressed as any other woman would dress at this age. Sporty and casual. She had her hair tied back into a messy bun, since she still had some trouble handling it in any other way. But honestly liked it better that way. In a bun or a braid. Her eyes slowly wandered around, hoping to find a little thing, distracting and/or interesting. At least it was quite a nice place to be stuck at. A little park, not that many people, a library and lots of other public facilities.  It was truly a nice little city. Quiet, not that huge of a metropolis... just as she loved it.

Slowly leaving the park behind, she directed her walk into the city centre. Hunger had started again deep down in her stomach, one of these feelings she still had to get accostumed to. Her thoughts slowly drifted away, wondering what her siblings were doing right now, or where they were. She wasn't able to feel their presence anymore. A sickening, frightening feeling... loneliness.

As Zadkiel turned around a corner, her eyes everywhere but on her current path, she promptly bumped into someone. At least, it did not cause anyone to fall.

Never opposed to walking, especially in cities where the maze was always far too entertaining, he hadn't bothered with the car since leaving it in the parking garage of the hotel. Adam was currently seated on the top of a low planter, dividing the outdoor dining from the sidewalk and street traffic. Just watching for the moment as people passed him. This city was an odd one and it lent itself easily to the aura of Halloween. Not quite the mask it put on during Mardi Gras, the air of ghosts and ghouls was far too authentic for such a trivial thing as milking cash from drunken tourists.

When he found what he was looking for, a man who's thoughts were hardly happy or playfully scary, he stood and crushed the cigarette out in the concrete planter, the butt disappearing into a steel cast pocket holder. It was both the polite thing to do, not littering and all, as well as a protective action. It wouldn't do for a cigarette butt with vampire dna on it to turn up at a murder scene.

Speaking of murder.

He was hardly subtle as he approached the man, simply walking up to him and throwing an arm around his shoulders. Despite the loud swearing and the shove he didn't let go. The ancient vampire loved to use the 'random drunk guy' act to get close to his prey. He leaned in and whispered the man's unwholesome thoughts back to him, promising him an experience to top even that rush.

Once they were off the main street, away from crowds, he drove a talloned hand into the human's side, curving around to take a solid hold of the man's ribs. The scream hardly bothered him, the desperate punches and kicks and scratches to his arms, the back of his suit coat, legs and face stopped as soon as the man saw those black orbs of eyes. Most of the generations old New Orleans natives knew well the truth of vampires even if they hadn't personally encountered one.

He dropped the body after using his victims shirt to clean the blood off his hand and from his face and turned to leave the narrow side street only stop. This person may not have seen the kill, at least he hopped they hadn't, or perhaps she had.