Post by Benjamin Gauge on Jul 20, 2014 23:04:06 GMT -8
The night air was a deal warmer this evening. It wasn't out of the ordinary that Benjamin was out wandering around the streets of New York. Heck, it was almost a routine for him by now. The only problem in this area was that there was a lack of...elves. Call it prey exclusion that the Gangrel wouldn't feed on anything but the elven community; however, that was pretty much how things ended up as. Even smelling normal blood now somehow made Ben nauseated. He needed the vitae in his system, to feel that hard rush through his mind. Not once would he admit his addiction though. It wasn't anyone's business but his own, and the Kindred was going to keep it that way--it wasn't like Kakeru had any issues with it (not his knowledge). The binding properties of any drug-like substance also had its withdrawal period, and that was what the gunslinger was struggling with the most at the moment.
"Borrrred", the vampire groaned, kicking at the sidewalk with his scuffed up boots. Ever since Kakeru had to go and do whatever stuff he normally did, it left Ben longing for something to do. Something, anything really. The progress he made on refurbishing his vehicle was out the window. He had started from scratch again here, since his last vehicle was all the way back in Canterbury...halfway across the world. It was when he proceeded down this particular street that his annoyance with the lack of things to do came to an abrupt end. It turned out to be Ayden's area. Last he had heard the doctor had moved into a hotel room. He wondered what the male had been up to. Walking up to the hotel area though he quickly recalled that there were two stories to it and several rooms. "Which one...is his?" he muttered aloud.
"Borrrred", the vampire groaned, kicking at the sidewalk with his scuffed up boots. Ever since Kakeru had to go and do whatever stuff he normally did, it left Ben longing for something to do. Something, anything really. The progress he made on refurbishing his vehicle was out the window. He had started from scratch again here, since his last vehicle was all the way back in Canterbury...halfway across the world. It was when he proceeded down this particular street that his annoyance with the lack of things to do came to an abrupt end. It turned out to be Ayden's area. Last he had heard the doctor had moved into a hotel room. He wondered what the male had been up to. Walking up to the hotel area though he quickly recalled that there were two stories to it and several rooms. "Which one...is his?" he muttered aloud.