With a good criminal heart, hinting at things best left unknown.

[underachiever]

Who: Shikamaru and Seras
When: night of Saturday, January 28
Where: Fangtasia
Summary: Shikamaru takes an old friend out for dinner. (And you thought he was lying about feeding vampires...)
Warnings: Blood, I guess. Unpleasant conversation, maybe?


[He told her he'd meet her here. It isn't as if he's got a car, after all, and he'd only slow her down by foot. But he arrives at the club early, arranging a more private booth for the two of them that'll put some distance between them and the loud dancefloor. It's not difficult. He's practically an employee, if under-the-table.

He orders his usual (vodka tonic) and waits for her to arrive, keeping an eye on the front entrance.]

Comments

[bloodthirsts]

[She finds the place easily enough, a little self-concious as she steps through the door. One of her first thoughts being how much her Master would like this place -- or hate it, it was always hard to tell with him.

Pushing thoughts of Alucard out of her head she looks for Shikamaru, hoping he's already here, luckily for her own comfort she spots him rather quickly and makes a beeline in that direction] Shika. Hey.

[On seeing him one thing registers, that he looks older.]