---Fristly thanks L Choopacabra, without u this would have nvr bin written, i wudnt want u 2 cry :) ive decided 2 continue this and just see where it goes.

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Owen was brooding, as he always did after making a kill. . .

After leaving the rather bloody mess he had made in the room behind, he made his way toward the riverside docks. It was the best place to go for an alcoholic drink if you didn't want anyone asking too many questions about why you had blood on your clothes.

He marched through the dark and twisting streets that only a man who had lived several lifetimes in the city could possibly navigate effectively. Lucky for me, he thought wryly to himself. His thoughts being interrupted as he turned a sharp corner and almost ran over an imperial watchman.

"Oi! Watch where the hell your going!" the rather startled man exclaimed. Damn! Was the first thought in Owen's head, this is the last thing I need. He momentarily contemplated killing the man but dismissed it. A dead watchman would bring attention and that was to be avoided at all costs by vampires like himself. It was hard enough living in the Empire, but it beat living in the wilderness, never knowing where your next meal was coming from.

"My apologies good sir, I should have minded where I was going a little more" the calm voice of nobility coming from Owen's thin pale lips. He sniggered internally, when you live as long as he had you picked up an accent for all occasions. The watchman looked him over, trying to gauge if the man in front of him was nobility and thus not worth making a scene over. Doing things like that had a way of coming back to haunt you when you messed with nobles. He saw a pale skinned man with dark hair, close to black. A narrow face and eyes that would make you nervous if you stared into them, as they seemed a little too dark brown, the whites a little too blood shot. Looking over his clothes he saw a pair of tough black boots, loose black trousers with an ornate gold buckle and a snowy white shirt under a dark green jacket. The watchman was unsure, possibly a noble, more likely a merchant. About to tell the man to be more careful next time and leave it at that, he noticed that the shirt had a slash in it, just visible partially covered by the jacket.

"Are you alright, it looks like you've been stabbed!" Owen nonchalantly examined the slash and the already closing cut beneath. He had a moments mourning for another perfectly good shirt ruined, he did seem to get through a lot. . .

"Perfectly fine, don't worry. Excuse me I must be going"

"Come on, I'll take you to the temple of Shallya, they can stitch that up for you, care to tell me how you got it?" The watchman ordered firmly. He was only doing his job of course, but still, he was starting to piss Owen off.

"Actually I don't care to, and I'm afraid I must apologize" Not giving the man the chance for a clichéd 'why?' he lashed out. The poor watchman never even saw what hit him. Sweeping his leg out low, Owen knocked him off balance, then jabbed a quick punch into the man's temple, knocking him unconscious, before sliding round to catch him as he fell and lowering him to the ground. All of this in about two seconds. "Sweet dreams. . ."

Leaving the man where he fell Owen headed on his way down to the docks. Reaching the waterfront, he took one breath of the putrid smell emanating from the Reik and decided not to bother breathing until he found somewhere a little less pungent. Walking the waterfront dressed as he was would earn you a mugging in a dark alley usually, but after the first few to try it were found with their necks snapped word quickly got around to leave him alone.

He strolled his way toward one of the seedier looking inns. The name of which, 'the hogs head' seemed quite innocent until you saw the sign above the door depicting a decapitated pigs head with all the details included. It was Owens favourite place to go in the evenings when he had little to do. Opening the door he was hit by a wave of noise, he smiled; it was always fun to watch the drunken revelry even if he himself could not become drunk no matter how much alcohol he drank. He made his way over to his usual corner; he paid the innkeeper well to keep the table for one free for his use. He sat down with his back to the corner so that he could view the rest of the room. The place was packed tonight, mostly river boat men, but with the occasional mercenary thrown in. Of course, there were the local drunkards thrown in but they were of little interest, slumped over the bar miserably drinking away. He sneered in disgust . . . what a waste of life, especially when they had as short a life as they did.

After a few minutes one of the bar girls came over, He knew her well enough, her name was Rebecca, she had even donated a quick snack a time or too. Surprising though it may be, some where willing to give up a pint or two of their own blood, of course it helped that the bite of a vampire inspired ecstasy in the victim when done carefully. Owen gave her a quick grin as she approached, she returned it a little shyly, showing just how young she really was compared to him. He could barely remember the time when he had been as shy as that. . .

Clearing his head of such thoughts Owen reminded himself why he was here, not just a quiet drink tonight, he was here to meet someone. Just then Rebecca reached the table and asked him what he wanted to drink. Now what was the code again? Oh yes,

"I'll have the special please; just make sure it's thoroughly cooked, last time it looked like it was barely even dead." He quirked a smile at her as he said this, sharing a wink at the joke.

"Of course sir, come this way and you can choose your meat." This was another part of it of course, so he followed her into the back rooms, past the kitchen and down a rickety set of steps into the basement. She led me up to the door and he thanked her as she headed back up to the main rooms.

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