Crashing the Campus

"Jittery, isn't she?" Allen turned to ask Beth when the young vampire disappeared. Beth smiled weakly. Kitra was probably at defcon 12, or some phenomenal number by now.1

"As well she should be," Trevor chuckled, cracking his neck and rolling his shoulders. The noise of several female giggles came from down the hall, but Todd and Trevor, the two youngest wolves, took no notice.2

Kitra appeared in the room once again, to give the men instructions, then vanished. If Allen was at all surprised, he didn't show it. "You know, I thought that dam was smelling funny," one of the younger wolves snickered. "So it wasn't just the garbage." Allen silenced him with a glare.3

"I guess that means we're moving this party outside," the biker smiled dryly. He turned once more to the room, as if making sure there were no more vampires in the walls, then walked out of the room, taking the rest of the pack with him. Beth made sure the door was locked, then followed - Trevor and Todd taking up places directly behind and to the side of her.4

None of the males made much talk as they walked through campus. Trevor played with his switchblade absentmindedly. Beth rolled her eyes - as if they weren't enough of a spectacle already. Allen was the tallest, with faded jeans and his leather jacket - its pockets full of cigarettes and Lord knew what all. The rest of the men were variants of the same: long hair, beards on the older men, leather jackets, bandanas. The younger wolves, Trevor and Todd, wore Aerosmith T-shirts. Dusty, a new member that Beth had never seen before, was the only guy dressed like a normal person: respectable jeans and a tie-dye shirt. (Although the long hair and grease-stained cheeks gave him away as a biker, nonetheless.)5

In a matter of minutes, the small group had walked past the library, the chapel and the union building and crossed the street. The men slipped between houses and followed the scent of water to the dam, trotting across to the small forested area beyond. It was not difficult to find the scent of the vampires. Beth rounded a final curve in the trail and there they were: all three of them.6

Beth smiled a bit in spite of herself. It was comforting to know that, for once, Kit looked nervous.

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  • J0yce
    July 28
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    OMG! worth the wait! ok. so I lied. I'm going to respond tonight...