Shae smiled smugly as she watched Saraekiel glower angrily at her. Needling him was so much fun and nothing annoyed him more than a whinny, clingy, airhead and the topic of Zoheret always got him going but she had to admit even to only herself that she was concerned about his interest in this so called famously infamous Dark Angel. Saraekiel spoke somewhat highly of her and how she was said to help Angels fallen and dark get their wings under them so to speak after their transitions; not that Saraekiel had ever been helped by her, no....Saraekiel would be the last person to ask from help from someone who he didn’t really know. If there was one person who had trust issues it was Saraekiel; the Angel who wouldn’t even tell people his real name and insisted on being called “Kiel”for protection and safety precations. As for her request that she would only go to Venture with him by her side...Pffft. She had already been to the new club...alot actually, she just loved the feel to the place, the buzz and the glam not to mention the oh so attractive people that visited there. Laughing merrily she hopped off the railing and smiled at her friend. “C’mon Mr Dark and Broody, let’s eat. I want to try that Italian Bistro we walked by earlier.” Smiling saucily she strolled ahead confidently knowing Saraekiel was only a few steps behind her, no doubt watching her ass. She had an idea when Saraekiel had said he would take her shopping that she wouldn’t be going anywhere near a Gucci or a Carla Zampatti Boutique so had dressed accordingly with slightly heeled open toed shoes, tight dark blue jeans, a light cream coloured, silk halter top and a waist length, open, blue cashmere jacket. Saraekiel she acknowledged silently looked fantastic in his slightly scuffed boots, black, skin tight jeans, dark blue silk shirt and his ever present ankle length “coat”.
Smiling softly to herself with her loose hair blowing gently in the breeze she casually checked out the people around her, it was busy this time of night but then it was always busy on the boardwalk but she couldn’t help but notice the young woman leaning against the railing looking over the crashing waves, she was about to turn her gaze else where when she sensed the unmistakeable energy she associated with vampires. Unlike Saraekiel she had no problem with other supernaturals no matter the type, if they left her alone she left them alone but she culdn’t help but notice the strong readings she was picking up, this girl was strong, both in character and in ability, abilities she sensed that hadn’t even been tapped into yet. But ever since a few months ago; since the night of the Oligarchy disbandment actually, Saraekiel had been edgy whenever vampires where mentioned or around him so she figured she had better give him the heads up, just in the unlikely case he hadn’t noticed yet.
“female Vampire coming up on our left, young but strong. You gonna set her on fire and dump her in the sea?” She sent telepathically to the Angel behind her as they walked closer to the figure leaning against the railing before them.
Saraekiel couldn’t help but smile slightly as he once again found himself following behind Shae. The shifter could be irritating as all hell, but there was no one he trusted more. He ignored her silent message as he was already aware of the vampire leaning against the railing. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he looked at her, then realized she was familiar to him, though dressed a lot differently to the last time he had seen her.
“Sam?”he called out softly.