Post by Ausie Baudelaire on Oct 15, 2007 13:03:33 GMT -5
She thought perhaps she'd have a seizure from all the flashing lights, but she did her best to remain inconspicous, holding a snazzy little cocktail as she saddled up the bar counter, looking around behind her sunglasses. She heard Hunter Astin ran this place. The same Hunter that was a lycan. The same Hunter that had married Triston, albeit it had been quite a debacle. A massacre actually. But if they could attract such attention, well then they worth monitoring. And besides, where two purebloods lurked, there were always bound to be a few more, like snakes in a nest
