"Haaa, ne, can't you find something better to eat, Mr. Mosquito? Something perhaps a little less noisy?" came a light voice from behind the pair. A young man was leaning against the building parallel to them, a smile on his face. He was dressed rather casually, in a loose button down shirt and pants, white hair in a ponytail. The one pinning the human up against a wall turned, revealing it's face. It was a man, possibly older than the girl, in a clean crisp suit suit with a tattoo on his neck.
"Heh, what's it to you, eh? You don't seem to care very much, lemme eat in peace!" he barked, turning back to the girl when the man called out again.
"Aha! But I do care, Mr. Mosquito! Look at the moon, the stars! It's not often you get to see them come out so vividly in the city, whose own glorious light flushes out all others. Let us not hurt them by staining their sight with blood, nee? Surely you can ignore your hunger to cherish these lights?"
The vampire only scoffed, sneering, keeping a hand pinned on the girl's throat.
"What do I care about the moon and shit, fucking hippie? You're pissing me off!"
"Mr. Mosquito, I also don't want to shed blood on this glorious night. Leave the child, so that I will not have to."
"Is that a threat, you piece of shit?! Once I'm done here, I'm coming after you, yellow fuc-" Sad to say, he was interrupted by the other man's cane smashing into his face, breaking through the bones in his face and impaling him through his head. The young man pulled his walking stick from the skull of the corpse, letting it crumple to the ground. Pulling out a hankerchief, he started wiping the blood off of the silver-tipped weapon.
"Haaa, I tried to warn him. It really is sad, shedding blood like this. Such a waste. And I was so looking forward to going out and getting drunk tonight too. Hmmmm, what to do now, what to do?" he said to himself, sounding as if he was talking about a disappointment in weather than murdering a vampire. Seeming to remember the girl's presence, he turned to her, smiling again.
"Nee, girly, you alright there? You're bleeding? Ah, such sloppy work. Really, it's truly despicable when they hurt them before killing them. They should take a lesson from humans. Humans care so much for their food that they go to great lengths to ensure their comfort before death. If only these mosquitoes were as considerate." he lamented, kneeling down by the girl, offering her his hand.
"Can you stand, nee?"