VashonnGray had a little fun on his grocery run. He didn't need any more guns at this point but he employed his imagination anyways. After all, this was supposed to be subtle and he could do subtle. The AA12 rested comfortably beneath an article of clothing on the center floor in Flint's car as the hunter got out. No point in making things obvious by bringing it. Instead he had a long gym bag with him. The buttoned coat covered his armor, managing to make him look more bulky than he really was.
The night was a welcome thing to vampires. They were unrestricted and bold but it also made them more predictable. A club. A filthy place of intoxicating influence and obnoxious noise. Like high school prom night all over again. Good thing he had no intention of actually entering. Gray was here for the nab and working as a group would certainly make this easier. He glanced over to the van expectantly. Autumn could help identify a target and Rikive, the other volunteer, would help nab them. She was a mystery. She didn't smell abnormal or look strange. Though she did talk with rather a "classic" vocabulary. Kind of like she was stuck in the past. And then there's that sword she had in the bunker. Gray shrugged at the thought and pulled out his cell phone. "Hey Autumn, time for the party. Are you ready to dance?" He had some fun with the euphemism, grinning playfully despite the fact that no one seemed like they were paying attention to him.
The night was a welcome thing to vampires. They were unrestricted and bold but it also made them more predictable. A club. A filthy place of intoxicating influence and obnoxious noise. Like high school prom night all over again. Good thing he had no intention of actually entering. Gray was here for the nab and working as a group would certainly make this easier. He glanced over to the van expectantly. Autumn could help identify a target and Rikive, the other volunteer, would help nab them. She was a mystery. She didn't smell abnormal or look strange. Though she did talk with rather a "classic" vocabulary. Kind of like she was stuck in the past. And then there's that sword she had in the bunker. Gray shrugged at the thought and pulled out his cell phone. "Hey Autumn, time for the party. Are you ready to dance?" He had some fun with the euphemism, grinning playfully despite the fact that no one seemed like they were paying attention to him.