((so, someone fill me in cause i don't have time to read 5 pages. i didn't mean to be rude i was just a little upset))

Alaizabel walked through the house, grabbing long sleeve shirts and pants even though it was hot today. Humans couldn't see her tats. Her markings...

She slipped on a pink shirt that was very fitting to her model body and VERY tight grey pant. She slid a pink bow into her thick auburn hair and walked out the front door of her dull grey and dark blue house into the day. It was so dull down here compared to the heavens. Like walking in a cell, but worse.

Alaizabel turned down the road, and just realized it was night.. She couldn't see a thing. Sitting on the sidewalk, Alaizabel searched through her bag for a nice little glow necklace then got up and continued walking. She did this alot, walking without any aim or direction.

((Yeah... that's about it. And sorry for taking another immortal spot, my characters rule my head...))

Voltaïr pulled on Zolo's sleeve, dragging him along the dark streets. Both twins were hungry now, and lucky lucky... the found two girls. Sucking up his shyness, Zolo copied his brother's method of charming her, biting her and eating a bit, then leaving before she died.
Voltaïr grinned when their mission was complete, draping an arm around his twin's shoulders. "Nice, brother. Don't worry, it's not hard. We don't eat often anyway."