-|[A Sip of Finer Wine]|-

[_/|MiNaTo|\_]

The moment his fangs punctured her skin, she ceased struggling, finding the cruel treatment overwhelmingly pleasurable. Never did she notice the blood that was being drained from her veins - nor will she ever know.

Minato withdrew just before causing death to the girl from bloodloss, though his thirst sated. He released the passed-out feme from his grasp, her limp form collapsing to hard concrete below. He raised a hand to wipe off the crimson liquid that escaped consumption. Minato merely stared at the red substance, then licked it off his fingers.

Minato glanced about the shadowed alley, checking if anyone saw. It seemed that no one but himself and the tapped female on the ground were around. He dug out his earphones from his jacket pocket, plugged it into his mp3 player, and began listening to various emo/rock musicians. Turning his back to the girl, Minato casually strolled out of the alleyway, appearing as if nothing happened.

Light grey orbs stared unseeingly to the sidewalk. Barely moments before, Minato had happened upon this town, not seeing much of a difference of those prior to now. Luck would have it, an eager female, waiting outside of a bar, came up to him - now she lie on the ground. Quenched as he may be, Minato still had a craving for the sweet sin known as blood.