Anya was.... well, lost would be one way to put it. Really really lost would be a better way to put it. She didn't know what she'd been thinking with wandering about trying to find others that were 'like her', but she'd gotten herself well and truly lost. She knew no one and nothing in this strange place that was filled with very loud, boisterous places (the vampire nightclubs) and neglected to keep track of the way she'd even entered into this busy town..? City? place. She could feel mulitple pairs of eyes watching her as she walks, almost as if sizing her up for dinner. She frowns slightly, soon stopping by the entrance to one of the many buildings here and looks around.
Sara Draconia