Snippet #2592583

The Pink haired girl hadn't been the only one to notice the witches careless display of magic. Forcing your had through an object was nothing exactly flamboyant, but it was surely something that would get you noticed, and humans were the least of that witches problems. Decimus stood in the cool of a shop front, some grocery store, revelling in the cool interior. Not that it truly helped much, and a bead of sweat still dripping down his temple from his hairline, running down his cheek and dissipating along his chin.
"Why, why do they always live in hot places. Just once I would like to hunt somewhere where it is cool." He muttered to himself as he watched the violet haired girl drag off the rainbow haired one.
"You'll be happy for the heat when you start losing blood." Said a woman's voice from the back of his mind.
"Shut up!" He snapped, startling a nearby employee who cautiously moved away. He sighed, he really needed to stop doing that, it did little to prevent him getting noticed. Another Employee, a woman with a tie, probably a manager or some sort approached him, cautious of the man in the strange clothes.
"Excuse me sir, can I help you with anything?" She asked tersely, clearly keen to see him gone.
He turned and flashed her a toothy grin, "Just browsing, Thank you."
The obvious lie made ever the more obvious by the fact he wasn't even looking at the shelves, but the two girls walking away down a side street.
"I don't think you can help me with what I need." He said, turning and exiting the cool shop and into the oppressive heat of the Louisiana afternoon. "But I think I know who can." He muttered as he made haste after the girl with the violet hair.

He followed at a distance, The violet one clearly too preoccupied berating the rainbow girl to notice his pursuit. Wherever she was taking her, it was good news. Witches and Warlocks rarely lived alone, unless they were, like Decimus, prone to murderous tendencies. The Majority lived in communal groups, or "Covens". Decimus found the whole thing rather boring. He understood the practicality of learning how to better harness your gifts, his mother had introduced him to many other travelling Haemomancers during his childhood who had taught him various tricks and skills. However he couldn't understand the desire to stay in one place for your whole life, living with the same people, doing the same thing every day. Life was short, especially for Haemomancers, and to waste but a single day was tantamount to the greatest of sins.
That brought a chuckle to his lips.
As if he were in a place to berate anyone on their sins.
The Girls reached the gate of an Estate, and turned to talk. The violet one appeared to be inviting Rainbow girl inside. Considering she had just all but dragged her here, the sentiment seemed lost. This was all Decimus needed to see. Where there was one witch, there would be others. Decimus had already eaten today, even if it was just a mortal. He would wait and stake out the Coven, and pick his choice of the delicacies available.