Arturo leant against a wall glancing over a book that he barely read anymore, he used it as a fairly good cover for his victims. A simple bump to drop his book. The victim would pick it up then Arturo would charm them. It just took patience and skill. Eye contact tended to work, but it was dampened by his eye contact which hid his bright red eyes a side effect of the addiction within.
Flirting did tend to work as well because luckily he was attractive enough that he would get approached by girls drawn to him, he wasn't vain in anyway he just used his looks to get what he wanted. Perhaps he was a little...
His eyes scanned as he "read" his book, he found his target, his mind intrigued by her looks. Her slim fitting face was only enhanced by her hair, glancing down her body quickly she dressed more for comfort than style it seemed. Perhaps she was tired, a job maybe or even university running her ragged. There was no one in this girls life as she wore limited makeup of her face, a slight glow from the natural pigments in her skin. Girls these days just covered themselves in make up turning themselves orange for no reason, thinking it made them more attractive, but they were all just blood to Arturo. Though his smiled inwardly already forming a plan, limited attachments from a victim meant he could hold onto her for longer, if she fit his taste that was. He would have a sample before deciding to keep her for a while or drain her where she stood. Arturo could feel another set of eyes on him. A girl was watching him already enamoured by his presence, he smiled darkly and held her there until he was ready to have her follow him when he had intercepted this new wonder.
Stepping forward he kept his head down, bumping into the girl dropping his book to the floor. " I'm very sorry. I should look where I'm going in future." He looked at her giving a smile.
