She'd find that there were two cloaked figures at the end of the alley. They appeared to be communicating to each other, though there lips were barely moving and all she would hear, even with her sensitive ears, was a soft hum. The white cloak gestured to one of the apartment buildings in particular with an aggravated movement and the black figure responded softly.
If she catches a whiff of their scent, she'll be able to tell they're not human, although what they are is hard to tell. They're not her kind, though. They both turned to regard her, not oblivious to her presence. The white cloaked figure takes a step toward her, his smile anything but kind. The figure in black restrains him, peering at her from under his hood. Both their faces are obscured, although they appear to be observing her. It's hard to tell what they want.
Just got the alert--sorry I'm late! (which one do you want: black or white?)
Date: 2012-09-14 10:43 pm (UTC)If she catches a whiff of their scent, she'll be able to tell they're not human, although what they are is hard to tell. They're not her kind, though. They both turned to regard her, not oblivious to her presence. The white cloaked figure takes a step toward her, his smile anything but kind. The figure in black restrains him, peering at her from under his hood. Both their faces are obscured, although they appear to be observing her. It's hard to tell what they want.