Walking around, smelling the air filled with the scent of many young people's blood, Connor grinned. He wandered around, eying everyone, his black trench coat billowing behind him as he walked. He was hungry and he wanted information.

Dominic was at his wall, waiting for the traffic to enter the district. The weather was getting warmer, and it was actually a pleasant kind of night - in as much as nights spent the way his were could be pleasant. It was just passed sunset, so none of the lights were on in the nearby bars and brothels.

Running a hand through blue hair, Dominic stared at the sky.

Connor's grinned widened. He eyed Dominic for a minute, his blood smelt so delicious. He walked up to him, "Hello." He flashed a cocky smile. "Can you be of some..assistance?"

The guy gave him the creeps, but a mark was a mark.

"Without a doubt."

"Great." He smiled and gestured Dominic to lead the way.

"Of course, Sir. Shall I assume you're aware of the associated costs?"

Dominic began walking as he spoke.

"I am not aware, how much? " He followed Dominic.

"The exact amount is up to you; anywhere between $1000 and $10000 US."

"Hm..you're pretty pricey." Connor leaned in to Dominic and smelt him, "I can see why." He grinned, "I'll give you $1000 and maybe more if I like what I get."

Dominic smiled in return, both seductive and subserviant.

"I can promise you, Sir, you'll more than like it."

After another street or two, Dominic led them to a blue-gray building. Two doormen nodded at Dominic, knowing him by sight.

He led his client to a room on the first floor, unlocked the door, and held it open.

Connor grinned and walked in. Once Dominic closed the door, Connor pinned him against the wall. He licked the side of his face. "Do you mind? I won't take much."

"As long as you won't infect me, then feel free. It's happened before."

Dominic rolled his head to the side, baring his neck.

Grinning still, Connor sank his teeth into Dominic's neck. Feeling his blood touch his tongue was like fireworks exploding every ten seconds. He pulled away, after like a minute, licking his lips. "Thanks."
Connor turned around and sat on the bed. "I really just want to talk. I'm really not into..sex with another man. Have a seat, please." Connor lifted one leg onto the bed and rested his arm on his knee, waiting for Dominic to sit.

Wiping his neck, Dominic smiled.

"I figured. Information, then? What do you want to know?" He sat, facing his employer.

"Hm..That notebook everyone's been talking about. I came here, knowing that all ghettos know about everything, to ask about it. How it's used?" he stared at Dominic.