Delilah leaned against one of the walls watching the party. She had just gotten there and was watching the other candidates dance. She loved watching the movement of bodies on bodies, the beat of dance music. It felt good. She still felt out of place though. There was something extremely important missing. Drugs. She sighed wondering and doubting in the same second if anyone had anything.
She was wearing a gypsy outfit. Her long dark purple skirt tight around her hips. Her shirt was white and frilly and cut off right under her breasts to show off her belly. Some tinkling bells and other silver decorations hung around her hips. Her hair was done up in a silver clip and some strands fell in her face. Jericho had always talked about gypsies. She crossed her arms over her stomach when she though of him. Today wasn't a day to get down, to day was a day to get down.
Maybe she would watch a little more first, or maybe find a drink. She needed some prey to make her active. Someone who let her take a nibble if she moved on them. There had to be some vampire fans out there right? She needed a little fun a little pick me up! She wasn't sure when she would get it.
