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The vampire could've sworn he heard hoof beats in the distance a moment ago, but that wasn't what caught his attention. For all he knew, someone had brought a horse with them when they were pulled into Taxon. What did, was the scent of blood thick on the air. It grabbed hold of his attention and demanded it's focus, pulling him in as he drew nearer to the source of the heavy stench.

He was rewarded with a most horrific sight (or one that would be to someone who wasn't ridiculously desensitized to such things due having done much worse in his day): the headless body of an Extra.

Angel knelt next to it, reaching out to touch his fingertips to the blood that pooled around the body. "Still warm," he stated aloud.

...which meant that this beheading had just happened. Which also meant whoever or whatever did this could still be nearby. But, where was the head?

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[ oh angela, angel didn't do this. ...he's done things like this, but not in a very long time and he's not about to offer that bit of horrifying past information after the way you reacted to the game face. it's still too early in this CR for the 'rampaged my way through europe and into the history books' talk just yet. good leap, though. if he were in her shoes, he would've made the same assumption. vampire + bloody body? what else could it be? ]

Huh? What-- Oh, no. No. I didn't do this. I just...found it. Someone else's mess. [ a beat. ] Or something's.

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[One day, Angel really needs to tell her that story. At least then she won't have to imagine him doing all the evil things he's already done and got the t-shirt for.]

You found a body?

[Her voice sounds like she doesn't actually believe him, but it's more because Angela was under the impression crime didn't actually happen here. It's been a month and she hasn't seen one cop yet.]

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[ angel nods in confirmation. ]

I caught the scent of blood and followed it here.

[ joss vamps: better trackers than hunting dogs. ]

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Because you were...

[...hungry? Shut up, Angela. Let your mouth fall behind your brain for once in your life.]

I mean, who is it? Do you know them?

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[ ...not hungry, though angel linefaces at the notion. ]

No, it just-- Blood stands out. Whether you're actively looking for it or not, if there's blood nearby, your nose picks up on the scent and all but demands that you pay attention to it. [ shrug. ] It's one of those vampire things I can't really turn off.

[ angel shakes his head. ] No. No-one I recognize and the scent's unfamiliar, too. [ pause, clarification: ] ...everyone smells differently.

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[Excuse Angela for a moment. She needs to sniff her hair, just to test this "everyone smells differently" line.

Okay, she realized she was being stupid when there's a dead Extra on the screen. Time to get back to business.]

Aren't you going to call the police?