New York was truly a jungle of Neon lights and one that he would enjoy with all of his being. Jonathan would live within this big beautiful city as long as he had life within his body, so perhaps until he died. Strange how things like that work, absolutes and whatnot. Betwixt his fingers was a warm cup of coffee, something spiced just right so that the bitter flavor would not overwhelm the desired effect. He wanted to enjoy the night, and that required caffeine to fuel his body. Well it was that and he felt like tasting some of the normal fair that hovered about within diners such as these, dressed in graphic tee and light colored plaid shorts. ”Hrm should have brought that netbook the last sucker bought me, bet the fucker returned it already.” Jonathan muttered lightly, a little annoyed that he had not done so, but instead stupidly left it at his place. Damn his bleeding heart. Watching the ringlets of steam rise from his drink of choice, Jonathan extended the influence of his power and waited. Letting any fool that felt it approach him, and then the hunt would begin; the predator all too skilled within such a thing. Flagging down one of the waitresses he ordered something simple, an order of Melfries, something to fill his stomach and then he waited.
