Thread: The Lone Wanderings (attn: anyone in the college hill area to the edges of the Pit)

(This takes place on the 12th of Feb Starting shortly after nightfall)

Eric knows that since he has been aknowledged by the Prince he can now start looking for a place to stay. Even if his body is unaware of the temprature outside Eric knows that unless he dresses for the weather he will stand out. And standing out as a Kindred is not what he is about. His green flannel coat is zipped up all the way with it's hood pulled up. Although this covers his head he wears a base ball cap featuring the local college team. His hands are kept in his pockets as if to keep them warm. On close inspection the pockets are ripped slightly preventing his hands from getting stuck if needed. His black jeans cover the top of his tan boots. He hunches over as if to take shelter from the chill wind that he no longer feels.

"At least it was not as bad as China" Eric muses to himself. "And it seems to be quiter than South America. At least I am back in the nation I helped form. Even though I haven't been here in over a century and a half I still can call this my home". "I earned that right " He thinks as he runs this right finger along a scar on his right side through the pocket lining.

Eric's searches take him all over College Hill and the nearby area. He avoids certian areas that have been claimed by other clans. He even searches around the Pit looking for the place he might call home. He knows that his search for shelter needs to be done soon. Ever since China Eric has been uncomfortable to stay in too public of a place.

"What" Eric thinks "don't trust anyone here"." At least they are family, not the F***ed up things you saw."

Periodicly Eric will walk a loop around a block or two to check if anyone is following him.