The man looked much the same as the last time Foxx had seen him, with his blue hair, piercings, and slim build… Though oddly…the human did look shorter. He eyed him from his pink band shirt, studded leather jacket, plaid trousers, chains, rings, and… Ah—it was the man’s boots. Iggy wasn’t wearing platforms. They must normally add a few inches. Not that the human really needed the extra few inches, in Foxx’s opinion… Iggy was still a couple inches past six foot, by his guess, even without them…
Slowly backing up to stand beside Oceana as the two men continued to argue, he sent the woman a small smile. She did not smile back. In fact, the taller, black-haired vampire looked rather grim.
“I hope you know what you are doing,” Oceana said as she stared at him, her grim expression not changing. The look in her light blue eyes was…too questioning…too knowing.
Foxx ignored the look and played dumb. “I mean…I’m not going with his plan, that’s for sure.”
“That’s not what I’m talking about, and you know it.”
While he continued to rant at Iggy, Harlow glanced their way, his eyes narrowing.
Foxx gave the man a hesitant smile, while softly saying to the other vampire, “Please…don’t…”
Oceana took a deep breath in and let it out. “Fear not…I won’t say anything. I’ve never been one to agree that any species deserves outright extermination.”
He let out a puff of air, his shoulders relaxing. “Thank you.”
“It's no trouble feigning ignorance on my end. Besides, I doubt I’d live long if I told someone.” Oceana smirked.
Foxx smiled, a giggle slipping out despite the situation. “What makes you think that?”
She raised a brow in a clear sarcastic question. “I caught a glimpse of what that man could do while still…human. I have no interest in experiencing it now that he is stronger than me.”
His smile widened as he drawled, “It wouldn’t be him you’d have to worry about.”
Oceana chuckled, a genuine smile on her face now. “I’d be fucked either way.”
“That you would,” Foxx chimed happily.
“Don’t worry. I’ll keep it from Iggy too.” She sighed, her smile dying as her mouth twisted in disgust. “That man can’t keep a secret to save his life. I don’t know how he managed to not blab about us in the years before the world found out.”
“Thank you.”
She grunted, eyeing the two still arguing men. “I think…the vampires we are dealing with were drugged.”
Foxx stiffened. “I think so too… We could… We could try to save them?”
She frowned. “We haven’t ventured into the city yet…but one got close before fleeing from the lights. I don’t think…” She sighed again. “I caught a glimpse of the man’s threads. It was brief, but whatever is going on, I think it’s too late to save them.”
Part of Foxx wanted to ask how she even managed to see the man through the lights. Maybe his eyes would start to adjust the longer he stayed there?
“I…have to see that with my own eyes, I think…” Foxx said softly. “Have you seen anything like this before?”
“No… But I get why you need to see it for yourself,” Oceana mused, before snorting and saying, “We should probably break them up before Harlow kills him.”
At the comment, his head snapped in the direction of the two men, only to find that the dhampir had picked Iggy up by his shirt, the human struggling and kicking at the man. “Harlow, put Iggy down! Now!” he hissed.
Hands on his hips, he stormed over, Oceana following behind.
“Put me down!” Iggy snapped, still struggling.
Glaring up at the dhampir, as he pointed at the ground, he demanded, “Put him down!”
Harlow met his glare with one of his own, and while his eyes never left his, he slowly lowered Iggy to the pavement.
When his feet were planted on the ground, Iggy yanked away and hid behind Oceana. “You really had to get your ass changed into a vampire?! As if you weren’t strong enough!?”
Oceana rolled her eyes and released a put-out sigh. “Let’s just make the plans ourselves, since these two are idiots.”
