Yutaki

"Hey there, little demon." She looks up.  Slick black hair (long enough to grab a hold of), piercings in his ears (too easy to rip out), a white sleeveless shirt too clean for down here, and limbs long and gangly by vampire standards.  He's got rings on two of his fingers, dangling loosely there with his thumbs hooked in his pants pockets.  She wonders how much she could trade those for: the rings, not his fingers.   He stands over her, cocks his head to one side and back, waits.  His expression is annoyingly smug.   She gives him a sudden flash of bared teeth, lips curled back into a snarl. He looks surprised, blinks, then throws back his h