Owen leaves through the back door of the store, it's after midnight and his shift is over. He locks the door, he had leaned on his contacts to find a job, sure it's temporary one but with the lengthening of the nights, he should be able to hold it down through to December. Seven pm to twelve pm, he is sure glad that the back cameras haven't had their lens clear as often as they should and so the images that they record aren't the greatest and the tapes themselves have been used for years as well.

So far, the owner hasn't seen fit to replace the tapes or upgrade the cameras to digital. It's likely that until a burglary occurs, the owner will keep brushing it off. A great place for a vampire to work.

Rubbing the stubs on his chin, he glances off into the darkness that is the back lot of the building. Sucking in a breath, Owen begins to walk away from the door, whistling as he does so, hands in his jacket pocket once he straightens his sun glasses. His mind elsewhere as he walks through the short back parking lot.

Then, once he was in the darkness, somebody grabs him and kicks out his legs while pressing him down into the ground. "Slowly pull your hands out of your jacket." The mugger says, he feels something poking him in the head.

Choices, choices. Owen muses to himself as he slowly pulls his hands out of his jack, he is sure that his left hand goes for his sun glasses. Summoning his blood, he spends it as he turns his head, looking at his would be mugger and the man jerks as he snarls at the man.

As quick as he could, he gets up and as the man tries to bring the gun back into play, he spends another point of blood as he grabs the wrist and pushes the mugger's arm up. As he over powers the man, the gun is let go and he knees the man in the face before pulling the man up with a powerful yank. Pulling the man up to his mouth, he opens his mouth wide, he bites into the man's front of the throat, clamping his jaws as tightly as he could.

His Beast purrs in pleasure as the mugger's blood continues to come into his mouth, down his throat, and into his stomach. Finally, he lets go but not before he licks the area. Once the mugger is on the ground, he gives the man a few kicks to the walking away as he puts on his sun glasses once more, not really caring what become of the mugger at all. Going to have to watch my surroundings better.