There is a time for finesse, aye, that is true, but now...now isn't one of those times.

Not when out if respect, and a healthy amount of fear Niamh hadn't once dove into the waters intent clear as an unspoiled spring, desire bubbling first, then surging. Wrapping her around its siren call unable to aught else until the devil within was sated.

Now with her mark upon illuminated glass, she wasn't bound by honor, respect or fear to deny the devil within.

She'd come here time and time again. Anticipation, and careful planning were needed, and while she hadn't succumbed and tasted..,that didn't mean she was idle before the ritual of her Acknowledgement was finalized.

No, she watched without being seen. A talent she needed as unlike some of her kin who where the picture of the siren able to lure men to the sea with their voice or body,

Half past, Jeremy left the company of the other guard, Michael. The latter favored cigarettes while the former wished to cease. His wife abhorred the scent of the smoke upon him.

And so, he turned left to continue his patrol while his fellow turned right. Grey smoke, already carried by the midnight wind.

Niamh knew his gait, his habits. She knew his pattern as he looked over the large metal containers he guarded.

She knew when and where to strike for maximum effect with minimal risk, and yet.....

......and yet...

Permission had been granted and this man wasn't protected.

In a rush, strange to even herself she saw herself gone from her hiding place, rushing this Jeremy like it was the only thing to be done.

There is shock, a loud splash. Shouting. Concern from the smoker, Jeremy wasn't far enough away!

But, but Niamh was already upon him, naked as a newborn pressing against his body, fangs descended and gleefully piercing Jeremy's neck.

Greedily she supped. Gratefully the water swallowed her wanton moan as blood, precious blood was tasted on her tongue.

Once she'd had her full, the devil within sated, Purring its contentment, Niamh pulled Jeremy out of the water, forced him to expel the water in his lungs, risking being seen, remember as she made sure this guard lived through her rough treatment of him before she turned her back, and disappeared in the water.