Within the park, less then a stone's throw from the Southside Pond, the young Gangrel stops the roaring engine of his blood red bike, after having ran around the place for a while he is almost positive to be the first in, fortunately, despite the park's size, which afords them some privacy, the place is also quite plain, which would help keep everyone on their best behavior, public enough to be seeing yet not enough to be heard, he liked the mix between the two, and without a Priscii they had no better guide then what he thought right...
So stopping his bike and letting it rest, he leaned against it, black mane falling over his bright green eyes for a short time as he breathed in the scent of the plants in the park a smile in his lips as he tried to push the distractions out, sharpening his senses to those who might show up.