two eyes like the sun. open, bowling alley

[marissa]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 50%; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; color:black"]In no way, shape, or form had she contributed in renovating what was now the Blood Moon Bowling Alley, yet Marissa was aware of its existence long before. Word spread quickly in San Creado; life coming to a ghost town happened to be a popular topic. Marissa couldn't blame the other occupants, really. It must've been dull seeing the same buildings over and over, the setting unchanging, as if the town was stuck in a single moment. Or at least, that's what Marissa figured some of the immortals thought, as they surely had it the worst. As a newer resident, she had yet to feel the same, but the problem would arise inevitably. Marissa was one who lived like an adventurer, and unfortunately, there would come a time where she'd no longer have areas to explore. The unknown excited her, and the bowling alley happened to be the closest she could get to that currently.

Likewise, it was correct to assume Marissa was already standing outside the bowling alley moments after Alexander announced its grand opening. Her head was tilted up to gaze at the neon sign hanging above the doors. The building was pretty fresh, with the newly painted walls and the upbeat music playing from the inside. "Wow, this place doesn't look that bad," she complimented prior to looking at the vampires with a smile on her face. But, not all that glittered was gold. Marissa hoped her opinion wouldn't change upon stepping inside.

Speaking of which, it was the sound of a voice coming from within the bowling alley that caused Marissa to glance toward the doors. Though they conversed very little, the werewolf could still identify the demand to be Catheryn's. After all, which other female vampire was nearly always present where Alex and Rialto were?

Catheryn was a mystery. She was a case particularly difficult to solve, especially considering how the vampire's instinct was to flee when they first met. Some people might've been offended by the reaction, but Marissa was just... intrigued, in her own peculiar sort of way. Did Catheryn feel happiness around anyone? Marissa was uncertain, but she knew for sure that the blonde really didn't like her. That didn't stop Marissa from being stubborn enough to attempt figuring out why.

"You guys wouldn't happen to have a bottle of blood soda, would you?" Her gaze first flicked to Alex, who was waving their sign through the air, before looking at Rialto, who was effortlessly holding the bowling ball up. When his appearance was taken into consideration, it looked like an impressive feat. "A girl is desperate," Marissa added bluntly.