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 He made his way through the crowd of people, a single purpose in his mind.  Well, really he glided...his feet barely seemed to touch the floor.  He had skills...his senses perfectly honed and in tune to his needs.  He was a hunter, on the lookout for his prey. He was dressed to kill this night...in all meanings of the phrase.  Glitter adorned his face, making his blue eyes shine even brighter than usual against his pale skin. His lip ring glinting against the flashing lights of the party. His blond and black hair was the perfect frame to the work of art that was his visage.   His outfit was similar to those of his fellow party-goers.  B