He “thinks” He’s Doing A Good Job Hiding It, But He Couldn’t Be Any More Obvious About What He

He “thinks” he’s doing a good job hiding it, but he couldn’t be any more obvious about what he really is. I’m surprised he lived this long without someone staking him

He smiles too wide and shows his fangs, he always talks in a way that makes people to invite him despite the automatic door, bats seem to follow him around (he tries to shoo or hide them away), he’s more lethargic during the day (doesn’t catch fire but does sunburn easy), counts whatever small things fall on the ground, when rain fell and the streets became a makeshift river, he want the long way to avoid it (wasn’t even that deep and he wore rain boots that day), a regular showed her new silver cross necklace and he had a look the was a very forced smile, I once saw a blood bag in his backpack and forgot it was open until breaktime, not to mention the many times he walked past a mirror.

Many vampires wouldn’t make these mistakes, they would were thick clothing, hid their pale skin with certain oils, use glasses or masks to hide their face, they would go to places with designated greeters, ect.

But he doesn’t do any of that, in fact his hiding attempts were more like a kid playing pretend.

So why don’t we throw him out or stake him? After all vampires in recent times have been very aggressive?

Number one, he’s harmless, he cries easy, apologizes absurdly for small mistakes, is amused with ants or ladybugs, and it’s done in a way so absurd that you can tell he isn’t lying.

Number two, I think he might be an outcast or an exile, vampires tend to stay together, but he’s always by himself and any vampires that see him try to avoid him or ignore him if they couldn’t. Because of this, he doesn’t know much about the more unsavory parts of vampire society, which may be a good thing.

And number three, he’s not the only one badly hiding who they are. I’m not the only human here, but I am the only one who know what they are and what to do if they became hostile, though I don’t think I need to.

The one outside chasing out solicitors with a stick is a cat… yokai I think is the term. I think specifically a Kasha. She hides her ears with a beanie that move with certain emotions, sometimes forgets a contact lens, and her “belt” seems to move at times. She’s always near the graveyard, but the church grim always scares her off.

The one restocking magazines while looking out the window is a Dullahan who isn’t seemingly trying hard to hide who they are. His head is slightly unaligned and usually a bit green, with his smile being too wide and too toothy. Not to mention the horse that he tries to hide in the nearby forest that never seems to stay put. There are stories in this area of a horse man with a whip chasing noisy bikers and crooks, so he’s at least doing some good.

The guy playing guitar in the break room was the one I didn’t know what he was until recently and only then it’s a guess. He looks the most human, but then you approach him and feel a divine presence. Not an angel because his songs talk about gods, plural. Always in the forest singing because he “feels at home.” When I looked up his songs, they were Hindu in nature, so I assumed he’s a Gandharva.

The one kicking the vending machine because his sunflower seeds got stuck is something called a Bilwis. There always a breeze whenever he’s around, he looks as corn and wheat products intensely, the cutting of tall grass on the forest, and he always talks in that German accent about his time in the fields. There aren’t any fields around here, so there isn’t much he could do, though I’m keeping an eye on him.

The one at the door is clearly a dragon or snake of a kind, maybe a Vouivre with the scales, the thin tail, the small wings, she isn’t even trying at all to hide. She’s acts like she’s above all and gets a bit prissy when others don’t join in. She’s so proud of herself that she actively wears things like rings, pearls, jewelry, things that attract muggers, which did happen a few times. She’s a nuisance, but all bark, so she’s fine.

That’s not mentioning the drivers which are an elf with the ears and how plants react to them and a gremlin with his small, goblinilke size and stories how he worked on(taking apart) planes.

None of them are doing a good job at hiding who they are, which is saying something considering I was one of the worse liars in my profession. I’m praying for them that these guys aren’t that dense for their sakes.

I am a part of a community of hunters of the supernatural who was sent to this big city to investigate and deal with an influx of supernatural visitors and crimes, though I was sent here to deal with a dealing of some kind of substance, one of the lowest priority jobs given.

(Just say we don’t trust you with anything higher to my face, I’ll understand better than dancing around it.)

They want to know why so may creatures came to the city, son decided to look for a long live species for info, leading to the vampire.

I thought I’d get something, but he knows nothing.

All of them know nothing due to ignorance, avoidance, or being too far in nature to care. I assumed their lives hid something, so I followed, but they’re all clean.

In the end, I tried some other monster I found, but someone didn’t like that, as my apartment was broken into and was left a threatening message to “stop my search or suffer” amidst the broken furniture.

They forced me to inaction because they knew of our plans and are willing to deal with us if we ignored them, like maybe out who we are, which was bad because I didn’t go out dressed like Van Helsing telling people I kill monsters for a living.

I hope to find a way out of this as I don’t want to get my superiors caught… and because I don’t want to leave my coworkers for their sake.

I’ve grown used to them, knowing them personally, actually being friends… maybe a family and I don’t want them to fear me, or worse, targeted by someone.

All I can do at the moment is wait for an opportunity to free myself.

A vampire has worked at the local 7-11 for the past 5 decades. No one has the heart to slay them—partly because they're a good employee, but mostly because they think the vampire is doing a "great job" hiding their vampirism (they're really not).