Th witching hour (Axel Rosen)

[Ursula Wolfe]

Ursula watches him and yet doesn't, she can see him moving as he moves to kneel before her and yet, at the same time, she can't see it. Everything is growing hazy and the world is closing in on her as if she were looking through a straw. She can't breathe but at the same time still gasps for breath, even as her lungs continue to fill with the blood that hadn't slipped from the wound he had given her. Her eyes turn to him as she locks onto his movements, and though she is watching him, her blue eyes seem lifeless, as if there is nothing there anymore, the glimmer of life gone. She takes another gasped breath as she continues to stare at him, nearly lifeless now as she felt her body growing colder, and not just because she was laying on the hard, cold concrete.

She watches as he bites into his wrist and its as though all color has left the world except for those few drops of blood as they fall from his wrist, fall into her mouth, onto her face. Her mouth fell open almost instinctively as his wrist came to her lips, red not just because of her lipstick but because of his blood as well. Her body jerked at the taste, at first trying to expel it, as if it were something that it would not stand, that it would not tolerate. She almost started to gag. Then it stopped, like flicking on a light switch, she went from trying to get away from the blood to drinking from his wrist, pulling more of the copper like taste into her mouth. It reminded her of sucking on pennies with its taste. Then after a moment, her hands lifted weakly to his arm, her hands wrapping around it as her long black nails started to dig in, her body instinctively holding onto the one thing that was going to allow her to live.

Her eyes that had once refused to close fell shut in that moment, her eyelids fluttering for a moment as she moaned against his wrist, still drinking at his blood, her grip getting tighter and tighter, not wanting to release his arm. She continued like this, her suction growing stronger and stronger with every pull of his blood, her hands tightening until they were like a vice around him. She would not let go until he made her let go, despite the fact that she could feel her body once again starting to rebel against her, or at least against her in another way. She felt sick and hunger at the same time and it was starting to confuse her, still she didn't stop drinking from him.

[Axel Rosen]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Axel Rosen As her mouth wraps around his wrist she moans and he grins a little bit at her, she is starting to understand the power of their line and of vampirism in general. He just looks down at her, she continues to suck and suck and he eyes her. She is taking too much and he would too have to feed with her. His other hand comes down and pushes her head back away from his wrist watching it heal. She soon, because it's the way it worked for him, he's sure it will for her, die and be reborn of darkness. Because this is painful he consoles her by running a finger along her hair. "I apologize for what will happen next.." The transformation is always hard.

Ursula Wolfe As his hand came down and pushed her away from his wrist she actually gave off a little growl, her hands trying to grip his arm and pull it back as she looked up at him. Then a twinge, that's how it started. She jerked away from his touch. The touch hurt, her whole body hurt. It felt like fire, liquid fire running through her veins. She screamed, a pitch that was near epic levels as she arched almost painfully off the ground. She clawed at the ground, her nails breaking from clawing at the cement. Then she curled up in a ball and screamed again, rolling away from the guy. She didn't want to be touched. Every touch scent fire through her nerves. Every one of them firing at the same time. Tears slid from her eyes, she panted and screamed louder. Sweat beaded on her skin. The pain was blinding and she screamed again, she felt like she was being torn from the inside out. It felt like each layer of skin and flesh was being pulled away layer by layer.

Axel Rosen Her face jerks away from his touch and he should have suspected as much, when he was turned it hurt like hell. Some people say that they cannot imagine what death feels like, well, vampires can. It feels like this, like.. well, for lack of a better word, death. The body dies so that the vessel because vampire. She screams, and it won’t be hers last. She arches off his lap and he wishes that he could hold her down but as he goes to try to do so, she jerk away from him again. There’s not much that he can say to her because she wouldn’t be able to hear him over her own screams. Instead of saying anything or touching her to try and console her, he looks around the area making sure that no one is going to be moving to take advantage of this situation. Trust no one, it’s something he follows closely.

Ursula Wolfe It feels like lava, running hot and fast through her, consuming her from her toes up, she can feel it like venom running up through her, changing her, filling her until all she can feel is pain, all she can see is red, she is deaf to the world because her screams are loud and never ending. She cries as she shifts quickly from curled up to laid out flat, her back arched in a painful bend that would break others backs. The pain, the fire, it's all consuming, ripping and tearing at her until it was all she knew. She cried out as she continued to claw at the ground. Her screams echoed like howls in the night, then her screaming stopped. Everything stopped. Thrashing, clawing, screaming, bending, buckling, arching, it all stopped. Along with her heart and her breathing. She lay there, dead. Eyes closed, skin as white as fallen snow. She could hear everything, feel the breath of wind on her skin but she didn't feel cold. Still, she didn't move. She didn't breathe.

Axel Rosen His mouth opens to ask if she is done screaming yet as it was starting to get annoying, he couldn’t even keep count of how many time it happened after the first three, but he doesn’t say that because, perhaps, she has a lower pain tolerance to him. His blue eyes look down at her and he tilts his head to the side in a curious way. Perhaps the turning hadn’t taken? Maybe she didn’t survive it. It could happen right? That would be bad, and it might even upset him. She has so much persistence. She would have made a great vampire with her determination. “You awake down there?” He does, this time, run a hand down her cheek, trying to get a reaction from her, if even just bad one. His first reaction upon being turned was to breath when he could, even though he didn’t have to. It’s still a habit of his. The bloody sword to his side is laying there on the ground.

Ursula Wolfe His words made her aware he was there but still she didn't move, she didn't breathe, her eyes didn't open. She just listened to her surroundings, the movements, the sounds. Then he touched her and her eyes snapped open, the touch felt warm but it was the touch in general that made her react. Her crystal eyes reflected the moon as they shifted to him. Before she knew what she was doing she gripped his arm in a vice grip. Then she noticed her nails, they weren't chipped or broken. She found herself sitting up even before she thought it. "Wow!" She said as she looked at her nails but then stopped as she heard the smooth flow of that one word. She blinked and looked at him. "What in the hell?" She asked in that same smooth rise and fall, a sensual caress to the ears, every word rolled off her tongue in a magical was. Her eyes lifted to his once more and her lips red as the reddest rose curled into a wicked and sensual grin. "Wow"

Axel Rosen Her eyes snap open and if he weren’t sure he could end her without a second thought, he would have recoiled as the fluidity of her eyes open was almost unnatural. He’s going to have to give her a lesson in masking her nature as a vampire around humans, but that is what the post turning is for he supposes. He looks at her as she grips his arm, nails digging into them and he just sort of looks at her unphased by what she is doing. Once she speaks he doesn’t say anything in return. He’s quiet, because the one word doesn’t really require any reply. It’s the next thing that gets him to speak, or start to before she cuts him off again. Once she’s done speaking, grinning in a manner that makes him a little nervous, not sure what she’s gonna do next. “What has happened is your body has died… You are now Embraced.” It’s a term he had heard in a few books. The other way of putting it has been ‘born of Darkness’. He’s not quite a fan of that one.

Ursula Wolfe "No **** Sherlock!" She said before she even really thought about what she was saying, that is till the sound of her voice once again caught her attention. She released his arm and blinked for a moment, "sorry." Then she lifted her hands, her skin was so white she almost glowed in the moonlight. Then her eyes lifted to his again and she smiled sinfully again. "This is amazing!" She looked around and was on her feet in only a blink, or so it felt like to her. "I... I can't... This is..." She looked at him. "Is this how it always feels?"

Axel Rosen Her statement causes him to bring his hand up to make sure that she knows not to raise her voice to him. She apologizes and he returns it to his side. It’s not like it made it that ar in the first place. She seems to be reveling in the fact that she is now a vampire, he’s not so sure she’ll like what comes next. His eyes move to her shadow. It surely will move on it’s own time but he doesn’t tell her that. As she moves and stands he stands up as well, not really following her with his movements. The male leans against the wall of Corvidae Flats and then tilts his head at her. Her question is a little odd, but he answers. “Actually, it gets better.” He smirks, every evening he grows stronger and can feel it.

Ursula Wolfe She moved again, coming to stand right in front of him, her hands resting on his chest as she nearly purred "better how?" Her long lashes fluttered a bit as she looked into his eyes.

[Ursula Wolfe]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Axel Rosen His eyes move with her to see her stand before him and he isn’t sure what she’s going to do or why the hunger hasn’t hit her yet. It hit him like a truck, though he knows, that all vampires (like humans) are different in some way so he doesn’t yet say anything. He just stands there until she asks him her questions and he nods his head, moving to lead her back to the sewers, as he’s not nearly cool enough to walk on water or jump the barrier around the quarantine zone. His voice is a bit loud as he says this. “Every evening you will drink blood, and blood is power. That’s the first lesson of the night… Well second lesson, the first is”, he stops and turns around to look her in the eyes. “Do not be caught feeding, using powers, or fighting around humans… It will not end well.” He clearly implies her death when he lifts his blade to her before sheathing it. He then turns around and starts walking the other way. “Yes you will get powers, yes some of the myths about vampires are true, but not all of them.” He lifts the grate of the sewer up with one hand and tosses it aside before dropping down waiting for her.

Ursula Wolfe As he lead her back to the sewers she blinked, hadn't he just brought her here? Now they were leaving? She looked around again and then stopped to look at him. The moment he mentioned blood she let out a small hiss and her hand moved to her throat, she looked for someone to attack, someone to eat. She had no draw to feed from him. Then he turned and basically threatened her. Get caught, get killed. Right. She watched as he jumped into the sewers and followed him in, landing in a cat like crouch, smirking as she slowly looked up his body. "Alright, feed and don't be seen. Anything else?"

Axel Rosen She lands behind him and asks her question before he starts walking down the path that will take them to the Gullborough station, but he doesn’t say anything until they come to an intersection of the tunnels. He looks around the corner, making sure that the two of them weren’t going to be getting any unexpected visitors this evening. Luckily the trail is clear of ‘trash’ that might stand in their wake. He continues to walk down the path until he looks over his shoulder. He has been thinking of more things to tell her about being a vampire. “You are a member of the bloodline Altaire.” He states in a rather cool tone. “My sire is Jesse”, he forgoes saying his last name, and instead just sort of continues walking until he comes to the exit. His hand pushes it up. He crawls out from the hole and then holds it open for her. “It’s like a family.. but.. not really. We’re not related by blood so much as ‘blood’.” He puts emphasis on the last word to make sure that she understands there is a difference.

Ursula Wolfe She watches as he walks away from her and she stands and crosses her arms over her chest, staring at the back of his head for a moment. What was she? His loyal *****? Expected to follow him with her tail wagging happily behind her. Still, she wanted answers so she did what she needed to to get answers. She slid her hands into her back pocket and moved to his side, or rather a step behind him so that she could follow his path without going in the wrong direction. Finally he starts speaking and she allows her mind to hone in on his words rather than wander aimlessly. As he holds open the sewer she looks up, and before she knows it she's standing up next to him. "Grand so I know my... Grand sire? Or rather his name before my own sire?" She said as she watched him, they were closer to population now and she could smell the blood all around her. She looked at him, this was the first time she showed worry. What did she have to do? How? When? Who? She was clearly trying to figure it out herself but she held onto his arm so she didn't do the wrong thing. "It hurts..." She whispered as she looked around.

Axel Rosen She has a point she doesn’t know his name and he’s not sure if he knows hers or not. They should probably make that leap toward knowing one another if they are to be bound by blood. “My name is Axel”, again he keeps out last names because he doesn’t feel that it’s important. “I am your sire, and am of the Mystic path.” His words leave his mouth before he places the iron grate back down. Her hand comes to touch him, grab him and he tilts his head to the side for a moment. She states that it hurts and he knows exactly what she’s talking about. He feels for her, as it was just as bad for him. With her arm around his he leads her toward the Bullwood district. There they would find some loners that would be easy to feed from.

Ursula Wolfe He starts to lead her through the city that she had managed to map out, if only slightly, the night before with her phone. She frowned, her phone, she'd just lost all her numbers, her pictures, her music. She's never be able to see pictures of her family again. Her eyes roamed the streets as she held onto him. She lowered her head to his shoulder, still able to stay graceful in the odd position. "How'd you do that trick on me? And what's a mystic? Is that what I am?" She asked, the questions a way to distract herself from her hunger.

Axel Rosen He’s surprised that through her hunger she can still ask him questions, but he will answer them all the same. An abandoned building along the river, he opens the door and then leads her in. “The trick, was a power, it’s used to hypnotize prey and feed from them. I just used it differently.” He scans about the room, pulling his blade out before turning back to her. “Mystics are a type of vampire, there are six different types of vampire known.” His eyes look for a human for her to feed from. “You could be a mystic… we won’t know until you display the knowledge of your first power.” He learned his first power upon turning, but he’s not sure if that would happen for her. Finally finding a human he grabs the being by his throat and drags him to his childe.

Ursula Wolfe One brow arches towards her hairline as he tells her that the trick was a power but he had used it differently. While it was good to know that, she wanted to know the how. After all, then she could probably try it herself. Before she could questioned that though she notices that he had pulled a blade out. Again her brow arches but once more she remains silent. Ursa watches as he pulls a mortal around by his throat to her side. She hadn't even noticed he had left but now that the human was there she lunged for it, pulling it from him and slamming it up against the wall before she attacked, like a trained predator she went right for the jugular. She bit down and moaned as she tasted the blood. It wasn't powerful like Axel's had been by she felt, fulfilled. She was vicious with her feeding, voracious as well.

[Axel Rosen]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

<Axel Rosen> She takes the human from him and she seems to not understand that he is just as hungry as she is. Axel says nothing though. There is nothing for him to say. He cannot fault her for her hunger, the fact that she had just recently been turned and fought her own hunger for so long is rather impressive. He watches she tears into the humand he places the blade away. It goes back to it's spot, whichever that one may be. He lenas back against the wall. She doesn't ask any questions. So he doesn't have anything to answer, epscially now that she's feeding.

<Ursula Wolfe> The movement made her eyes snap towards Axel even though he didn't move in anyway that threatened her, it was still the fact that she caught it, even as she drained blood from the guy he had brought to her. She pulled hard, only the smallest drop of blood dripping down her chin and along the guy as she fed. The blade was something that she was going to question, why in the hell did he do that when all she had to do was open her mouth and her fangs dropped into place like a cat's claws. She continued to feed but she kept her eyes on Axel, her eyes almost glowing with their excitement and lust.

<Axel Rosen> The blade is more for his amusement than for anything else really. It has no practical purpose other than to scare humans and make them shake before he takes their lives. He looks at her for a moment as she looks back ot him Her eyes come over him and he looks at the lust and longing there. "More?" He asks her almost as if it were taken straight out of a book before he runs a hand down into his pocket and then he grins.

<Ursula Wolfe> Ursa's eyes followed the movement again before she looked back into his eyes, still her mouth had not unlatched from the male she was feeding from. The blood was delicious and she wasn't quite full yet. When he offered for she arched a brow in question to him.

<Axel Rosen> He can remember the first time that he had fed and the time that he has gotten Renee to feed. The taste of it, the power, the feeling, he looks at her with that grin on his face and then pulls his finger out of his pockets. His shoulders roll a little and then he eyes the rest of the room. He has almost forgotten where they are, and he’s sure she needs more. “Are you still hungry?” She may not be, then again she may be. He’s not exactly sure what is going on at the moment in her mind. He’s not a telepath. Then again he’s not sure telepaths can read minds so much as see into a mind and see old memories that have made a huge impact on the person. Still he waits for her answer. His eyes close then open he starts to sniff out some more humans for the woman to feed from.

<Ursula Wolfe> As she continued to feed she could feel the man starting to weaken, visibly so as he began to slump against her but also his blood started to slow and turn sour to her. She pulled away and blinked as she looked at the male, then she looked at Axel. "What the **** is wrong with his blood?" She whispered to him, blinking a little as she looked back at the man as he was weakening in her hold.

<Axel Rosen> The question on what is wrong with the blood in the man before her and he tilts his head to the sie. His eyes look into hers a bit more before he tries to understand what she’s getting at. The he realizes that she is talking about the fact that the male in her arms is dying. He looks at him. “You are free to drain him to death, he’s just dying.” He nods his head and then looks at the male, weakening, dying. “Or you can just stop feeding from him and kill him.” He nods his head. He won’t let her leave without killing the man. That is the matter of fact that is happening here. It’s just how things are going to go. It’s how his sire taught him and how he taught Renee, and now how he’ll teach Ursula.

<Ursula Wolfe> She blinked as she looked at him "This... this is more than just... him dying." She didn't know how but she could tell. However when he told her she could stop feeding and just kill him she arched a brow and then nodded. Her eyes grew lethal and she licked the bits of blood still on her ruby lips as she took hold of the man's head and SNAP went his neck.

<Axel Rosen> It’s not more than just dying, but then again what does he know. Maybe she has more about her than he knows, maybe she has a special power or something that he’s not sure what she’s using. He looks at the man as he dies, unsure of things because he’s only been a vampire for a month or so. She looks at him and then he watches as she kills the man. His eyes close and then he shakes his head. He moves close to her and then places his finger under the male’s nose. There is still a breath. “No, still breathing… More violent.” He urges her on not sure if she’ll do it or not. He’s trying to break her sense of humanity. He stands up from his kneeling position. He runs a hand through his hair. “Mutilation is usually the best feeling.”

<Ursula Wolfe> She blinked as she watched him, if she had gotten anymore violent with breaking the man's neck she was sure she would have taken it clean off. "Isn't this a little public for leaving a headless corpse?" She hissed quietly as she looked at him, then she looked down at where she was touching his skin, it looked older than it had been before, like it was withering away in her hand but slower. Then she looked up at Axel again and arched her brow. "What the hell... " Sighing she held out one hand "Knife please."

[Ursula Wolfe]

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

<Axel Rosen> A small smirk comes over his face as the woman asks him for the knife that he has brought with him, the knife that is always on him. The knife comes out from his coat and he then hands it to her. “Make it as bloody as you can.” He smiles a little bit and watches as the man withers for a moment. He realizes then, just then what the woman has going on. Why hasn’t he noticed it before. The curse that causes living things to get sick and wither and die. He starts patting over himself and he, for sure, feels the carcases of dead maggots and parasites. He takes a step back from her and focuses on himself. He starts to see if the millipede is in his throat or anywhere else in his body. His eyes look at her and he waits for her to make sure that the male is being effectively killed. “It is a bit public”, his mouth turns into a row of fangs. “But don’t worry I’ll take care of making it look legit.”

<Ursula Wolfe> She takes the knife from him and then notices how he takes a step back from her. It was that move that was a bit distracting from what he had just told her. He'd make it look legit in what way? She wasn't about to ask. She took hold of the knife and then placed it at the back of the man's neck. She was good with a blade, her father had been one to teach her how to kill animals as she hunted as well as how to protect herself. She Jerked the knife up and like a hot knife through butter severed the man's spinal cord at the base of the skull. It wasn't the kill **** but then she turned the knife before pulling it out and pulling the man's head back against her shoulder. She looked up at Axel and smirked as she slit the man from Ear to Ear, the blood left in his system barely pulsing out with the last bit of power his heart had.

<Axel Rosen> Moving forward he looks at the woman as he tries to move around her so that she doesn’t get close enough to kill the millipede within him. He eyes her and then kneels down to the now dead man and then rips into him with his fangs. He does this a few times. His row of fangs makes it appear that the human were attacked by an animal rather than by a vampire or something of that manner. Other than the fact that all of his blood is missing. He looks back at her as he wipes his mouth of flesh from the man. He looks at her and then smiles. “Are you still hungry?” He asks her sure that she must be or at least feeling more questions she should ask. If she isn’t hungry he’ll take her back to his apartment, the place where the two of them and Renee would stay until she gets her own place.

<Ursula Wolfe> She watched him with the man but she was also keenly aware of the fact that he was making sure not to touch her as he 'took care' of the man, making him look like a mangled mess, nothing would be able to tell this was a vampire. She looked up at him and nodded "I am still hungry, though why are you avoiding me?" She asked as she looked at him with that gaze that said 'don't you dare lie'.

<Axel Rosen> “You have this thing I’ve seen before… Your presence is killing the parasites that live inside of me. This, while not bad, worries me for one of the insects I’ve come attached to.” He eyes her a little and then keeps his distance again. “Just to make sure you don’t kill Scuttles, lets just see to it that we don’t touch for the remainder of the night?” He looks at her a bit and then offers her a smile. She has told him that she is still hungry and then he starts to make his way toward the another area where the two of them can get another human. He finds one and then looks at her a little. The woman, the human woman, in his arms is struggling a bit and he looks at his childe. This one should be more than enough for her but he’ll still make her kill this one. He eyes at his childe with a grin. “Once you’re full we’ll head to the apartment and make sure that you feel well informed.”

<Ursula Wolfe> Her brow arched as he told her that she was killing off the parasites on his body. The way she saw it, that could only be a good thing, talking EW. But then he mentioned that he was attached to one, had even named it, that made her roll her eyes and laugh a little as she shook her head... "Scuttles? Really? Oh Gods!!" She said softly, her voice still holding an ebb and flow to it. She followed him and watched as he caught a woman, a woman that was struggling. This made her glare at him for a moment. Then she attacked, biting roughly into the woman's neck as she continued to glare at him. This one wasn't going to please her when she killed the woman.

<Axel Rosen> She’s glaring at him but not telling him why and he shakes his head at her a little bit. She needs to get over this humanity thing that she is holding unto because she’s not human anymore. No she’s a vampire. SHe may be hard to break. He was rather easy to move from being human to being a vampire because he hated most of the humans that were around him in life anyway. It was only upon being turned that he had a family that he cared about. He looks to the woman and then makes sure to take a step back so she can’t kill the millipede. He then waits for her to finish feeding.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Even as she continued to feed, to pull this woman's blood from her body as she struggled against her and then began to weaken because of the weird trait she had picked up. The more she weakened the less she wanted to take from the woman, even more so it became apparent that she didn't actually want to harm the woman because she had started to cradle the lady against her. Still she pulled back when she could no longer take the taste of sickness on the woman's blood and looked at the woman.

"I'm sorry..." Ursa whispered to the woman and then turned her crystal gaze back on the man that made her, if a man is what you would call him. Then she once again took hold of the woman's face, she cradled it for a moment, brushing the woman's hair from her eyes. She didn't struggle anymore, lack of blood and the disease that was filling her body had sapped away any fight the woman would have had. Her eyes locked once again on Axel and once more, she went for a broken neck. This time putting even more force than the first time.

The crack in the air was sharp and loud, and the woman fell into her arms - body limp, not a breath, not a heart beat, just a lifeless rag doll. She lay the woman down gently before she looked back up at Axel. "If I can help it, I will never take another innocent woman's life." She said with a slight hiss in her tone as she slowly stood to her full height. "I don't think I could eat anymore right now, their blood is kind of turning my stomach a little." She said as she glanced around the area, "So where is this apartment you speak of and does it have a shower?"

[Axel Rosen]

The fact that his newest childe seems almost remorseful in killing the human before her, makes Axel a little sick to his stomach. He’ll let her explain her slight sadness to him after she gets done. A soft “sorry’ is all he hears leave her lips before the sound of the kill, like an alpha predator defeating the rival of it’s niche and defending it’s right to exist. The force that she exerts is the amount of force that should be used on all humans, because in his eyes they’re beneath him, less powerful, in one word: prey. Even if it were not for the fact that her neck is broken, the woman likely would have died anyway. He won’t tell Ursula that. He has a feeling that the curse she carries with her will often leave people weakened from being drained, too weak to carry out the bodily process that creates red and white blood cells. Without the ability to generate more blood cells, which carry oxygen to the brain and keep the heart beating, she would have died anyway. It’s just a matter of deductive reasoning, but he won’t tell her that. He’ll let her figure out on her own that if she takes too much she may end up killing anyway.

She speaks to him about innocent lives and that she won’t take one again, if she can help it. She will learn eventually that none of them are innocent. Even the innocent ones, once they find out what we are want to either kill vampires, experiment on them, or use them in some way. None of which he will allow, if he has to he’d just clean up her messes behind her and dispose of the bodies himself. Another secret he doesn’t have to tell her. She tells him that she doesn’t think she could take anymore blood this evening and that it may be turning her stomach. He almost wants to smack her, the idea of vampires getting sick doesn’t really happen that he knows of. So being a baby about blood is something he’d not have any of his childer do. Finally she asks about the apartment, the one that he and Renee live at. “It does have a shower”, he says, pretty much ignoring the previous two statements out of the sheer willpower not to backhand her. “Let’s head that way? You can ask questions as we go.”

He move with her toward the apartment building that he has the apartment in. It’s named Veil, owned by some vampire in the city, he’s sure of that much. Clearing the ground as they walk, he turns his head over his shoulder to look at her. The expression on his face is one of curiosity of when she will be asking him questions. He just wants to know what in fact she is going to be saying to him or asking for that matter. He’s not entirely sure what all he’s covered. Unlike when he was turned, for a short time Jesse had physical notepad of what all had been covered.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Ursula could see the way he looked at her, the distane that seemed to be there because of what she had said to him. This brought out a strange feeling, she was torn between two feelings, torn between being upset that she had disappointed him and pissed at herself for allowing herself to feel that way. It was almost enough to make her deck him. Or herself. Probably both. He spoke but she hadn't really heard what he said, still she nodded as if she had listened.

She was quiet for most of the walk, taking in the buildings she hadn't seen. It was a while before she realized he was looking at her with that curious gaze. Ursula arched her brow for a moment before she sighed. "Correct me if I'm wrong but talking about things like this in public, where people can hear us. Probably not the best idea." She said as she crossed her arms under her chest and then sighed a little.

Ursa then fell silent again, she wouldn't talk again until they were alone in some weird apartment that he said he was taking them too. Well that and until she washed this blood off of her, both her's and her own. She hoped the shower would also help calm the way she was feeling and would help her think out some things to ask him. Until then she was sure she was going to be going from one emotion to the other to the next. It was really very annoying to her, especially since she was used to being in control, not just of her emotions but a situation. In this case, she wasn't either.

She just hoped that they got to this place soon before she was tempted to say or do something that would make this guy regret changing her more than it seemed he already did.

[Axel Rosen]

She says something about it not being a good idea that they speak about ‘vampire’ things in public. He grins as it appears that she has been listening to him as he goes on and on, and even before her turning. This means that she’s at the very least listening and that he wouldn’t have to worry about her breaking the masquerade. He can really only hope on that, because mistakes happen he’s been told. He doesn’t understand how, but apparently it happens. “If that’s the case, lets move to my apartment.” His mouth moves as he speaks and lets the words loose, moving that way, and making sure that he’s not too far ahead of her. He wants to make sure that the woman doesn’t get lost behind somewhere in the city streets and unable to find where he is. Each step he takes he wonders just what other questions she would have about their kind, their rules, powers, strength, movement, etc. She should know myths and things about vampires, being that she’s a paranormal. Renee, his first childe, had questions about things like powers and such and weaknesses. That’s something that he thinks he’s gone over with the woman behind him already.

It’s quite a hike, but once the two of them get there he opens the door outside the elevator. The inside of the apartment is floored with marble tile. The furniture is black and in a circle around a ritual altar at the center of the room. In the corner on the far side of the door is a computer, where he usually sees Renee sitting and hacking at files. As they step into the room, he points to the left, where there is a door and then grins. “Shower is that way.” Once he points in the direction, he moves to one of the couches and takes a seat. He places his feet over the table that is near the altar. There is no television in the room, or really anywhere in the apartment. Axel lifts a book to his lap and then turns to look at her again. “Towels and stuff are in there… And by the way.” There is a slight pause between his words as he takes a moment to think about if he means this or not. He does. “You did very well your first night”, it’s not an ‘I’m proud of you’, but it’s close. He thinks she’s done very well for her first night as a vampire, though none of them will be easy.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Ursa gave a nod to her new sire as he mentioned going to his apartment so that they could talk without being overheard by those that she was no longer a part of. Thanks to the man leading her gods knows where. Though he seemed to walk like a man on a mission, she was able to keep up with him, staying only a step behind him so she could follow the way for now. Then again, once she knew her surroundings a bit more, as well as this life, she wouldn't follow, she was a girl that believed in equality. If the people didn't like it well then to hell with them. Assuming there was a hell waiting for them.

As they stepped into the building, Ursa found herself being pulled out of her thoughts and letting her eyes wander around the large lobby filled with all kinds of businesses. She could smell the coffee coming from one of the shops and she had to stop walking for a moment just to get a hold of herself. She could smell the coffee as strongly as if she were standing right inside the place making it, not standing in a lobby of the building housing the shop. She then turned and followed Axel into the elevator and once the doors opened again on the floor his apartment was on as well as inside the apartment itself.

Again she stopped and took in the design of the place. She couldn't help but let out a slight laugh when she noticed the pentagram under the alter in the floor. Ursa walked over to it, pretty much ignoring at that moment what Axel was saying to her. Her eyes lifted to his and then shifted back to the pentagram. "You do have those pointing the right way, right?" She wasn't questioning about the 'good' and 'evil' because nature was both loving and cruel, but that each point point to the corresponding element. Fire for fire, water for water, Spirit for spirit and so on. Then she looked in the direction that he had pointed earlier, looking towards the bathroom.

After a moment she started towards it, stopping before she disappeared around the corner and taking in the last things he said to her. "Thank you... I think." She said as she glanced at him and then made her way into the bathroom. When she got in there, she didn't doddle, she stripped out of her clothes, slightly shredding them as she did and turned on the shower, turning the water to as hot as she possibly dared to go and stepping in. As the water poured down her body, she closed her eyes and leaned against the wall, her head hung slightly, the water causing her long hair to fall over her face in a long, dark, sleek curtain of silken strands.

The water was relaxing to her, but at the moment she dared not open her eyes. She would see the blood, her's and her victim's blood that was caked on her skin. It wasn't until she could no longer smell the blood so strongly that she opened her eyes and began to wash away the last bits of blood, shocked that there wasn't a mark on her body aside from her tattoos. She spent a good 5 minutes just marveling over the fact that her stomach had healed before she turned the water off and wrapped herself in a towel and grabbed another so that she could dry off her long hair, causing it to curl slightly.

Making sure the towel was in place, she walked out into the living room again. "You wouldn't happen to have something I could wear would you? Most of my clothes are ruined. Unless you are going to find it more amusing to talk to me like this." She said as she motioned to her towel clad self, like this, her tattoos were on display, the two most visible being the ones on her feet. Her right foot had a frog, the left a lotus flower. The others were on her shoulder blades, a red rose on her left and a pentagram on her right. The only one of her tattoos that was hidden at the moment was the one behind her left ear that held the constellation Ursa Major.