Friend of the blood suckers [open]

[Segreti]

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[for_peace][/for_peace]Antonio walked down the streets headed towards his shop Segreti Services, he wore what he often did, a black retro suit coat, black suit pants, and black shoes, with a grey button up shirt whose collar was visible underneath the coat. It wasn't dull exactly, the silver buttons helped that a little. But it wasn't exactly flashy either, especially given how incredibly charismatic the man could be.

But this time it wasn't him shouting on a stage acting, or making jokes with coworkers, that was filling the air. It was human angrily barking about "blood sucking vermin" that "invaded homes and fed on the innocent." Naturally, Segreti knew exactly what they were talking about. Vampires. He knew very well they existed, it was a big part of why he was even here in Harper Rock in the first place. Curiosity of the supernatural. And the reason he discovered he could become a sorcerer, an interesting adventure that was too.

The businessman strolled down the street, hearing the shouting coming from inside a warehouse. He entered, and immediately it was even more clear what this was. No discussion. Just a bunch of angry, or scared, people concerned about vampires. The shouting was considerable. And Segreti realized that if he let this go on, not only was it possible someone could get hurt, but it would worsen the relations with vampires which would make his study of them even harder then it already was.

He shoved his way through and got up on stage where he was met with at first invitation to speak against vampires, until that is, he actually spoke, "So you're afraid of vampires. Understandable." his strong voice boomed through the warehouse, "But, what makes them any different from Paladins, Sorcerers, Blood thieves. Why aren't you concerned about those? Or these Sirens we've heard of? What about them?" the others on stage started trying to hurry him off and he did, but he immediately leapt straight up into the air all the way into the rafters. The conveniences of being a sorcerer.


That leap caught everyones attention and at first he saw some people getting ready to attack,"Not to worry, I'm no vampire, we can step outside if you like. Maybe you'd like me to cut open a hand to spill blood. And I'll do it too, just to prove it. I am however, a sorcerer, a businessman, and have considerable interest in the supernatural." Segreti grabbed a rope tying ends off and moving so that he sat down over the stage on it like a kind of hammock, "The name's Antonio Segreti, if anyone cares, and I may not be local to your Harper Rock but I've been here long enough to see that vampires are only as much of a threat as anything else. You have zombies roaming your streets so bad there's a task force for them, but you're not out there helping them are you? No, you're in here, complaining about a threat that's only barely a threat in the first place. Vampires. You're scared because they fit in with you, because they mostly look like you, but aren't."

Mumbling began to occur and Segreti continued, "But aren't they? I can leap over a building can't I? Heal your wounds, Gain energy from anima, and anima from energy, I can even hurt someone with a ritual without every being near them. And you know what? I've not killed a single person, heck I'd say a good few of you are more skilled in combat then I am. Because I'm so busy running my businesses that I don't even pick up a weapon most of the time except for a play, or decoration purposes. Vampires aren't so unlike you, they can feed on humans yeah. But they can feed on rabbits to, or pigs, or other animals. That's not any different from us. It's just that they can only eat blood." he held his arms out expectantly.

"Paladins are arguably much more dangerous, or blood thieves. A blood thief can take a vampires powers, and yet he can live among us and looks exactly the same. But to get his powers, he has to feed on another person. Someone who can think and speak, and reason. Vampires don't have to do that. I certainly don't. Are you sure it's vampires you're afraid of, or just the unknown. Perhaps we should hear one out? Find one who is truly gentle and not unlike any of us. One who can speak for those who don't kill or feed off humans. Don't you think?"

[Kira]

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Kira had just left The Majestic Lounge and had parted ways from her dancers. It had been rather successful night which was good but then also bad. She was going to need to hire more people to keep the crowd under control. That was going to be a headache.

She had been walking and not really in any direction with a purpose as she thought about new ideas for shows and new songs. It wasn't until she heard people angrily talking about vampires that she focused on what was going on. 'Well ****..' she thought, casually pulling the hood of her hoodie up over her head to hide her face. Besides the fact she looked exactly like a pop star, she had been outed as a vampire which she hadn't really given a **** about. She outed herself in front of a large number of people for a charity concert she held, the money going to the homeless, those who were affected by the zombies moving out of the QZ and the local animal shelter. That's when there had been an increase of people coming to the lounge.

She wondered if this group was something they needed to worry about. She was looking around for paladins. There was a voice that was not preaching about killing off the vampires which made her curious. She went inside, keeping to the back with her head down. She didn't know who this man was but from the super jump he did and not being a vampire, he was a magic human. She couldn't recall coming across a bad magic human. Paladins yes. She let certain blood thieves feed off of her so they weren't all that bad. She just didn't take kindly to random ones trying to feed on her.

As the man closed with finding a vampire to speak. She had plenty of blood on her hands. Some quite deserved it though. And she did feed on humans from time to time but it was hard to do so. She tended to stick with the blood bags and nibbling on her thrall Dave.

She bit her lower lip, she had permanent fangs but it was a nervous habit. She felt like she was better off getting the hell out of here. She couldn't risk being attacked and her more darker side just going 'Kill them all'. But she could teleport before she pushed her to the edge.