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The fall had stunned her for a few seconds longer then she had thought, because when her eyes shot open, Andrzej's mouth was on hers and he was attempting to resuscitate her. "YUCK! Get the **** off!" Prudence pushed at the guy's oversized chest, her head still spinning from the impact of the fall. Her push wasn't that strong and wouldn't do much, because her left arm was broken and she realized it the second she put hard force to his chest and felt the resistance.

"I said get off!" She groaned, her fangs fully visible to the male now that she was talking so close to him and looking up at him. She would roll around and tried to even, but Prudence found that she was incapable of moving from the waist down. She couldn't even feel her legs. "******* great!" She growled, thinking about her legs, before the woman focused on what her legs should feel like when she moved them, their weight, how long, even down to her boot size and soon, the woman could move them.

Then she rolled away from him, ignoring the broken or dislocated arm until she stood. Her blue eyes pierced his as the woman tried to set the bone in her arm with her good, working hand. "Uh, so...I bounce I guess." She chuckled softly as the bone popped back in place. "Who'd a thunk it?"

Prudence listened to her old carnie friend, then reeled back as he offered a helping hand to her. "Uh, I can't go to a doctor or anything like that. And neither can you! They'll think you're crazy because you'll sound it." Prudence said quietly as she hoisted herself up to her feet, not one to accept much, or any help so quickly. This action spoke of the woman's inner workings, perhaps sometimes being faulted as being too proud or too independent for her own good at moments.

"Uh, I hadn't planned on things going this way." Prudence started as she straightened her posture out. "The falling thing and then this thing." Prudence looked around the tent area, trying to determine how many people remained in the tent and weighing her options. "Ya see, uh, people aren't gonna believe ya when ya say I fell and landed down here alive. And if someone does, well, then they'll be asking all sorts of questions and I don't like questions about me."

Prudence took a staggered step forwards, and then grabbed for his arm, as if accepting the help he had offered her. "Ya see, some thing have changed since ya saw me last. And not just my high wire ****. I train in other things." Prudence looked up at the tall guy she positioned herself against. "I don't feel right." Prudence fell forward then, happily playing dead, face down in the dirt. He was too tall to get to properly, so she decided the best bet was to have him come down to her.

He was moving her all around, trying to see if she was alive and if she wasn't how he could help her. Prudence tried to lay as still as she could in case there were still clowns all around, or anyone else came in the tent. When he hoisted her up on his shoulders, Prudence almost groaned from the impact of his shoulder hitting her smack dab in the center of her chest, right beneath her chest bone.

With her arms hanging limp and swaying side to side, she let the man carry her to wherever it was he was carrying her off to. There would be an order to things, an order he would have to follow, or else it'd be his ***. When she left in a quick hurry, most of everyone had turned their back on her besides a few people. Even though they talked to her, most did it on the sly because Grace had left for a world most of them wouldn't understand; the general population. Vampires aside, the rest of the world had laws some didn't understand, some didn't respect and most didn't adhere to in their camp. Things were done differently here. Sometimes, no one knew the dirty secrets of the life carnies lived and worked and sometimes that was for the best. They handled things their way as quickly as possible and as harshly too.

He had surprised her by taking her to his caravan, half expecting him to take her to the elders right off the bat. That would have been a difficult process to go through, but for whatever reason, Andrzej took a detour. Maybe he needed some liquid courage. The last time she faced the elders, Prudence had done a stunt that landed her with a broken femur and boy, had she paid for it after the fact. Her stunt off the wire had cost them a lot of expected revenue. Prudence had learned about loyalty to a cause and people that year and it was something she still held to her to this day in everything she did.

"Put me the **** down." She groaned after they were alone. Not waiting for him to oblige her, Prudence pushed off his shoulders and rolled off his back to the ground of the caravan where she popped up in a blur of celerity and then dusted herself off. "Look, I'm gonna be real quick about this. You've only got one choice out of two. Come with me and ditch this place, or your funeral is next." The red head stood there with her arms crossed, her chin up as her eyes pierced his, waiting for his decision.

Prudence snorted, rolled her eyes and then was in the proximity of his face in less than a second. "It's cause we're friends that I'm telling ya it's best to come with me." A devilish looked filled her eyes, the woman playing with her left fang with the tip of her tongue as she thought just how this was going to go down. Not very good. "I was sorta asking ya, but now it seems, welp, now it seems I'm just gonna do what I have to do!" Here she was again. Why were all the people she was going to give this awesome *** life to, so ******* difficult?

The red headed woman moved to grab his shoulder, a knee going to his gut at the same time, so that she could try and bring him down to her level. It'd make things easier on her, instead of climbing up to his monstrous height. "Sorry! Sorta!" She shouted out, not real sure how hard the impact of her knee to his gut would be, or what it would do to the guy. Once he was down to her level, Prudence pretty much pounced on the guy, a leg wrapping around his neck, both arms going up to the cabinets in his kitchen area to help her hoist herself up on his neck.

She wasn't sure how loud this whole thing was, but she didn't give a ****. He was coming with her, or he was going to die. A snap of her legs around his neck would do the job, but she really preferred the guy just came with her. Maybe, out of all the drama in her life between her mini's, the guy could bring some sort of balance. But, a guy this big would be an awesome vampire. One night, she might not even want to **** with this dude. "Acordaţi prioritate." She said once, no sign of how she felt if he did or didn't do the task she asked him to do in her voice. Her thighs gripped around his neck tighter, until he decided what he was going to do.

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When Andrzej stopped fighting, Prudence slowly released her hold on him. She only had a few seconds to work before he started gaining his senses again and in minutes he would be fine. With the red head still on him, Prudence tumbled to the ground as he fell forward, Prudence scraping an elbow on one of his cabinets. The woman hopped over him and one his back, where she sat with a leg on each of his shoulders and around his neck in case he tried to move again.

Prudence used a foot to roll his head to the side, before she leaned over and sunk her fangs in to the side of his neck without a second thought. He had put up a hell of a fight, and strangely, the woman had no problems draining him to a point of no return.

"Alege, Andrzej." Prudence finally spoke, fairly calm and collected. "Viață sau moarte. Because we're friends, I'm giving you the choice. I would usually pick death for any other ******, so pick wise and good. No turning back on either choice." Prudence jumped up off him with a push to his back with both hands, grabbed a small paring knife from a knife set in a block and dug it across her left arm. "So what's it gonna be?" She sat down in front of him with her left arm dripping blood on the floor of the trailer as she waited, criss-crossed legs, small knife in her right hand and irises locked on the man she brought to his knees.