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She looks down at all the blood on the floor, She cant help but make a face "Was that all from me?" She shakes her had "Wouldn't be the first time blood has been on that floor...maybe the first time there has been that much though" She doesn't relish the thought of cleaning it up but that would have to wait. She walks over ad sits down at the table with him. She looks him over for a moment "So i will need to 'feed' soon, on blood, probably from a human...are any of the other myths about vampires true?"

She runs them all through her head "So will I have to sleep in a coffin from now on? I don't really care if the 'sun light kills you' thing is real or not because I avoid it as much as possible in the first place. What about having to stay away from garlic? Or the thing about having to count salt every time its poured on the ground?" She sits back in the chair a little thinking again "Clearly if you stab anything in the heart it will die," She looks down again at the hole in her shirt "I don't plane on crossing any bodies of water anytime soon so that can be worried about later. What about crosses and holy water? Will those hurt me?" She thinks on some more that she has heard over the years "How did you gt into my Bar in the first place? I thought you had to ask permission before coming in somewhere?"

Her thoughts then turn to the 'powers' that vampires are suppose to have. "Do you have cool powers like being able to turn in to a bat? Or what about a mist? Or the controlling peoples minds? Can you fly or run super fast and lift cars like they are kids toys?" She leans foreword and kinda lowers her voice, though she has no clue why,as she remembers another myth she had heard when she was a teenager "Is it true that vampires cant have sex?"

*** he looks down at the blood on the floor he looks at it calmly, watching as it pools and then starts to dry. He should probably clean it up before they leave to get her fed. She mentions that it wouldn’t be the first time there has been blood on the ground in here and he is curious as to how many have bled in this place. She moves over to him at the table and he looks at her for a second. She doesn’t look wounded anymore and his fingers drum at the table top for a second. “Yes you will need to feed soon. Yes, from a human”, he says the last part as if it’s the only option when really it’s not. He doesn’t really agree with the concept of feeding from blood bags unless you have to or are hiding. He also doesn’t agree with feeding from animals as he sees it as a weakness. “Myths about vampires depends on what you’re reading.” Her questions so far are almost like his own when he has been turned. That is probably because, Axel thinks anyway, that most vampires feel the same way upon being turned. That is unless one is turned and becomes rather negative about it. He doesn’t know what that would be like. Axel remembers he was angry at first but Vampirism just fits him.

“I have yet to hear about any vampires that have to sleep in coffins.” He looks at her and then waits for her next question which is rather rapid in it’s coming. His eyes look at her. “Sunlight will char you and make you look like a roasted marshmallow.” He hopes that his answer on that, even though it wasn’t a question is enough to deter her from stepping out into the sunlight. The garlic question isn’t even one he thinks that he asked. “Never had an aversion to it, plenty of Italian restaurants around here, smell it all the time.” He thinks about the grain of salt thing and wonders if it’s one that he asked. It’s not like it’s been a long time since his turning but rather that he’s had experiences as being a vampire since then. Those experiences have molded his perception of being a vampire more than his thoughts of vampires around him. “No, I don’t think so. Never seen a vampire count anything really.” She says something about being stabbed in the heart, he eyes her a little bit. “Actually the vampire’s body can take more than you think….” His words trail off as she continues to speak. “Crosses and holy water. No.. Don’t think so.” She mentions her bar. He nods his head, she’s right about the invited place. “The bar is a public building, it is a place of business not a place of home or residence… So I can come and go. You have to be invited into someone’s home.”

There is a pause in her speech as she goes breaks the conversation for a moment. This is the first time since she’s sat down that he has a moment to think and prepare himself for the next questions that she has. She mentions a ton of ‘cool’ powers that vampires have and he shakes his head to all of them. “No. My powers, are rather more like utility than shapeshifting, etc. I can track, at long distances, disease others, see infrared, and when I get angry walls shake and ground cracks.” This is a medium lis of the powers that he has and he doesn't mind telling her them. Better her be scared of him if there is ever an issue between them. Her next question almost makes him scoff. “Of course vampires can do that, but trust me. Once you taste blood, the power in it. You won’t want many other physical lusts.” He hopes that his answers suffice her questions so far… He’s waiting for her to be so hungry that she can’t stand to not have blood. It’s only a matter of time.

Renee thought of what he had said and this seemed logical to her, most likely most if not all of the myths were probably made up by vampires themselves to keep them hidden form humans and anything else that was out there that she did not yet know about. This made her think of the other things that could be out there and she heard herself saying to no one in particular "Well, if vampires are real what else is out there...werewolves, ghost, angles...so many things could be real" She shook her head to dismiss the thought and the question from her mind she could ask him later but for now there were other things that needed to be taken care of first.

She could feel a sort of pain, or maybe a sort of longing, she was not sure just yet. Maybe it was the hunger for, well for blood now that she was what she was. "When you feed, do you have to kill who ever you are feeding from?" She could not help but remember the man that he had left burning in the dumpster behind her bar. This brought up the thought that if vampires kill everyone they feed on then how has the police or the news not picked up on this or done anything to make it public...had they not even known it. How many vampires where in the city and where were they hiding out at? These were all questions she would have to ask later because for now there were more important matters and she was sure that he was getting tired of all the questions that she had unloaded on him already, so for now they would wait.

Standing up from the table and walking towards the back door she stopped and turned to him "Well I guess I should go..." She thought of the right word "go find dinner or breakfast...im not sure what to call it right now...which reminds me what is your name and what should I call you?"

His arms are still reached out over top of the table before hi and he can see the blurry reflection of everything in the room aside from either of them on the able. The sign of a light is up above them where their bodies should be blocking the light there is just a shadow. Axel's shadow doesn't not stay on the table very much longer as it grows antsy over the things that are happening at the moment. It's tired of being in this one place. Looking over his childe back to his shadow he knows why the shadow is moving toward the door. Shaking his head at it he knows that he cannot give it any sort of command a it doesn't really listen to him. She asks him about the other creatures of myth and stories. “Never once seen a werewolf; however, I have seen vampire that turn into wolves.” He pauses a second then thinks of a better way to explain it. “Some vampires can turn into animals. Ghosts, not really but spirits are consumed by us as well, never seen an angel.” He leans his head back and then looks back to her again. She seems to be feeling the hunger now.

The sign of the hunger that she feels is no obvious to him and then he looks her over with a smile when she asks her next question. He thinks for a second and then looks at her. “You do not have to, no.” He stops for a second then looks to her, “Something about killing though, ending a life is more fun than you think it can be I promise you.” The other reasons he kills are to keep humans from speaking out about him being a vampire or even talking about the possibilities of there even being vampires in the city. “Right now it seems that you should get some blood in you before it drives you mad”, he pushes the chair back behind him and stands up. Moving his hands down his clothes he firms them out and then he starts to make a step toward the door on the side of the bar (the one that he had come in through). He makes sure to walk around the blood so that he doesn't track bloody foot steps throughout the city on his way to her first couple meals. He also has no idea what path of vampire that she is. This will be a learning experience for them both.

She is already there at the door waiting for him to answer her inquiry of his name. To be honest he isn't exactly sure what to call the act of feeding depending on what it's done anyway. He just calls it hunting or feeding there is really nothing else he feels to call it. She's not in the presence of a human so it's not like she has to try and blend in. “Axel”, he finally answers her about his name and then looks at her a little bit as he places his hand unto the door knob. “There is no need to call it anything other than hunting when around other vampires”, he pauses then opens the door, “hunting or feeding, only need to sugar coat **** in front of humans.” As he leads the way out into the alley and turns back to look at her. “And your name? To make this teacher-student thing work a little bit better.” He nods his head and then makes his way to the road with the flickering street lights.

'Axel' she thought over in her head, more so to comate it to memory then anything. Before she headed out the door she grabbed a jacket and through it around herself so she could cover the blood socked shirt she had on. "Renee" she said as she began to fallow him down the street. She wondered how hard it would be to kill someone, he had said it would be fun but she wasn't sure. Before now the only thing she had ever killed was either people in video games or in the stories her and her friends would right when they where still in high school.

She figured she would probably never see them again now that she was a vampire. Her family was out of the question now too. "So how old are you? I mean you look fairly young but I'm sure vampires don't age." She was more or less trying to keep thoughts out of her head but it would be nice to know more about this Axel that she was now with. "Earlier you said something about your powers, do all vampires have the same powers or is" She thought for a moment "...everyone..." that was the best thing she could come up with "different?"

As they continued to walk it occurred to her that she was neither hot nor cold. It must be do to the fact that she was now a vampire. She wondered what else she would find out she was able to do. Maybe she was stronger or faster now. Maybe she had some kind of powers as well. How would she know if she did have powers though. If she did find out she had powered how would she know how to use them in the first play. Or would it be more difficult then just turning them on or off. Maybe she would have to control them or be taken over by them.

There was another thing that occurred to her, Axel stabbed her through the heart tonight after her seeing him, with his eyes blacked out and a mouth full of razor sharp teeth, kill and then burn some poor drunk guy. Then he forces her to drink what she thinks was blood and its probably his own. Then she just believes every word out of his month and now she is fallowing him down to what looks like not the best part of town and she just doesn't ask any questions and even though she is questioning it in her head she knows she would never question this out loud because for some reason she trust him more then she has trusted anyone in the past.

The coat, not as thick as some of the layers of clothes that he has on, but still enough to fight the slight chill of the September night. Her hands pull the coat to cover the bloody shirt and he's curious if she has as good an attitude about being turned as he had when he had initially accepted it. He remembers that there was anger, at first, but possibly because Jesse didn't just come out and say what was on his mind. No, instead of warning him, like Axel hadn't done, Jesse just killed him. This is not unlike what he has just done to this woman before him. The fact that she almost instinctively covers up the blood is all that has made him curious and the hours of the night that have yet to pass will reveal the truth. Finally, though, she says her name and breaks his thought process. Renee the Vampire, his thoughts on the way vampires refer to themselves in Anne Rice's novels, kind of has a ring to it. “Well, Renee”, as he says her name he arches a brow up to make sure that he is saying her name right, “let's go teach you to hunt.”

Her next question is one that he himself has asked mainly because the idea of ancient beings living among humans interested him more than most things about being a vampire. “I am twenty-nine”, his birthday had happened recently, but he doesn't really consider that to be the day of life anymore. At the moment he considers his Embrace the day of his 'birth', though it may be into darkness. “Most of the vampires are of this century”, his eyes shift around, using an ability to see heat imprints. Seeing that there are no humans in earshot, his head turns back to her again. “Only ancient vampires are what are called 'elders'.” As he says the word that should have some sort of reverence, it sounds more mocking. “Many of them are asleep, others of them are squabbling within their own blood lines and clans.. Only ones I've heard be active in the issues of this age are Elizabeth and Habren.” He nods his head up and down. “But doesn't mean I know them, or want to know them.”

The question about powers is next and he is sure that this question is coming, again he uses the ability that allows him to see heat of bodies. This time he isn't using it to make sure that there are no humans around. No, at the present time, he wants to find humans and get some blood for Renee. “Yes and no.” He knows that this answer will not be good enough for her so he decides that it would be a good idea to go into some detail. “So the way it works is that you are born of darkness into one 'path' or 'type' of vampire”, he turns his head to her, only to return his gaze to the street, empty. “As you grow, it is possible, through effort, to learn the paths of other vampires by meeting with one of the wraiths.” This time he thinks that the answer would be good enough for her.

It is as they come into Bullwood that Axel finally finds the sign of life in between the buildings. There is a male there, rather bulky. That is not to say that he is just tubby. No, Axel is almost positive that the man down the alley ahead of them is someone that has to do something to keep his body in shape. Turning back to her he, he is curious as to what she is thinking about just before the kill. For him it was that he wanted to kill, still does. As they come up to the alleyway, his mouth becomes monstrous again. He doesn't show it to her, as his mind is on the human before him, and teaching her what it is to feed. He looks back to her, “Fangs extend and retract”, his own fangs now showing, too large to allow his mouth to shut. With this said he moves forward into the place between the buildings. He refuses to use his powers as he assaults the male.

His assumptions about the male are right, as it seems he's an enforcer type of one of the local gangs. Though Axel is smaller, he still has more muscle, even if it doesn't show physically. The matter of the fact is that he is a supernatural creature and his power is in the blood. With his massive strength he catches the swing of a the man in his fist, after having taken a shot to the ribs. If he had to breathe it would have knocked the breath out of him. Waiting until Renee comes into the alleyway, he finally opens his mouth and sinks his fangs into the male's neck. His eyes look to Renee, hoping she is learning by example. He doesn't need to feed, so he doesn't take much, just enough to stun the human.

She nods as he says her name. Most people have some issues saying it but that was something she had learned to live with. If it sounded close enough to her name, she would andswer to it. As he spoke of his age and elders and the powers and paths she could not help but wonder what her powers would be or even if she would have powers. As they came into Bullwood they came upon an ally way. She moved behind him and ducked down slightly as to see what he was looking at. There at the end of the allyway was a man. He looked large and musclar. Renee human would of turned right around and walked the other way avoiding the man at all cost and hoping he hadnt seen her. As Axel turned to her he was, once again, as she had first seen him. Large monsterous jaws that took up most of his face. She was amazied when he started talking. She could not believe that was able to speck like that much less that she could understand him with out difficalties.She wondered if she herself would have these jaws or if she would have the more classic fangs that most movie vampires have. She watched as he approched the man and yes in fact he was bigger then Axel. She wondered how on earth Axel was going to take him down. She watched has blows where had and stood in awe when Axel finialy got his teeth into the other man. She could not make herself move. But then the smell of blood hit her. Its smelled so good and then it hit her. She fell down to her knees. This must be the hunger. It had not really hit her till she smelled that sweet delious blood. It was coming out the wound and she wanted some.

She falls to her knees and he looks at her confused if she is going to feed from the man in his arms or not. He has him held up, lifeless looking, but the heart is still pumping. The way his fangs are, he has ripped a rather massive chunk out of the man's neck and this is because he has a curse, one that all under Jesse have. The fact that if he doesn't kill his prey, then the human will know and be able to identify him as a vampire. Most vampire's prey forget about who has bitten them, but this is not the case for those who have been sired under Jesse within Altaire. There has only been one time where it has happened to him, a few nights after his turning, but he doesn't mention it. The human had seen him on the street, and Axel went out of his way to snuff the light from the creature before it could bring any harm to him for the rest of his family. This male will soon be joining the ranks of the body count in the realm. He looks at her expectantly not sure what she is waiting for exactly.

Waiting for her to come and bite the human he holds the wrist of the male out to her. With his other hand, hoisting him up with his arms, Axel pulls a blade from his pocket, the same one he had used on her earlier this evening. His blade drags across the wrist of the human and the blood starts to pool at the wound. He doesn't cut him to the point to bleed him out, but enough for her to get her mouth around and feed from the wound before he kills him. But the debate in his mind is if he will have her kill him rather than himself. Looking at the blood covered male human, he decides that it is probably better if he kills him to make things easier for her when he has her go for the next victim on her own. It's the way in which Jesse had done things with him, his hand goes back to his pocket, blade returning to it's place in the shelter of his pants. Finally he speaks, “What are you waiting for, get over here and feed.” He's not angry with her, the tone of his voice is more that of impatience and rushed need to rid himself of the body before they get stumbled upon.

She gets up and walks over to the bleeding man. He has cut open his wrist and the blood is pooling. She thinks for a moment if she should try and use her fangs she does wonder what they will look like but she instend graps the wrist and brings it to her mouth. She lets the blood slowly flow into her mouth at first before she starts to pull the blood out of him. She has never had this feeling before. The taste is amazing. She wants more. This feeling is eluminating. She wonders how on earth a vampire can stop this without. Hell she wonders how there are not more dead bodies every where. She is also wondering how on earth he could not feed from her. Well not that she remebers anyway. The blood flow is getting weaker now. She stops and looks up at her Sire. "Do you want me to drain me?"

His childe, his first childe, that fact is now coming into Axel's mind at the forefront as he is starting to fully understand that this is his childe. She walks over to him and he watches carefully as she takes the wrist against her mouth. His blue eyes look down to to the limb at her mouth and he waits for her to seem as if he is finished feeding. He has yet to drain a human dry yet but she wants to know if he wants her to do so. His shoulders heave upward and he is unsure about his feelings. His mouth opens and then he gives her the order that he feels is most useful. “Take whatever you need from him”, he looks over her and then shrugs his shoulders a little bit. He eases his strength over the human. He does this so that the woman can take her time to feed from him. As he waits he starts to prepare a dumpster near them so that he can get rid of the body once she is done. His eyes look back as he dumps a bit of lighter fluid into the metal box and waits.