[Canada Day 2014] Moon Child ((Dawn Chekov | Madison))

[Dawn Chekov]

Dawn shook her head for a moment as the woman told her that she wasn't a vampire. True, her heart beat, true she could eat, but the woman was wrong about being able to go out into the sun. And then there was the need for blood, she didn't just like to drink blood. She needed it. She needed to to feed off of it or there would be all kinds of painful consequences. She sighed softly and then waited for the woman to fall silent before she began to speak. "I have find who I can, when I can. But thankfully, the one good thing about feeding from my own kind is that I don't have to feed nearly as much as I had to before I came to this city."

She looked at the woman a little more and then smiled "You are wrong about me though. While yes, it's true I have a beating heart, I could eat, I can not go out into the sunlight. I burn to the point of blisters and boils if I go out in the sunlight. Even bright light is annoying to me. If I don't feed, if I don't consume blood, I get these cramps, this pain. It is literally blinding it hurts so much." She said as she licked the tip of her fangs, the thought of blood was already starting to give her a slight pang of hunger. Instead of asking anything of the woman though, she sat back and waited to see what else the woman needed to say.

[Madison]

An allergy to the sun. That was rare, but plausible. Madison had seen a movie about it if she remembered correctly. Well actually, the kids had been dead in that movie or something like that but the mother had insisted they were burned by the light. It was possible that Dawn had this allergy. Madison sure as **** wasn't going to test it to find out though the thought amused her if it was indeed true.

"Regardless, an allergy to the sun and a taste for blood does not a vampire make," Madison stated plainly and in such a manner that made it clear even if Dawn would not budge on her thoughts, neither would Madison in hers.

Something else the blood thief had said made Madison uneasy. That feeding on "her kind" made things easier. Madison was assuming that she meant vampires since during her own time as a blood thief, the longer she had been one and the stronger she became, the longer the powers lasted and the less often she needed to feed.

"I'd be careful calling vampires 'your kind'. I assure you that you and I are two distinctly different entities, even when you do possess borrowed or stolen powers. Others of my kind would take offense to that and probably try to kill you. While blood thieves haven't been hunted like they were two years ago, I can assure you that being one leaves a stain that can never fully be washed away."

[Dawn Chekov]

Dawn nodded for a moment, yes, it was a 'allergy' but one she had had her entire life. The only thing that had ever helped her was the constant inflow of blood, once a week she would have to be at the hospital getting another transfusion, more so if she did anything that had gotten her injured or burnt, like being in the sun. The idea of it made her shiver, the burns, they had been awful, they had itched so bad. She closed her eyes for a moment before she looked over the woman, telling her not to call herself a vampire. "I have done it all my life, it wasn't until I got to this city that people have tried to harm me. In Truth, I'm sure most people think I am nuts, but I happen to like it. I know I'm not alone. There are many in the spotlight that are vampires. Hell, kings have been vampires in other countries."

She remembered her friend The Don, as well as the stories about Vlad the Impaler and even Queen Mary had been seen as a vampire because of her lust for blood. Bathing in and drinking it. Dawn then offered her arm to the girl so that she could see the tattoo that she had inscribed just under her elbow that said 'Kindred'. "I have been hospitalized a few times, but I have found some vampires that understand me, they allow me to feed. I never get their names though and I don't expect them to tell me. It's too dangerous for them."

[Madison]

"Up until about three years ago, true vampires, save for one, did not exist in this world. Anyone else is basically a poser, for lack of a better term. Though sometimes I think most are simply delusional I know of the 'human-vampires' but pit anyone of them, against any of us and it would be easy to determine the difference and the superior of the two."

Listening to what Dawn had to say about her sources for blood, Madison's mouth set in a line. How did she contact them if she did not know their names? And were they so stupid to think that a telepath could not read their memories to know what they were up to? Names had little to do with it. All one had to do was have an inkling that someone was up to something they shouldn't be and find a telepath to peek around inside the person's noggin.

Her brow furrowed for a moment as she contemplated her thoughts before looking to Dawn curiously and asking, "Have you ever fed from a vampire that was a telepath?"

Madison wasn't intending to feed Dawn. At least not at this point in time. She knew who the blood thief was now. Knew her name, knew her face and she wouldn't be forgetting it anytime soon. She also hadn't given the blood thief her own name yet that she could remember. It wasn't in the plan as of yet either. Madison was curious to how much Dawn actually knew of the vampire subculture.

[Dawn Chekov]

Dawn nodded a bit as she didn't argue with the woman, there really was no point in it. She had seen that the ones that had on multiple times sent her to the hospital were a great deal stronger than herself. That still didn't mean that she wouldn't always see herself as a vampire, many had seen themselves as vampires 'posers' or not. Plus there was the fact that 'vampires' fake or not were in the media, seen as gods by just about everyone save a few freaky fanatics that believed that just because someone had power, they were monsters. Which was true, but that didn't mean they were vampires. The US government was a good show of that.

The girl's question brought her out of her thoughts and she stopped for a moment, trying to think of what she had been able to do the times that she had fed from others. "I may have, it's sort of hard to recall all the different vampires. As for the other thing you asked, I know where to find them, they tend to appear here and there around the city. I have run into them a few times." She said softly and leaned back again into her couch. "I remember there were times I could think about someone and speak to them. Is that a Telepath's skill?" She asked, remembering the few times she had sent a telepathic message to a vampire she had found during a hack. He had been one to attack her with the gang that came after her.

[Madison]

"It is indeed," Madison nodded, "And that thing I did to you before? We call that a 'Mind Block'. It's another telepath power that stops the person from using their own powers for a given amount of time. I'm not quite sure what makes some mind blocks last longer than others but it happens."

Madison bit her bottom lip with one of her fangs as she thought about what she felt inclined to do. It was obvious that whoever had turned Dawn to the life of a blood thief hadn't taught her jack squat. She'd already admitted to not being a part of the blood thief gangs, which all in all was probably for the best. Especially the Broussard's. Madison wondered if Dawn even knew who the Broussard's were. How little did this woman know about the world she was living in? And how had she survived this long without knowing anything about it? If Madison believed in angels, she might have thought that Dawn had her own personal guardian angel but the probability seemed unlikely and that it was probably a few strokes of pure, dumb luck.

"There are six different types of vampires but we have found ways to branch over to another's path, as we call them, to obtain powers via what we call bridges between paths as well as paths other than our own. They don't come as naturally or easily to us as powers of our own path but it probably makes it harder for you to tell what vampire is what path. If I remember correctly, blood thieves are unable to receive bridge powers through blood. Have you ever been able to make a double of yourself? Or summon a shadow monster?"

[Dawn Chekov]

Mind block? That seemed like a useful talent, hell, she wouldn't want someone reading her mind or using their powers on her if she could help it. But most of the time, especially as of late, she hadn't been getting powers that would allow her any sort of mental hand other than her own intelligence. One time she had once been able to assess the powers of another vampire and that had been entertaining, but it had been something that she could assume, that if she could do it to others, they could do it to her. She shook herself out of her thoughts and looked to the woman once again as she asked about being able to double herself. People could really do that? Sweet. She thought to herself before she uncrossed and recrossed her legs in the other direction.

"I don't think so... I mean there have been some fun things I could pick up, recently I was able to run from one side of the city to another and it was so fast. It was Cool!" She said happily, her Russian accent coming out a little thicker in that moment before she continued on "But I haven't seen any monsters out side of the ones that live in the lobby of my apartment." She said, then bit her lip, causing the fang she had to dimple her lip for a moment before she released it. "Personally, I think a power I have really liked the most though was being able to... I don't know... feed myself... or heal myself... I just felt hungry one moment and the next, nothing."

[Madison]

So the blood thief lived in Corvidae Flats. That was an interesting tidbit of information. Without Dawn knowing, Madison sent a telepathic message to her wraith, "Adrian, I need you to go to Corvidae in the quarantine zone. I want you to go floor by floor and find an apartment that would seem it would belong to a...cyber goth. Her name is Dawn Chekov. You might see posters or musical awards with her name on it, she's a musician."

Knowing that her dead cousin would have no choice but to obey her, Madison smiled. Dawn would probably think it was due to the conversation at hand and it partially was. But one thing that Madison was good at, something she prided herself on, was being able to find people and find out information about them. Even if she thought Dawn was a bit weird, perhaps a tad crazy, she was interesting. The first human to interest her in a long time. Majority of the time, Madison ignored most people so to find one that piqued her interest was a change of pace that she didn't mind.

"That would be a trait of a necromancer that I think they call a blood boost. If you're able to quell another's hunger, it's a blood heal but your own is a blood boost. I don't know of too many necromancers personally and I haven't crossed that path myself yet but I could see it being useful. I personally only feed from blood bags unless it's an emergency."

[Dawn Chekov]

"I like that power the most. I hate when I start to feel the hunger. The pain." Dawn shuddered again, the idea of the pain, the sheer will it took her most nights not to scream when she had been on the tour bus with her band. The boys knew she was in pain and sometimes would allow her to feed on them, but for the most part, she tried not to harm her 'brothers' as she saw them, because in truth, that is how they felt to her. Most of them often protected her as best they could. She sighed softly and then shook her head to clear herself out of her thoughts of the pain and the hunger.

"I think I would use that one a lot if I could find the right vampire to drink from, but really, as of late, I have rarely had to feed. It's something I also like about drinking from others here. The power, the strength, and the fact that I don't have to go after someone, especially someone I like over and over again like I did when I was on tour before I came here. My band was very understanding, some even helping, but one time..." she sighed, looking down "One time, I almost took the life of one of my band brothers. That would have killed me. Knowing I harmed him. Now though... Nothing 90% percent of the time." She said with a bright smile, but she did still feel a little pang of hunger from all the talking of feeding.

[Madison]

Adrian got the message and with a ghostly grimace did as he was told. Taking the fade portal in Tutella's basement he popped out in Wickbridge and instead of taking the sewers, decided to take the long way past the morgue, over the river and into the quarantine zone. He didn't know why he wasn't able to get through the fence but he assumed that it was probably because it had electrical wires running through it. Electricity seemed to have some sort of effect on him at times.

Crossing through the quarantine zone, the former Tytonidae initiate eyeballed the monsters that roamed the ruins of the former neighborhood. Part of him missed spending time here and another part didn't. Being dead sucked. Being a slave to Madison sucked but being dead and being a wraith also gave him an advantage. He could go anywhere that hadn't been protected by ritual or spirit cage. If only Madison hadn't forbade him to speak of anything that she ordered him to do or else he would have betrayed her time and time again to the faction he had longed to be a part of.

Entering Corvidae Flats, the wraith snuck onto the elevator with someone whom he didn't recognize. When the bell dinged for the first floor, he stopped his own ascent and passed through the elevator floor. Floating in the elevator shaft he moved towards the first floor door and passed through that as well. He went to the first door and hoped there wasn't a spirit cage on the other side of it.

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Back in the trailer of the pop star, Madison was still sitting with Dawn and much to her surprise, she was rather enjoying her talk with the girl. Surely they had come from two very different walks of life but they had the commonality of being a blood thief at one point in time.

"I know what it was like, the pain," Madison nodded, her pale blue eyes darkening as she remembered the horrible withdrawals she had suffered when she had tried to stop drinking vampire blood. "I suppose you're a bit lucky that you've been feeding on blood for most of your life. I hadn't and after getting shot and stabbed so many times I tried to stop. It was horrible and it made me want to die. It's what led me to make the choice to become what I am now. I thought I was dead either way and at least this way, I was sure of an afterlife."