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She could sense that the other vampire had been around far longer than she had, for there was just something about him, something about that aura of not seeming threatened at all, that gave it away. Her anger only seemed to increase more at the mention of 'knowing her', and while though there was also a brief moment of recognition, the sneer quickly returned. With a hostile and arrogant tone in her voice, she spoke: "I don't know you, and I don't owe you... Though if you know -her-, that explains how -weak- you are in your conviction. You could be so much more than a protector of glorified -cattle-... and you can't protect her... -forever-..." She opened her arms eeriely welcomingly as she stepped backwards once again with a wicked grin on her face, playfully backing up into the foliage once more, knowing she would be no match, though soon enough there was no more sound entirely. While she seemed to have almost vanished into thin air, one might still have the crawling feeling in the back of one's mind... that she was still watching. Waiting. Somewhere.

“She could come back. It’s doubtful. But she could.” He said through clenched teeth, shrugged, and holstered his weapon. “And in answer to your question, am I like her? No. She is female. I am male. She’s several bricks short of a full load, and I am sane. She is the midst of bloodlust, and I do not feed from humans.” She may not believe it. But he had not feed from a human in over two years. Yes he had been tempted on occasion. But bad things happened when he fed on humans. He could boost himself if needed, and there was always contraband blood bags. Hell animals were even a viable choice as well. But he wasn’t going to go into that.

Doc finally took the cigarette out of his mouth, and turned to look at her, “Did your parents not teach you that nothing good happens after midnight? Especially in city with Vampires? Let me guess though.. You didn’t believe the press? You thought ‘vampires are real’, was fake news. ******* CNN.” He flicked the ash off the cigarette, “Or did you think it was some group of people with a medical issue, hmm? Well guess what. We ******* exist.” His tone was patronizing. He sighed. He was out at night because that was his ‘day’. He was up when it was dark. He slept during the day. But she probably thought, ‘now he’s going to kill me…’ He took a long drag off the cigarette, dropped it to the ground and crushed it out.

“So have we learned a lesson tonight? I hope so. Now go home, and lock up.” Then he smiled in a very sinister manner, “And don’t invite strangers into your home.. alright?”

Doc smirked slightly at her as she stalked up to him in all of her… firely petite little glory. He even lifted an amused eyebrow as she poked him with her little insignificant finger. Of course he wasn’t better than her, he was sure there were things she could do a lot better than him; cook, clean,.. Hell he bet she could iron a man’s shirt like nobody’s business. No he wasn’t better than her, but he was older, and more experienced, which he knew she realized.

Doc watched her whirl on her heel and with her tiny little chin jutted out, she left in an unhurried holier-than-thou march. He looked at her bag and counted softly, “One… two.. Three… “ He smirked openly when she turned about and came back for her bag stilted huff. “Spunky.” He said no more, as she once more started in on how she was justified in her righteous indignation; and gave him a backhanded compliment as she once more split.

Had she waited, Doc would have asked her to vote for him in the upcoming election, since he was running on a platform of cracking down on violence, and increasing the parking in the city. But resigned himself with, not getting slapped, kicked, or shot, for his ‘good deed’ of the night. He watched her as she left the park, reached in his pocket and got himself another cigarette, lit it, and then contacted Mar telepathically.

~You and I should talk. I can help you. But if you keep going the way you’re going,.. You are going to be put down.~

From the nighttime rooftops of a store near the park, she peered into the distance from which she'd warped herself. A brief journey through shadow that moved her from place to place, but that also enforced her darker thoughts. Unfailingly she searched for the woman, though the shadow jumps were always slightly disoriënting. Her eyes darted across the landscape and found... nothing. Whether the park's foliage had come in the way, or Maryl was looking the wrong direction, she'd lost the human she'd been threatening. Her very veins filled with fury, only futher antagonized by the telepathic message, unable to respond, vowing to herself that it would not end here. Vowing that she would grow strong enough not to let anything get between her and her prey, again. With fury and determination, she skulked elsewhere to continue the hunt... and horror would come to her next target...

[OOC: Departing from this thread! Fun times! See you about!]