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Kira listened to the two talk, she had put her hands in her jacket. She was focused on what was going on around them. She tilted her head when the man said time didn't touch them. True. While her kind of vampire may show their age in the mirror, at least she heard it did, their outward appearance didn't change. Though she heard allurists were also able to de-age. She was fine staying the age she looked, the age she 'died' and became a vampire. The mirror didn't show it to her, she wasn't that old of a vampire. 6 years...true if she had been human, she would have aged.

She smiled when he said how someone so small could scare someone without a weapon. They had powers for that. She wished she could give her bouncers at the lounge the power, it would make their job easier. This wasn't the first human that had figured out vampires, she had spilled that secret to some even before they were completely outed to the world. Back when it was dangerous to do so, back when you could be killed for telling a human.

She caught the glance of the girl and nodded. She had no problems with it. She had been outed personly as a vampire. There wasn't any reason to hide it.

"Yes, Oscar...we are different." Kira replied, "Have you seen news reports about vampires in this city?" she asked. She thought it was common knowledge now, though she was sure there were still people tried to say there was no way vampires could be real. People who talk about vampires certainly shouldn't be locked up for it, expressly here.

A small smile came to her lips as Oscar explained how he came to be in the asylum. Of course, now it made much more sense given his scientific training and innate curiosity. The humans probably didn’t like the truth he stumbled upon, and that’s why they locked him away. However, Meara couldn’t imagine anyone not wanting to embrace the darkness. Sure, the wanton killing of zombies and anti-vampire humans was enough to make the redhead squeamish, but she enjoyed exploring the new talents that she could perform with her mind and body. Her eyes looked off to the distance a moment, seeing the familiar areas around the mall coming into view. They were almost at their intended destination.

“You know, that’s why I came here too.” Meara admitted with a sheepish smile. Fingers reached into her shoulder bag to fish out her keys so she could unlock the shop. As she pushed the door open to the mall and, she decided to tell the story of how she went from Meara Donnelly to Meara Quartermaine.

“I was living in Toronto when the news broke about vampires being real and heard about all the people wanting to travel there to see if the legends were actually true. So being the businesswoman I am, I picked up my busking and moved north. That’s when Alex found me and I supposed educated me on the benefits of accepting her gift. And here I am.”

Meara gave a bit of a shrug. “I don’t think there’s any sort of rules or governing body… Alex just told me always to not turn someone against their will and to not turn minors. So, I guess that’s my little family’s protocol so to speak.

Study time? Kira wondered what there was to study. She suppose being immortal would give you plenty of time to study whatever you wanted.

"I came here way before everyone new about vampires but I had some kind of pull that brought me here." Kira said, "I really don't have anyone above me. My sire and up are all gone somewhere. Otherwise, there's really no vampire group that governs us, it was something that was tried but it didn't work out."

Kira had two shops in the mall, she was here late a lot because of one of them. The shows she put on with her workers and the late night rehearsals. Her workers might still be here though, as sometimes they practice on their own. Once inside the mall, she grabbed the first aide kit before heading towards Alex's shop. "Don't find many people who seeks out wanting to be a vampire. Most of mine have been accidents or saving their life." she said. Well, maybe she shouldn't have said accidents. She had been trying to kill a couple of them for different reasons and ended up with them as a childe. Course, she only had two childer now. She looked at the man, it would be nice to have one that wasn't a complete asshole like Aden but she wasn't sure what Reggie would think about her siring.

"I would guess you have given this a lot of thought." Kira said, "There's no going back and it's not advised to leave town, if you die you don't return unlike in town, you return."

"There's a lot that you would need to be taught about vampires and about being one.." she added, then looked at him again. "The Quartermaine family would be a good family though. Her sire, is my best friend, more like a sister. Sometimes I wish I had been able to be a Quartermaine but I was fated for someone else." her time with her sire was interesting, she did miss her from time to time but it was kind of lonely with no family above her. She at least had the Misfits.

She sent a telepathic message to Dave to bring some spare clothes to Alex's shop. They looked like they could be the same size. "I'll have someone bring you a change of clothes." she said.

"The side effects, I've found, are not that bad." Meara chimed in as she thought about the situation. "Ceasing of age, unnatural aura, lack of reflection, fadebeasts, and so on. Of course the reliance on blood is tricky, especially if you were a bit of a peace-loving vegetarian before you died." Meara gave a cheesy grin as it was apparent she was talking about herself. "The thing that currently bothers me the most is the inability to see the sun, but Alex has said one can overcome that with training."

Meara had listened to what Kira said about the seemingly odd curse of Harper Rock. She had remembered being told that the shadow realm seemed to be intrinsically tied to this place only and that was why they had to die here. But she hadn't experienced it yet, and she wasn't planning on starting. "But that doesn't mean you can't travel. I was just in Nashville for a few months earlier this year. You just have to be careful and significantly limit your risks." She elaborated as she was selecting the right key and unlocking the door to QCC and held the door for Oscar and Kira. Once inside, she let the door close softly before she

"The only reason I may have seemed hesitant is because I wanted to be sure that you willingly wanted this Gift." She considered vampirism as a wonderful gift only to be exchanged willingly. She thought hard for a few minutes about if she thought she would have the abilities to be a good sire, like Alex was to her. Internally, Meara was nervous; she knew she had no basis of knowledge to go on, and her own turning was hazy. She was still pretty fresh to the whole thing, but perhaps this process would be what she would need to transcend into the next level of understanding being a vampire. She her professorial mother always told her, that to learn she must read, to know she must write, and to master she must teach. It was after all worth a shot.

Her blue eyes looked up and meat Oscar's eyes before she gave him a smile. "Yes I would be willing to sire you. I think your motives are sound. And whatever I don't know I will ask and help you find the answers you seek."

Kira nodded, "Yes, we come back if we die. As long as we're here." she said. "Everything you need to learn can be taught after you're turned." she added. She looked to Meara before looking to Oscar again, "Yeah, if you like the sun, there is a power you can learn so you may walk in the daylight again but before that power, you'll get burned." she said. The sun was something she had avoided before she was turned so it was no big loss. She had the power, only if for some reason she got caught outside, which she tries to avoid at all costs.

Would she be willing to turn him? She thought about it. She never really saw herself as that great of a sire, but it would be nice to have another childe that isn't an asshole. "I would be willing, yes. If you're looking for a bigger family though, I would not go for me." she said. She also wasn't overly caring, Alex was and she was sure Meara was too, most people were.

She looked around the familiar shop, placing the first aide kit down and started to dig out what might be needed. She blinked, then again, if he wanted to be turned, he would just be healed no doubt. "The choice is really up to you, who you would like to turn you. If you have questions, feel free to ask." she added.

A little bit later a man came into the shop, "Hey, why I am bringing clothes?" Dave asked, then spotted the other two. He had no idea who they were. He noticed the blood though, "So...what happened?"

Kira huffed at him, knowing he most likely thought this was her fault somehow. "Never mind that. I'll tell you later, maybe." she said, taking the clothes from him. She was about to say for him to stick around, they might need him but she wouldn't trust a new vampire to feed and not drain a human too much.

She moved over to Oscar and handed him the clothes. "Would you like your wound taken care of now? Granted if you are turned, it would heal. Minor wounds are nothing to vampires. We heal a lot faster than humans." she said.

"I'm certain we both can't do it, so if you can't decided between us for your own reasons....I suppose a coin toss would be a way to decide." She couldn't help it as a smile came to her lips. Meara strongly believed in luck, and it was one of the things that lead her to this moment. It was a lucky encounter with Alex in Toronto and then in Harper Rock. Oscar was lucky that she was walking down the street. Fate, luck, karma, whatever you called it, Meara believed in it because too many things in life were coincidental to be random.

Meara reached down to feel the front pockets of her skinny jeans. Nothing there. Her slender hands wound around the sides of her hips to her back pockets. Nothing there. Red painted nails moved to unzip her purse next as she went fishing around for anything that could be flipped. It was often said you could tell a lot about a woman by examining he contents of her handbag. One by one pieces of things were placed on the counter before her for Oscar to choose from. A rosin pack. Keys. A handful of pens. A pack of gum. A squeaky dog toy. Debit card. A tube of pink lipstick.

"I don't have a coin, but if any of this junk works for you, that's fine by me." Meara laughed and gave her best smile. She knew she might come across as being silly, but this sort of thing was just the sort of person Meara was.

Kira nodded about waiting to change, if he was wanting to be turned right away then he might just end up with blood on him again. She raised an eyebrow when he asked if they both could turn him. "It doesn't work that way." she said, "But the other can always be a...god sire?" she said, searching for the right term, adoptive sire just didn't seem to work in this case.

She blinked when he asked about a coin. This would be the first time a siring would be decided with a coin toss. She watched as Meara started to dig things out of her purse. "Dog toy?" she said with a laugh.

"I don't carry cash around." Kira replied, she looked to Dave. "Do you?"

"Maybe." Dave said, checking his pockets. "You could always use one of those pens like spin the bottle."

"What's spin the bottle?" Kira asked confused.

Dave shook his head, of course she wouldn't know what that was. If someone tricked her into playing she would most likely stab who ever tried to kiss her. "Boys and girls sit in a circle and they spin a bottle. The pair it lands on have to kiss. It's a thing teenagers do."

Kira stared at him for a moment. "Not sure what the point is of that...game?" she said, she was glad she was never a teenager. Well, didn't remember being one anyway.

Dave held up a coin, "Here we go." he said, "Call it."

"I'll take tails." Kira said as he tossed the coin.