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When Galia spoke of finding messages in her home, Corbin felt himself tensing up. He was angry, furious that someone would go to that level of invading someone's privacy. What sort of words were to be shared in such a way that a person could not do face to face. Whoever the messages were from, they must be a coward. Corbin found himself wondering if it had been the stranger who spoke to him in thought about Galia. The telepath had not even bothered introducing himself, or even apologized for invading Corbin privacy within thought. Speaking in such a way was not uncommon for Corbin, but other past experiences had been with friends and family, or those who were to become good acquaintances.

Right away he wondered what he could do. Part of him wanted to investigate, and send out a message of his own. That Galia was going to be under his protection now. To tell the mind stalker that he was not just a customer of Galia, but that he was now her sire. Likely the stalker would know this soon enough, if he were keeping tabs on Galia as he claimed. Corbin made a mental note to speak with Aviana about this. She was an old friend of his from Chicago, the two had been out of touch but recently become reacquainted. Surprisingly she had been turned also, and was a telepath. Perhaps she could tell him more about this other vampire, or maybe she knew the one called Every.

Pulled back to reality, he focused on Galias words. She sounded so calm, and Corbin found a few things hard to believe. Here she claimed she maybe could handle a zombie before. Corbin knew she had powers of great use that would be handy not just against zombies. Was it possible she did not know what she was capable of before? She claimed to be afraid of vampires, that she avoided dangerous situations. How can this be true? From what he overheard in the alleyway tonight, he was almost sure she had been hunting the vampires who attacked her. And before, when he had looked into her thoughts he knew she had been attacked. Something was going on that he had not yet put together.

" I hope you have less to fear, but know there are still many things to be afraid of. Just know I am here for you. I want to be, if you are alright with that." As he spoke, Corbin reminded himself that he could not just force himself into someone's life, even if he was the one who turned them. " If someone was leaving notes for you at your home, that means they know where you live. Would likely be best if you find a new place to stay. That can be here, for as long as you want. You will always be welcome here. I can help you find a different place too. If a stranger starts leaving notes for you, we should find out who it is." His tone was calm, but inside his emotions were all extremes.

With the passing of each moment, and the lack of violence, he began to relax. His paranoia shifting, holding less concern over her attacking him for what he had done. Once the shock wore off, her opinion could change. She would likely be safer now, having become a vampire. Though the possibility of her causing havoc still lingered. In the rush of turning her, Corbin had not considered all the responsibilities. With Othella things had been different, the two had already been taking care of each other. With Galias turning, it was a totally different experience. Snuffing out his smoke, he casually made way to the other side of the room. Starting up the forge, tossing in the cigarette filter, burning the evidence. His mind pondered over many things at once.

With mention of not being able to afford a new place, he gave a wave of his hand. As to note that this was not an issue. Corbin was not an overly rich man. Yet, knew how to obtain wealth, if he devoted the time. A new place could easily be obtained for Galia. Before vocalizing this, a mental note was made, that maybe she would not want him to do such a thing. He was a complete stranger to her after all. Though he reminded himself that he had saved her, that had to count for something. Plus he would rather she stay here for now. As protecting her, if she were elsewhere in the city, could prove difficult. The best thing was to offer her any and all possible advantages.

As she asked about the sun, Corbin began sorting through his lock box. Pulling out a few different parts he had improved. Pondering upon making some weapons for Galia. " I am by no means an expert on all things vampire. I can only share what I have experienced and what knowledge has been gained from others." As he spoke, he continued to sort through things in the lock box. Setting a few different things out beside the forge, he spoke on. " When the sun comes up, I grow very tired. At first it was hard to stay awake, but over the last couple years, it's easier to fight it. I know of others who fall out asleep, the moment the sun's up. Like some sort of vampire narcolepsy." With sharing the last of his words, Corbin hoped she never had to deal with such a curse.

'' Get caught out in the sun, and you will be critically wounded. An injury so bad, you will be unable to hold down much blood until you heal. The key is to have a plan ahead of time. Be resourceful, just find a place to hideout for the day. Though having an easy escape is definitely helpful, in any situation." With this said, he pulled out one of the home tomes he had crafted a while back. He had made a couple of them, but never imagined any of the extras would come in handy so soon. '' Have you ever heard of a home bound tome before? I have one here you can have. When used it will bring you here. It doesn't matter if you are wounded or powerless, this will always work." Walking over to set the tome upon the table.

''This is for you. Even if you never use it…. Good to have. Feel free to use it as much or as little as you like. " Hoping the item came in handy. His eyes would drift back to Galia. '' You should really get cleaned up though…" He was not trying to be rude, and hoped his words didn't come off that way. Simply this was not a sight he wanted his wife to walk in upon. Not that he didn't already have a lot of explaining to do. Best not to have it look like someone was bleeding out. '' Later my sister might come by. If you want, I can have her pick up a few things from your place for you? " His words sounded unsure. This was all new to him, and he felt as if he was doing everything completely wrong.

By judging her reaction to the tome, Corbin guessed she had never used one before. Only recently had he tried the tome himself. It had taken him a while to get used to the feeling. The work put into it had all been worth it. Quite a few times Corbin was thankful for the quick escape the tome offered. " Maybe give it a try sometime tonight. Just to get the feel of it. No matter where you are, it will bring you to this exact spot." Spoken, as he moved to where the tome drop was. His tone sympathetic as he spoke on, hearing the comments in regard to her clothing. "I wish we had shown up sooner… I only wanted to help, and hope I have not gone too far with what has been done." As he spoke, the man made his way back to the forge. The area was just one large room, he didn't want to crowd her. Corbin knew first hand this was a lot to process.

"It's a few hours before dawn. As said before, I feel it best you at the least stay here tonight. Even if you never wish to see me again. People might be looking for you Galia. Likely me too. Not just people, but vampires. The vampires who did this to you. I might have scared them off, but surely they have friends. One I sent to the shadows, but he might be back. Likely whoever they work for, will not be happy." Corbin recognized a group of thugs when he saw one. His own father had been involved in organized crime. Being a son born out of wedlock, Corbin was thankful never having to involve himself in the family business. Growing up having spent the summers in Harper Rock; until his father passed away.

" I can get everything set up for you, while you clean up. Clean towels are in the bathroom already. Just help yourself to whatever clothing you find in the dressers. The wife and I are still working on moving in. Likely she might be at the house we have. Just feel it's safer here, now that she has been turned." After sharing this, he waited until she left the room before moving around. Staring by pulling out the bed, hidden within the couch. Claudette used the bed a few times, like after she got out of the hospital. He still felt guilty over the way things played out. Once the bedding was changed, he was back to working on weapons.

While the time passed, and he worked, Corbin reached out to Othella. Using one of his telepathic abilities, he gave her a heads up on what had happened. *Othella,I hope all is well with you this evening. Miss you. Not to be alarmed, but something has happened tonight. I am unharmed, but came across a woman under attack. Vampires took her life, but I gave her my blood. Could not let that be the end for her. I can't explain why, maybe it's because I know her in a way. We can talk about this all later. Just wanted to give you a heads up, so you would not be surprised to see a stranger sleeping on our couch. I love you. Looking forward to seeing you, it has been a long night.*

As Galia stepped into the other room, Corbin worked silently at the forge. His mind racing, replaying the events of the evening. Still justifying what he did to save the woman tonight. When she finally walked back out, he greeted her with a smile. Feeling the woman already looked a little better and hoped she was feeling better too. Yet her words shifted his expression quickly, to one of concern. His emotions often jumped dramatically in such a way. A trait that came with his turning, one he found exhausting at times. " What's missing? " Said, as he set aside his tools.

Before the woman could respond, Corbin hears the door. Turning, he expects to see Claudette, instead he faces his friend Aviana. She's like family, so of course had not bothered with knocking. The woman doesn't look happy to be here. Her eyes are locked on Galia, and not in a pleasant way. Lingering near the entrance, her gaze shoots from Galia to Corbin. When she speaks, her voice is accusing. " Corbin, what have you done? " Clearly she was upset, but Corbin couldn't fathom to what extent.

" I saved her life… Figured you of all people would understand. " His words hinted with disappointment. The conversation shifted, as she spoke to his mind. *She is a Paladin Corbin! Or was one! It was a while ago, but she attacked someone in the Docere bloodline. Isn't she the one the telepath warned you about?!* As she spoke, her gaze glared in his direction. With the accusations, Corbin suddenly wished he had not told her about the telepath and his warning.

His eyes twitched, as anger settled upon him. He couldn't explain why, but he felt strongly protective of the vampire he turned. " If you have something to say, I would prefer you say it aloud. " Shared with Avi, before sharing a glance to Galia, his expression turning to one of sympathy. Sorry she was having to deal with this. " Alright…. You should kill her now. Send her to the shadow realm, before she murders you and Othella while you're sleeping!" Her tone heartless, and Corbin knew she meant every word.

"Get out…" Flat cold words expressed, as he pointed towards the door. Avi looked at him in disbelief. "GET OUT!" Yelling at her then, before his world went black. He knew Avi had used her powers, and took away his sight. Instantly Corbin pulled out a handgun he had on him, pointing it in the direction he sensed her. " Harm her, and I'll shoot you." His aim was steady, as he spoke with confidence. " You can't even see…"

Instantly Corbin cut her off. " You're not the only one capable of mind tricks Aviana!" She didn't sound worried, as she clearly spoke to Galia then. " If you hurt my friends, in any way… I will kill you." The whole interaction happened so fast, ending with Corbin firing a shot in Aviana's direction. The woman would vanish, using a tome but not before attempting to cast a Waking Nightmare upon Galia. Should the power take effect the woman would be hunted for 5 days by nightmarish apparitions.