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The woman was drinking. That was good, for both them. At least Pru picked right, if there was a right way to pick. She was a fighter, she wanted to live. And she was smart.That thought came when the woman listened to Pru's instruction on how to keep living.

Then **** got crazy and Pru tried to get out from under the woman and away. But frantic movements kept her from bring successful with that. "Holy ****." Pru didn't remember much when she became a vampire because she had fallen off a ******* roof, broke every bone in her body [or so it felt like that] and pronably rattled a few things up there. She just remembered it hurt, but it probably hurt because she had been fucked up. Did she do something wrong? The woman was acting crazy. She didn't remember A.B. acting like this. But her siring came when Pru had spent a lot of time in the fade place, looking for Rabies. She didn't remember much, other than waking up and spending days and days in there, until Mortll told her something Pru couldn't and still didn't comprehend. How do people just vanish from that place? wasn't that sorta the end of the road for their kind?

Hearing her name snapped the red head out of the memory, the woman's eyes narrowing, silently scolding herself for thinking about that when she should be focused on making sure the transformation to becoming a vampire was done. With the dead weight on her, Pru groaned and slowly pried her body out from under the woman. It was a slow and grueling process because Pru didn't really understand the process and didn't want to disturb it. Can't be having some crazy brain dead vampire running around. Masquerade to uphold and all that, she chided herself. No one was harder on Prudence then Prudence herself. She had been perfect in her skills as a human and revered for it. She never took breaks or days off. If she fell, she got right back up on that wire. If she grew bored, the red head pushed her limits. Most of her old life was seen in her "new" life.

Prudence put the tip of her booted foot to the shoulder of the woman known as CC, and gave her a little shake with it. When she didn't move, Pru bent down and tossed her over a shoulder with a grunt. Knowing Cliff would still be pissy, Pru opted to take her to a place he rarely went, but could get to. Not wanting to draw more attention to her being, Pru concentrated on the house, the distance from here to there and in a blink, she was outside the two floor home. She kicked the door open, then tossed the dead weight to the couch. She grabbed her phone, checked the Crownet to see if she had any violations on her, closed it and looked at the woman. Mayve she had been a little rough. So she put a couch pillow under her head. Good enough.

The room CC was in was painted a dark green. Various items accented the green color; a floor carpet over the hardwood floor, pillows on the couch, a vase with flowers and other random odds and ends. Prudence had left the woman alone, not at all worried that she would try to escape. If she did, Prudence would obviously follow after her and bring her *** back here.

There was a noise that alerted the redhead to acknowledge that her mini-vampire was awake. The redhead emerged from the kitchen with a mug in her hand and cleared her throat. "Uh, hi." She didn't know what to say, but that was a good start. "I've got a shirt and skirt for ya there." Pru pointed to the smaller couch on the right. The skirt was a black mini that would probably look awesome with some form of fishnets, but Prudence wasn't about to cough those up, the shirt was a black tank top of some band she listened to. "Probably a close fit, but the best I could do."

The woman moved to the table and set the mug on it. "You're going to want to drink that. It'll make things better. Clearer." Prudence took a step back, grabbed a chair from the kitchen table and sat on it. "I bet you have questions, so I'll just cut to the chase and tell ya what I know and what's happened."

She crossed her long legs underneath her body, her eyes still on the woman before she put her chin in her hands. "You're a vampire now. No, I'm not crazy. You've got a nice set of fangs. This isn't a dream, I didn't do **** to your teeth, it's what happens when you become a vampire. Things change." She looked to the cup and nodded her head to it. "There's blood in that cup. That's what we drink now. It's not as good as getting it from a fresh source, but I don't think we're to the point of teaching ya to hunt yet." Prudence rubbed at her arms awkwardly, not sure what else to say.

"My name is Prudence, but you can just call me Pru. I made ya a vampire, so I'm something called your sire and you're my mini-vamp. They're called childe, but you're obviously not a child, so that just seems retarded." She shrugged, sat back in the chair more and watched her mini-vamp carefully before trying to put a smile on her face. "So, I guess this is the part where you ask me some questions."

The fire in this mini-vamp made her smile, perhaps like a dumb idiot, but Prudence didn't care. She was a right pistol, just like Prudence herself, which meant she would be just like her. A killer, bad *** and strong. That was obvious when the woman who was only a few hours "old," came charging at Prudence, fists swinging like a mad woman to try and hit her. Prudence let a single fist connect, mostly to let the woman think she had won whatever battle that was going on in her mind, but Prudence was ready to reel her *** in when she went running for the door, ruined said door and then tried to get the hell out of here.

"Cinnamon, stop!" Prudence's voice all but bellowed out as she stood and in a blur of speed was chasing after the woman and attempting to tackle her. "Ya can't go running out there like that. It's not safe!" Well, that wasn't true. Compared to the humans out there, Cinnamon could probably kick their ***, from her display of strength and speed, but she had to tell her about being careful and not breaking the masquerade. No way in **** was one of hers going to be getting on that list and making her look like a piss poor sire.

Prudence dove at the woman's feet, attempting to take her out that way, so that she could give the woman a few pieces of useful knowledge before she went off doing her thing. "Stop, right now! I'm trying to help ya!" It sounded strange to Prudence to be giving orders to someone the way she was, but god damn, this woman was a real pistol. Maybe a bigger one than she ever was. "Ya can't be ripping doors of hinges! People are gonna notice that ****." As Prudence tried to keep her new mini-vamp around, in any way she could, she figured it was the best time to cram useful knowledge down her throat before the woman made a lucky break from her.

Prudence rolled off the woman once she was on the ground and barely avoided a kick to her face. She felt the wind of the kick on her right cheek as Prudence moved out of her reach, then sprung up and crossed her arms over her chest. Waiting. Ready to do whatever to counter the woman's moves and actions.

"Termites? That's the best ya can do?" Prudence's lips rose in to a smirk before she shook her head and took a step closer, just a half a step. She sighed and put a hand to her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yuh, and I fixed all your ******* cavities too while I was busy filing away. Are ya even listening to the can of crazy you're opening right now?"

When Cinnamon crossed her arms at her chest, Prudence snorted and shook her head. It was so her to do something like that. She wondered if they even mirrored each other at that second. "Duh! I was trying to tell ya that your life isn't normal any ******* more. It's abnormal. It's supernatural!" Prudence gave her three short nods. "Like I said, you're a vampire now. You'll see soon enough. Like when your *** can't go out in the sun and you are hungry for something and ya don't know what it is. That's blood. It'll make ya stronger and faster and the best ******* vampire ever if ya keep yourself drinking that stuff." Prudence slowly uncrossed her arms and looked at the woman. "Look, ya can run again, but you'll come back for me. When ya see that I'm right."

Prudence scratched at her cheek and thought long and hard about the question the woman, the Cinnamon woman asked her. Then she shrugged her shoulders a little bit before Prudence put her hand down at her side and balled it in to a fist. "Welp, you're mine. Ya can come work for me, bring in some business and I'll take care of ya. Set ya up with whatever ya need until you're good and can be on your own." Prudence was sure she could do that. She had in her mind what being a good sire was and it wasn't anything like she had experienced her whole vampire life.

"I mean I don't think your life is going to change much. Ya work at night, vampires are up at night. You'll be able to do things ya couldn't do before as a human, but I bet your customers won't complain much. You'll never get old, so ya are like in your prime forever! It's pretty cool and bad ***. Especially if you're like me, a Killer." Prudence nodded, clearly having a preference and an opinion on what vampire was the best type of vampire out there.

"Ya got talent and skill. Something I need at my bar." Prudence admitted, shifting on the balls of her feet with a sigh. "The point of you is to help me better at some things and the point of me is to help ya be better at some things. Like a working relationship. Just do what you're good at basically." Prudence stepped forward and offered her hand to the woman. "Ya can take it or leave it, but you're kind of stuck like this for right now and not a whole lot of people will give a rats *** what happens to ya from here on out. Trust me." Prudence looked down at her hand and then at Cinnamon before she talked again. "Partners?"