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She does not drain him but she does finish feeding. It is surprising to her how light the now dead man in her arms is. She looks to her Sire. He is over at a dumpster. He must be preparing it for the body. She gets a flash of what was probably her last human thought. It was the man burning in the dumpster. She sees the body as he throws it in the dumpster. The flames that had seemed to burn a bit to hot in her mind.

She pulls herself back out of her thoughts as she drags the man over to the dumpster next to her Sire. "You must do this a lot huh?" She lifts the man over onto the edge before pushing him over where the lighter fluid is. She wipes the blood from her mouth and straightens her jacket out. She turns to her Sire and takes a sharp inhale "So do we feed again?"

Toxic is the smell of the flammable liquid against the cardboard and plastic, it his his nose, and yet he knows that he doesn't have to breathe it in. The purpose for this seemingly human act is that his means of tracking is based off a mix of his powers and his sense of smell. The smell is more a mundane way of his tracking and he's doing it at the moment to make sure that no new scents, ones that humanoids carry (such as perfume, cologne, tobacco smoke). No such smell has come up yet but that doesn't mean that he should let his guard down and let himself or Renee fall prey to any hunters that may be lurking the city streets. Standing patiently he waits for her to finish feeding from the human and drop him or whatever it is that she will do with the limb lifeless form.

Renee finishes and he can see it, watching closely as it happens and then he meets eyes with her for a moment when she looks to him. His eyes give her a 'what are you waiting for' look but he doesn't say anything. Finally it hits her what he's doing at the dumpster. With the body in the dumpster and the flame started he closes it, making sure that the fire has enough cracks for air. There are, of course, two sliding doors on either side and the top never really shuts all the way. He know that the fire can kill him, hell if it gets out of hand it can kill her. It can render them both to ash, but it's one of the most effective ways that he knows of to get rid of a body.

Do this a lot? He has to ask himself what a lot would really mean and if he does it more than that. The answer to the question is, of course, yes, but he's not sure if he even moderates how often he kills and disposes of bodies. Finally he answers her with a quick nod. “Quite a bit, might as well get used to it, doubt this will be the last time that you will be burning bodies.” He gives her a twisted evil smirk. He goes back through her other question in his mind and he tilts his head to the side. “Are you still hungry?” He's sure she must be, even if she did drain the human. Given the amount that he had taken himself that would have left her with just under enough, he's sure. Then again some humans are more sickly and some are more healthy than others.

Not saying anything else he steps out of the alleyway, looking in either direction before fully stepping out. He looks back to her, standing at the edge of the sidewalk in wait. A hand combs through his hair, Scuttles the millipede makes it's way from his ear to his nose and he blinks a bit. Scanning around again, he makes sure that no one saw that happen other than perhaps Renee. She's going to see it eventually right?

She starts to move towards him at the end of the ally way. She guessed she would have to get use to this if she wished to live very long in this new world she was dragged into. As she gets closer to him she sees something move. She looks closer and sees that its a bug that has come from some where and it goes back into him.

She quickens her steps to him and in a hushed voice she says "Holy ****! Do you know a bug just went inside of you?"

Drinking blood is one thing. Killing someone is another. But bugs going in your skin is just a little too much for her to handle.

She looks around to see if there are any other people around. She then looks her Sire up and down to see if there are any more creepy crawlies on him. She can not believe that there is any chance that he did not feel that. How could he not of felt that. She can not help convolve a bit as she now feels like there are bugs crawling all over her and she quickly runs her hands through her hair to make sure there are none in her hair.

From behind him there seems to be a bit of worry in the way she moves toward him. Her steps are picked up in speed and her voice comes out in an almost raised whisper. She moves and speaks as if something urgent has happened. When her words finally come out he gives her a bit of a look, kind of irritated that she's not running and alerting him of something following them or something of that sort. Of course he knows that he has bugs in his body, it's been there since his turning, well it started small. Since then the infestation has only gotten larger and larger. He looks to the woman at his side and then takes a breath, “Yes, I am riddled with parasites, the worst of which lay quiet in my skin never seen by the outside unless I am wounded.” He shrugs his shoulders a little and then glances her over. That look of irritation is going away, but he's sure that for anyone seeing bugs come out of another person is just weird. At least Catherine doesn't have any issues with it. It seems like she continues to look at him for a few more moments after he answers her until finally she runs her fingers through her own hair.

Now that she has learned how to feed and do it properly he is curious if she has any more questions. He looks over to her and tilts his head to the side. “Is there anything else you would like to know about our kind. I believe I've already told you the laws and things of that nature.” If he hasn't he would be sure to, maybe he's just getting ahead of himself. He eyes the woman as he starts to take point, leading her down the the streets of the district. His two black eyes scan around looking for someone to be another prey for his childe. This time he would expect her to take the full charge and take the life of an innocent man or woman. This is just how he lives, taking lives because if he leaves a human alive it will be able to identify him. His fingers move into his pockets, the millipede in his head squirming around in his nasal cavities. His head turns around to look at her over his shoulder waiting for questions or thoughts that she may have.

He enplanes that the bugs have been there and she wonders how he could deal with this. She also can not help but wonder if she too will soon have bugs crawling under her skin. She quickly stops this thought from entering her head any further before she gets sick. That's the last thing she needs right now because she is still hungry and she does not want to be out 'hunting' all night on her first night out. She would like to know more about what she will be dealing with.

As he takes off walking she fallows closely. She does not want to get left behind here. Though she has lived in the city for a few years, she still did not know any place other then her home and her work. Crap... her home...She had been living with a room mate she was very sure that they would notice her no longer being alive. She would need to find a new place to live. But that would be something to deal with later. For now she needed more food.

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<Axel Rosen> The woman behind him is quiet as they move along the street almost as if the bugs in his skin, and his explanation are normal. Then again it could be shock that not only are there vampires but she could be infested with parasites like he is. It could be a problem, sure but nothing that one doesn’t get used to. Those pair of blue eyes look around the streets, crossing from one side to the other as he tries to find her another target. This time he’s hoping that she will take it down on her own. The two pale hands move down into his pockets as he fumbles with a sheathed knife that is nested there. It is the same one that he had used recently to stab her in the heart. His head turns back to eye her and make sure that she is still following him as he moves. “Any more questions?” They are hardly done talking about the rules of being a vampire, but he’s sure that he can inform her of the rest at a later time, after she makes her own kill.

<Renee> She follows him as he walks. She is trying not to think any more about bugs though it is difficult. She wishes she knew more about what is going to happen to her now that she is a vampire. She wonders if she will have monstrous jaws like him one day or the bugs. She hopes now but she will find out someday she supposes. He ask if she has any more questions for him. She has tons just no clue where on earth to start. He had mentioned there were laws. “If there are laws that we are to follow, then are there people who enforce them?” She plays with the sleeve of her jacket as they walk.

<Axel Rosen> From behind him, he hears her question and he has to think of the best way to answer it. He cannot use the same cryptic method of answering things that his sire had. The male had given him everything in form of a note. Sure he still has the notes on him, but without context the notes would mean nothing to the woman behind him. It’s like reading one half of a conversation. He knows who enforces the laws of their kind. Moving into a building, ruined and wrecked. The place is mostly abandoned save for a few bums. Once the door is shut behind him, he notices that the men here are all homeless men and women. No one would believe what they had to say about this. “The group that enforces the laws of vampire kind are called Tytonidae. Jesse”, he pauses for a moment, “the man that turned me”, he starts to walk again. “He is a member. I am an initiate at the moment.” He waits to see if she has anything more to ask about that.

<Renee> She follows him into the building and as he talks she leans in closer. His sires name is Jesse. She wonders if he also has anything wrong with him like Axel does. He mentions Tytonidae. It’s a strange name. “So its like father like son huh? And what does Ty…” she tries to remember how to pronounce the groups name “Tytonidae? What does that mean?”

<Axel Rosen> The whole like father like son comment just sort of rubs him the wrong the way. He’s so sure that it would do the same for Jesse if he had heard it. This, that statement, cannot be allowed to happen again. So instead of continuing his movement he stops mid step. “He is not my father. I am not your father.” His eyes glare at her a little, trying to establish the point. “I am your sire. He is my sire.” He moves to the side so that she can see the target that he’s sending her toward. “Commit that word to memory, if you could. Sire. Not father.” He eyes her a little then takes a breath. “Tytonidae is a group that punishes those that do not follow our laws and bring danger to our kind.” He pauses for a moment. “Tie-ton-i-day”, he pronounces it for her. “It literally means a family of owls. Birds of Prey.” Finally when he stops speaking he points to the human in the corner.

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<Renee> “Got it. Sire. I’m sorry.” She hangs her head down for a moment. She looks then looks up to the human he points to. She thinks of how to go through this. She has never killed anyone before. He fought the person though it looked very easy for him. She wonders how she is going to do this. She starts to make her way towards them.

<Axel Rosen> Instead of moving forward with her, he just moves away and leans against a near by wall. This is the only human in this room. This is good, because it means that the two of them will not be interrupted as she is taking care of her prey. He watches the hallway of the room. The human before her is starting to become aware of her. He can hear the creature start and beg. The human doesn’t want to die or anything bad to befall it. Even if it’s not killed, it knows that it could easily bleed out before making it too the hospital. Nothing is coming from Axel’s way.

<Renee> She makes her way closer to the human. It’s a woman. She appears to be in her late forties maybe closer to fifties. Renee wishes there was some way to ease the woman before she kills her but she don’t even know how to do that. As she walks up to the woman she looks her in the eyes. The woman’s shaking seems to stop and she seems to calm. Renee is unsure what has happened. Maybe its one of those powers that vampires can get. Renee lifts her hand up to the woman’s face and strokes her cheek. She whispers to the woman “I’m sorry.” She brings her other hand up to her head and quickly snaps her neck. Renee opens her mouth and brings her fangs out as she sinks them into the now dead woman’s neck.

<Axel Rosen> The sound of bones breaking, while quiet, can still be heard in this quiet little room. He doesn’t mention anything about her apologizing to the human. She would eventually have to get over that because there is no other way, that he knows of when it comes to feeding. He shrugs his shoulders and then turns back to face her. “Don’t take too long feeding. You don’t want to be in one place too long while feeding.” He states before turning back toward the door. He’ll wait til she’s done to take her back to the apartment where he’ll be giving her keys to stay. Her new home to live until she gets her own haven.

<Renee> She finishes feeding quickly and drops the body onto the floor. She turns back to him “What should we do with the body?” She wonders if they will do the dumpster thing again or if there is another way to dispose of a body. This would be the second time in her life that she would do this. She was sure it wasn’t going to be the last.

<Axel Rosen> The male moves forward as she asks what the two of them are going to do with the body. His fangs come down, all thirty two as he looks to the woman that just committed act of murder. “Feel free to turn around.” His voice is kind of slurred and almost incoherent as his fangs are down. Kneeling down he bites into the flesh of the woman. He tears out huge chunks, pocketing them for the river later. He does this a few more times. Once he’s done it looks like the human has been attacked by an anima. A toothy grin comes over his face. “That is what we do.”

<Renee> Renee sees him start to bite into the human. She looks away at first but after a moment she cannot help but turn around and watch as he does this. It is strange that she is not as sicked at the sight as she thought she would have been. This slightly alarmed her but she will worry about that later. “Does that hurt when your teeth do that?”

Pulling back from the woman. She looks horrible, covered in maw-like bite attacks. His eyes look to the woman behind him that has just asked him about his fangs. Of course that’s what she’s talking about whens he asks about what his teeth do. Does it hurt. Should he be cliche and quote the X-men movie and say, ’Everytime’. No, because that would be a lie. Not that lying is always bad, just that it’s not a good idea at the moment. She needs to know as much as he can muster from the little knowledge that he has. His mouth opens and the fangs go back to being normal teeth. “No. Actually. I hardly feel a thing. Unless I bite my tongue. Which I’ve only done once.” He shrugs his shoulders and kicks the woman on the ground before him. The gore of her body spills what blood is left. Walking back toward Renee, he wipes his mouth of the blood that he had gotten on his face and lips and grins at her. Making his way back to the door. He turns his attention to her. He’s not sure if she needs more blood or not.

His attention turns to the door of the abandoned building. He knows that the two of them shouldn’t hunt in the same place more than once in a night. Not to mention in a building where that woman was effectively (rather skillfully) torn into and devoured. The maggot infested hand is rested on top of the door knob and he starts to turn it. The tarnished brass goes counter clockwise and the wind starts to pour in. As the door opens out into the sky that is blanketed over by thin wisps of cloud. The background of which is like a blanket of diamonds with the majority of them stolen by light pollution. “Still need more blood?” He asks her, unsure of how much she needs. He can’t remember having to go through this many when he was first turned. He just knows that the initial hunger was almost completely unbearable. Stepping outside, he brushes off the dust of the ruined building from his leather jacket. He moves to the side so that there is room for her to vacate the building. If she asks if he’s going to leave the woman there. The answer would be ‘of course’.

Before she can step back he goes over the things that he may or may not have told her yet. He’s told her about Tytonidae, the masquerade, Jesse, a bit about himself. He should probably tell her that he won’t be there when she rises the evening after this one. That curse that he got when he was turned that pretty much teleports him clear across the city when the sunsets for the evening. He just wakes up in that chair. The leather one where he was killed and saved in one moment by Jesse. He can’t think of anything that he missed. Then again he may be wrong. He just sort of gives her a blank stare. It’s like he’s trying to read her mind for what he has or hasn’t told her so that he can get her on the right course.

She looks at the dead body in front of her. Amazing that only moments ago it was alive, but then again moments ago she too was alive. She at least was still around and not a torn mess on the floor before her. It frightened her how easy it was for her to kill the woman but she was not about to tell that to Axel. She supposed she should get use to it because the bodies where going to start adding up. She wonders if before long if the sight and thought would still bother her like it does right now in the run down building she was in.

He says he does not feel them when they come out but she has no way of knowing if he is being truthful with her or not. She just has to take his word for it and hope that it does not happen to her and if it does that he is telling the truth. "When you were first turned did they show up right away or did that come later?" It was a valid question if only so she had something to look out for.

He ask if she needs more blood. She is unsure. "I do not think so." She walks over to him as he is at the door. As she is walking it hits her. What is she going to do about a place to live. She had been living with a room mate who, though she almost never saw, would notice if she suddenly stopped eating and stopped going outside during the day. "Axel...I'll need to find a new place to live...and soon."

The next question she asks is if the fangs, the whole rows of teeth showed up as he was turned or if they developed later, and he will be honest with her again. It’s better to build a relationship on trust rather than on lies when dealing with someone you may be spending the rest of eternity at least someone connected to. So he has to think about this for a moment. “At first my fangs would only extend at my canines”, as he says this he points to the teeth that he is speaking of so that she knows incase she’s not sure on the positioning of teeth and their names. “But over time it became more and more of them. There are not many vampires that I know that have this ability, it’s not very prominent I think.” He shrugs his shoulders as he starts to move toward the apartment building with her. He needs to bring the night to an end as soon the sun would be up. The streets are cooler than the building, probably because of the amount of fires going on in the building. It doesn’t bother him, he doesn’t really feel it. It’s just a breeze against his skin.

The ‘I don’t think so’, he’s sure is in reply to his own question about her needing any more blood this evening and he’s rather glad, because it means that the two of them can make their way toward the Veil towers apartment that he had bought before his turning. He has no idea if or if no his paladin ex-girlfriend is still hiding out there or not. He’s not entirely sure and if she is, he’ll attack her purely for the reason that she would be an endangerment of his own childe’s life, not his own. He’s not even remotely afraid of the creature that he used to date as a human. Finally she makes a statement about a new place to live and he chuckles a little bit. “You have a place to live. I’m taking you to my apartment now. It has a bed, couch, computer, everything you could need.” He smiles at her almost as if in bewilderment that she thinks he doesn’t have a plan.