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Cristiana realizes suddenly that they are ravenously hungry.

All of a sudden he found himself in an alley and a moment later she appeared before him. Well...he knew what was gonna happen, sort of, but the sudden change was still a bit shocking. She asked if he was alright and he had to pause for a moment, "Yup, just, didn't quite realize how sudden that would be. Heh, bit of a shocker." he admitted lightheartedly. It was...a very strange sensation, not sure if that was negative or not. But it was over, and that was simply how it was. She mentioned offering him a drink which he was actually able to consume and he lifted his eyes, "Thank you, please. Certainly would help...not sure with what but I feel like it'd help with something." he added gratefully. He at least was still willing to be grateful for how much she was doing for him so far, even with what had happened. Don't dwell, just move forwards.

Yet again violence came about, a shot from someone who materialized with them who he only had the wits about to notice after the damage had been done. He stepped back and started to reach for his gun, but not before Cristiana had ripped his chest open. He took in another breath, good grief. It was...not as bad is it might have been, but still. He took a breath from the cigarette trying to calm himself, well, that wasn't so useless. Didn't quite have the effects he would have hoped but it was something. He turned his face back as she started investigating the dying man and narrowed his eyes at him. Killing, that was something he'd never done unless he had to. But people like this did it without hesitation. Even now the man tried to raise a gun to fire. Was there nothing but the killl in their minds? He was stopped by her quickly of course, but still, truly these people were deranged.

He frowned as she looked back and shook his head running a hand through his hair, "These people...are mad." an obvious conclusion, but still, one that just had to keep dawning on him every five seconds. He wasn't completely disoriented this time, but still, it made him tense up with how much had to be done. He was going to have to work to get used to that.

She left him a note and some cash and Glade furrowed his brow, he looked at the body a moment longer before nodding as she asked if he'd come inside and followed along. However, as he did, he said somewhat quietly so no one else would hear, just in case, "Why'd you leave him that after he shot you, and...speaking of which, I assume you're fine?" the first question was asked with very clear confusion. Why on earth would anyone give someone something after they did such as thing? He could understand the not killing part, that was just human...or well, that could be just emotion or something. But actually giving them something? Just didn't seem right. The second part of his question was more of said with uncertainty then asked, she didn't seem to have paid much attention to the wound, as if it was no big deal. Perhaps that's just how it was for her? She had just gone beyond the level of needing to care about injuries like that. Still, it was indeed a question.

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Cristiana is suddenly struck with an almost overwhelming sense of confusion, which leaves them disoriented.

He noticed his hunger getting worse and worse, that was fast, usually was much more gradual. Not a ton to do about it they were close to drinking right? She hadn't answered his question, but, oh well, she probably was fine. They just needed blood, they'd heal from anything in time right? So it was just blood they needed.

Glade smiled at the worker, boy they seemed happy, what in the world was up with that? Was that Cristiana's powers? Or, were they just really friendly? Hard to tell, maybe they were just paid really well. Or new, sometimes new people had that tendency to be always excited about working for awhile. He glanced at Cristiana and back before doing a double take, she was looking at the workers veins. He was tempted to really do the same, especially now that he was really made aware of it. He ran a hand across his forehead trying to calm himself down, they were fine, they were fine. Just needed to feed and it'd all be alright.

She directed him down a hall and he hesitated as she went in a different direction, he paused for a moment but ultimately started walking, somewhat swiftly, down the hall. He was goal oriented right now, until he could get a good feed and just somewhere to calm down. Today had been way too wacky of a day. As they got in the office he very gladly took one as quickly as possible and sat down as his fangs grew and he went straight into it,

"Oh thank you," he said sighing as he looked at the bag practically emptied already by now, he shook his head violently trying to get thoughts to work properly, "That is...so much better." he said aloud, things were running through his mind again. Were things going to be easier now that he knew his sire? Was it best to be in good contact with ones family? Well, she had offered him a job so that was a good move to have taken.

Glade didn't care about how ladylike or unladylike it might have looked when Cristiana poured the blood, he was too busy thinking about how nice it was too not be out and about hungry and hurt and in danger. He furrowed his brow as he saw he saw her getting clothes ready he took a look at his own, oh, yeah that probably didn't look too great. It wasn't like he could just walk out in this. Well, technically speaking he could but that didn't seem like the most splendid of ideas. He lifted his head up again as she put clothes for him on the desk and gestured to use the closet, he smiled quickly and nodded, "Ah, thank you very much." he said gratefully getting up and taking the clothes to get into the closet and change. Well, what was there that wasn't covered in blood? Well, there was the advantage of how fast that seemed to vanish. Sure it'd hang in the air for a moment, and was incredibly obviously not of a human, but it also went away within moments so it wasn't like it could stain the clothes. But, there were still plenty of holes and they weren't exactly the cleanest of clothes after all that nonsense so he went to change it all as quickly as he could, moving over any of his belongings from one to another and simply folding the others in spite of the fact he knew he was gonna just at least throw the shirt away, he could see cuts in other bits of clothing but he wasn't sure yet if he'd use them or not.

He looked at the clothes that he had been wearing which he now was just holding in his arms as he came back out in the much less suspicious clothing with a grateful nod as she was talking. Scenarios she said, listing them as she went along. Well she wouldn't be the only one of course who ran through them but still, clarifying it as being a way of thinking more then just a momentary thing was something a little more. He bobbed his head side to side in thought as she finished explaining why she had let the man live. Perhaps she was just too busy at the time, to hungry, to explain earlier. It did make sense now, that was not a move of mercy like he might have thought initially, but a strategic one. Much more interesting of a situation.

However then the topic changed, to his turning. She wasn't sorry, she didn't seem to treat it as any sort of bad decision, it's just how it went. She went back to the mentions of toughness, this time comparing him to some kind of blood gem. Made him think of a diamond in the rough. He ran a hand over his beard in thought as she explained, not really sure still how he was gonna react to this. He was feeling a little less irritated by it. But still, even she admitted reasonably he should hate her. However, at the same time, he did somewhat enjoy the compliments of strength, of endurance, that he was getting. He still saw vampirism as a gift to him, it just came about in a way he hadn't quite liked. She mentioned treachery, heh, that was one he'd take care to avoid. While he was definitely the type to have tried to manipulate her for convenience, he wanted to be very careful in this world and, whether or not she'd done it with good intentions, she had given him a gift. Eventually she asked what he learned and he started thinking of the answer as she started talking again without waiting for it.

This was a great deal to work with, a great deal of information, of emotion, of experience, of knowledge. In his opinion, he could do more as a vampire then as a human. The only real disadvantage was that he couldn't go out in the sun or stay awake during the day. Which were certainly very dangerous weaknesses but at the same time in the night vampires ruled.

He stroked his beard for a few more moments in thought, leaning against a wall and putting the clothes on the ground until he decided what to do with them,
"I'm sure you've heard it plenty, but most people would probably say you're a good bit messed up, psychologically speaking, or morally speaking, take your pick." he said simply shaking his head for a moment, "But, so is Harper Rock. So it's not like I can really completely blame you for almost anything. And, one way or another, I'll admit, becoming a vampire may have it's downsides but it's also shown me just how far I can go with things I could never have done when I was but human."

He flipped the cigarette in his fingers in thought, which had gone out after awhile, now just being used to fidget with, "Maybe I can grow to the point you're at now, maybe not. Maybe I'll end up stagnant for whatever reason. I intend to get stronger, in every way I can. But, there are still a lot of things I know I can't do, and things I don't know. I'd certainly appreciate the help along the way." Glade took a pause tapping his fingers on his leg as he dropped his hands a bit, "I'm fine with mostly going on as if you...hadn't thrown me out a window. I'll get over it, it gave me something I'd probably never have had otherwise. Or, I guess, rather going on as if it wasn't quite as big of a deal as it was. But, I just want to be sure, what are the rules? I've only just begun, I know that there are things to avoid which are kind of just intuitive. But I want to be sure I know how to follow the community at least relatively. I'd like to not get on everyones bad side on accident."

He was sure he'd get over the whole thrown out the window part, already things had deescalated a great deal. However, he realized now that he had really finally started interacting with other vampires, it would be necessary to know at least some things about them. Cristiana seemed...at least to be a positive side of things, now that he was a vampire and her childr. But that was one of a multitude he could say were, in a sense, on his side. "There are plenty of things I can do on my own I know, I could probably survive and grow, it'd be very difficult. But help would absolutely make things much easier. I may not be the most humble person around, can probably be a bit stubborn, but I can appreciate what I'm given."

Well that first rule was a relatively easy rule to follow. He had no intention of killing anyone unless he had to anyway and killing a cop seemed like a horrible idea. The second comment was...at least easy to get away with, he was rarely blatantly rude and even when he was it was not to people who could really cause him trouble and almost never to the point of any fighting breaking out.

Yeah vampires were kind of...known at this point it was just a matter of who was or wasn't one. Not going to the woods because of fae, he nodded on that one. Yeah it was for safety apparently, so not so much a rule as a guideline, but it was something that he knew was probably best to follow. As for siring, he'd keep those in mind as well. He didn't know if it was something he'd do or not. But time would tell. Fae apparently could be friends she said but he was not willing to test out that theory at present. Then she mentioned the SR and he frowned, "Uh, can you clarify on what the SR is maybe? To be fair I haven't actually spoken with a ton of other vampires yet." he admitted.

She asked about him, and also asked if he needed a key, and mentioned it would have been good for him to meet some of her others. He raised an eyebrow at the mention of throwing one of them off a bridge, "Gee I wonder why." he said sarcastically, although it was said somewhat lightheartedly still rather then an attempted insult of some kind.

This woman had quite a few childer didn't she? He tapped his fingers against his leg as he saw her mention Quoth and turn away. Sadness perhaps? Regret? Anger? He leaned towards one of the former but one could never know. She went onto others and decided not to investigate anything on this Quoth individual, at least not right now.

"Ah well perhaps I'll get the chance to meet them at some point." Glade commented smiling for a moment, then deciding to respond to the other things she'd said. "As for me though, yeah I don't have an apartment just yet. I hadn't managed to make quite enough money to really work towards one. And then, hobbies and whatnot. Hm, strange as it sounds, I actually rather enjoy video games which perhaps sounds childish but I've enjoyed them so whatever. I like making things with my hands, just a bit of crafting. I have rather enjoyed messing around with the powers I have."

He took another moment to think, "And rituals. I know that's a bit more dangerous, but I'm sure they'll be useful once I get going with them." it was hard to think what exactly was entertaining, there were plenty of things that were fun to do but he just didn't actively choose every one of them.