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--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

This RP takes place on Friday 30th May 2014.

Deanna: Dea was annoyed that she’d taken so long to build her strength up. Sure if she wanted to go around stealing anima it would be easy but she preferred not to. She ;d asked Keara to let her know if and when her path crossed Ric’s and it seemed, that tonight luck was on her side…Not that she had many places to go check for him if she really wanted to track him down. Heading to the catacombs, she swiftly made her way through the tunnels and made sure she approached him while visible. “Hey Ric. You up for trying that experiment?”

Roderic: Someone was talking to me. I looked around, left, right, left and then right again before it registered with me who it was. That female wraith. The one that was on about possessing women for whatever reason. I didn't answer her at first, not until I ripped off the bone of the large monster that roamed these parts. "Sure. Got a target picked out, or we just going to wing it?" I didn't really like the idea of winging something, too many variables that couldn't be controlled, but sometimes you had no choice.

Deanna: “I was kinda hoping you’d have someone in mind. I mean it’s not really gotta be an issue…I don’t think. I mean I could probably do this alone. I just thought that maybe it would help to have someone there in case it like…went wrong or something. My boyfriend. Or ex-boyfriend. Or whatever he is now. He’s kinda opposed to violence and stuff so I’m not sure this is a great idea but you seem like the sort that would enjoy this kinda thing. Was I wrong?” She wasn’t really aware of the fact that she was babbling but she was, it had been a rather stressful night all things considered. All of which just made her more determined to do what she was doing.

Roderic: "Wrong about which part?" I ask her before putting my broadsword away in the sheathe behind my back. "Violence or the experiment?" I was up for either, but I was wondering why or how she seemed to know so much about me.

Deanna: “Both I guess,” she shrugged though it probably didn’t show much. “Never hurts to have someone around to witness what’s going on…clean up if needs be. I’d ask my sister but I’m not sure she’d want me doing this. I mean I told her I might do it, but she doesn’t know I’ve been building my energy for this.”

Roderic: "I wouldn't have told her you might do it. In case something does happen." I shrugged my shoulders, then nod my head. "I've got some ideas on who you can try this one." I say after giving it some thought. "Let's get out of here." I look at where I think she is, then head to the sewers entrance. "Are you sure you don't care who she is? I hang around a rough crowd sometimes." I forwarn her before standing at the train stop.

Deanna: “I don’t much care who it is. I mean it would probably be better if we can get a willing person to play host but I don’t think that matters too much. It’s not like I plan on making the body commit suicide or anything.” She followed after him ready to go invisible again once they reached the surface as she didn’t want to be seen by the local populace.

Roderic: "I don't think anyone is going to want be possessed. Not that I'm going to ask her. Are you?" I look back at where she is and shake my head. She didn't even sure she knew what to do or if she could even do it. "You're not doing this for your ex-boyfriend are you?" I look back at the sewers around us to make sure we're going the right way. "So we'll need to catch the train to Coastside. I've got a few girls in mind."

Deanna: “Oh I’ve got no intention of killing the person… But Keara hates leaving evidence of vampires and stuff… So I have no idea what to do if the person like freaks and stuff. You didn’t seem that keen on me back when you were human if you remember. And well…Kinda I am. I mean I’m not sure what he is to me now. He’s said he won’t date anyone while he’s trying to get over my age but… I dunno…seems odd to me… right?”

Roderic: Yeah. She was going in on this for all the wrong reasons, but who cared? She might not want to kill someone, but the cold hard fact was, I did. And no way was I going to let her possess some woman at a club that I go to and let the woman live. I would be caught that way. I wasn't ready for my experiments to end yet. So she was going to die. Whoever she was. "I don't know. Do I look like I know a lot about boyfriends?" I say before I head over to the train station.

Deanna: “Do you know much about girlfriends?” she asked, keeping the conversation going. She was aware that he probably looked like a lunatic talking to himself now but there weren’t all that many people around.

Roderic: "Do I look like it?" I ask before grabbing one of those crappy freebie newspapers in some plastic newsstand on every few corners and act like I'm reading it. "No. I don't date. There's nothing wrong with that. Just not interested in it." I fold the paper in half as the train appears, grab out some money for the ticket, progress to get the ticket and hop on the train.

Deanna: “But like… if you did date… I mean yeah you probably wouldn’t date a wraith or anything but like…if you could get past that…would you then be freaked out by the fact that wraith was turned when she was like 17?” She kept her voice down and stayed close to Ric so that he’d hear her.

Roderic: "17?" I look around and shake my head. I don't want to hear about this crap, but I definitely wouldn't ever be in that situation. "Yeah. That's jail bait. I'm not going to jail. Ever. Especially not over a piece of ***." I sit back in the plastic seat of the train. "If I ever wind up in jail, it won't be because I couldn't keep my dick out of a kid."

Deanna: “But that’s the point. I’m not a kid. I was turned at 17 and then I was a vampire for 12 years. I was born in frickin’ 1786. I’m older than almost every vampire in this god damned city.” She sighed. “And I’m a wraith… It’s not like anyone’s putting anything in me anytime soon… Get it? Why are people in this era so closed minded?” This was like talking with Robert all over again, only Ric was much more crude in the way he phrased things.

Roderic: "It's the law." I shrug. I'm not going to go in to details about why I don't want to go to jail. Who would want to go to jail? No one who had a lot to lose. Like me. "I don't know or care about what the law was back in 17-whatever. Right now? It's illegal to **** someone that young at my age." I look around in her direction. "Why do you care? Since you're a wraith?"

Deanna: Deanna signed realising this this was going to be pointless and that she was likely to get her heart broken, as apparently all men in this century felt the same way. “So if you met a girl. A vampire. And she’d like been turned when she was 17 and then been a vampire for like a few more years…You wouldn’t like…you know…”

Roderic: "You're talking in hypotheticals. Hypotheticals that are almost non-existent. I don't date, so the chances of meeting a vampire, 17 or older that I want to date is next to none. If she's a vampire, then it's not against the law. So there's that to take in to account. You didn't say that at the beginning. And the chance of ******* her or anyone in any form that would be appealing sexually is also a non-existent variable in this equation you're trying to solve." I get up when the district of Cherrydale comes in to view. "Come on." I make my way to the centre of the train and grab a metal pole, as if I need it to steady my stance.

Deanna: Dea laughed and followed Ric. He was an odd duck to be sure. “Yeah well. It’s even more of a non-point when the 17 year old vampire is now a wraith and therefor incapable of such things. I mean it’s not like he can touch my actual body…Right? And you’re a bit of a weirdo aren’t ya? Most people like sex you know… from what I’ve heard.”

Roderic: "That's because they're ruled by their emotions and the **** that goes on in their brain with the chemicals that get released." I get off the train, then look around. I'm not sure which 'club' I'll pick tonight, but I know it won't be Silks. Strix is still working there. "Clouds your mind and judgement. And there's really only one reason to have sex. To have kids. I can't have them anymore, not that I wanted them anyways. So it's sort of pointless for our kind to have sex in a romantic capability. At least I think so." I finally figure it out and point to the end of the block. "Come on." I point to a large neon sign that read 'Full Moon Saloon.' "That's where we'll find her."

Deanna: “I think it’s more than that. It’s like a comfort thing too. And expression of your feelings. It’s how you physically show someone you care about them.” She followed closely behind him. “And you can create creatures if you have sex as one of our kind. So I guess that should rule it out too. I mean there used to be a law against it in my day.”

Roderic: "Sounds clingy." I say as I head to the club. I never stepped in it, just kept it in the back of my mind and on a list at my apartment. "Rule against having sex? It's not my thing, but I don't think it's anyone's business. I don't care if you have sex or who is having sex. Seems as stupid as having sex." I get out my license for the guy at the door, proving I'm the legal age, get a nod of approval and head in. There are girl's working the stage in all sorts of get-ups. I don't really pay any one of them any attention, in my mind she gets to pick which girl it will be.

Deanna: “You’re kinda cute you know. You’d have no trouble getting a girl if you wanted one. I mean yeah. You might have to tone down the weirdness a bit but you’re intelligent and talented and stuff.” She was half winding him up now since he’d said he wasn’t interested in dating and women in general and yet everything she said was truthful. “So…which woman did you have in mind?”

Roderic: "Why would I want a girl? There are tons here. That I can leave here." I say to her before I take a seat on a cushioned couch, more or less. I look around and then in her direction. "Well, if it works, what kind of person do you want to be in? I'm not sure it will work and if it does, how you can get out of her. So if you're going to be stuck, don't you want to be stuck in someone you'll be happy being stuck in?"

Deanna: “I doubt I’ll get stuck but I guess that’s a good thing to consider. Hmm… So… Erm…” Deanna began looking around at the people around them. “I dunno really. A brunette I guess. Some that isn’t bad looking? You’re still likely to be a better judge on that than me. And just backtracking a bit… You do know some girls like a challenge right… So all your “I don’t like women” talk is bound to lure a woman in someday.”

Roderic: "You think so? Hope they don't whine over missing a few appendages on a consistent basis." I shrug, not really caring. A woman can't really try and touch me if she's missing her arms, right? I look around the club and pin point all the brunettes in the place. There are a few. I narrow it down to those that have decent qualities about them. Toned calves, little arm fat and a decent core. So that left us with five potentials. I point them all out. "The one in the pink g-string, the one dressed like a doll of some kind, the cowgirl on stage, the one in a purple two piece and another in a bright, neon blue number." I say as I point to each one.

Deanna: Dea follows his view as best she can. “Yeah I really think so. And if she’s a vampire…I don’t think she’ll mind a few missing limbs. Foreplay and all that. Just makes you a greater prize. Never understood it myself but some women are into pain.” She knew a little too much of her sister’s love life and so knew this to be true, though she wasn’t about to drop Keara in it by naming her as exhibit A. “I like the one in the neon. She looks cute.”

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Roderic: I look back to the woman who was in the neon get up and shrug my shoulders. She was adequate. I don't comment on the idea of a woman liking missing limbs. It probably was true. Someone out there might not mind that. I'm hopeful I'll never find out and that one missing limb will chase any women away that might try and get some idea in their head. "Alright." I nod my head before I pull out a few colorful bills from the wallet I pulled from my jean pocket. "When she comes here, we'll try and get a private room. Then we can be alone with her for you to do what you need to do."

Deanna: “Ooohhh. So that’s why you chose this place.” His plan suddenly sunk in and she had to say as far as plans went it wasn’t half bad, though she feared that if things did go wrong and that if Ric did try to clean things up that he might end up as the prime suspect. She started looking around for camera’s and to see if anyone was paying Ric any close attention.

Roderic: "Oh yeah." That was one small aspect of the plan. We could have found anyone on the streets and dragged her to some secluded place. I just figured two birds with one stone. A blond came my way when she spotted the cash and I shake my head. "Looking for something a little darker. Sorry." I point to the girl the wraith wanted, the other girl looking in the direction then nodding her head. "I'll tell Candice you're waiting to give her the time of her life." She rolled her eyes and huffed off, whispered something to Candice and was off to work a different guy on the other side of the room. Candice came over with a sultry smile. "Hey baby. I heard you were looking for me. What can I do for you?" She sat in my lap as she asked that question and waited to hear what I wanted. "I was thinking we could take it to the back room." I pull out a few more bills to let her know I mean business. She looks them over and nods her head. "Sure. Whatever you want, sweetheart." I can't wait until she's off me. I think of all the clothing, hair and skin fibres that have to be on my pants and shirt by now.

Deanna: Dea watched the woman paw at Ric, finding the whole thing hysterically funny, only she has to stifle the laughter what with trying not to be seen or heard. IN a way she kind of felt sorry for the guy as she already knew he wasn’t the sort that welcomed this kind of attention. Once the woman took the bait she followed, besides the blonde that he’d rejected, no-one else seemed to be paying them any attention. “I think you annoyed the blonde,” she whispered as they walked.

Roderic: Candice gets off my lap, grabs an arm and leads me to a back room. If things went bad, I would have to think how to get any possible skin follicles off her in a quick span of time. I hear what the wraith has to say, but I'm not here to make friends, so I shrug. The back room she takes us to typical, I guess. A couch, a pole and four walls with some crappy door that can be locked. "So what are we talking about? What do you like?" She purrs at me as both her hands land on each one of my knees, the woman trying to give me a view of the goods. "Just dance for now." I shrug and put the cash down on the couch cushions next to me.

Deanna: “You wanna watch for a bit before I like...try?” she asked teasing him again. The woman was quick to start working the poll and while she waited for some sign that he was happy for her to do what she wanted already, she made a quick check of the room for camera’s again.

Roderic: I shake my head to the question the wraith asked me. Why would I want to watch? I already know what I know. The woman would do and say anything for the result she wanted. She comes at me and I put a bill in the side of her bottom number, which makes her want to give me a lap dance. Typical, but she would be in one spot for a while, hoping to get more cash off me. That would hopefully give the wraith time to do what she needed to do.

Deanna: She wanted to ask about camera’s see if Ric even worried about stuff like that but he didn’t seem to worried before they came in her so she shrugged it off for the moment as the woman seemed to be making herself available to him. She had to steel herself for this bit as just watching the woman had her cheeks burning and if she managed to possess the creature she’d be the one with *** in Ric’s face. A quite giggle escaped her and with that she made her move, trying to “bond” with the female.

Roderic: Part of me hoped this worked. The other part didn't really give a damn. She could be added to my current 'collection.' I didn't move to grab her or move to do anything to instigate the idea that I wanted more from the woman than what she was already offering me. "Don't you like this, baby?" She turned her neck to look at me as she asked that. "What? Oh yeah. It's not bad. I was just waiting to get to the good part." I hope that sounded like I was still interested in her.

Deanna: At first she reached out her hand but just found that she pushed through the woman. Then she tried to stand almost where the woman was, but that didn’t work, she just seemed to give the female a case of the shivers. Finally she closed her eyes and tried to will herself into the woman’s body…No matter what she tried, nothing seemed to work. With a sigh she whispered to Ric. “I can’t do it. It’s not working.”

Roderic: "Try harder." I say, not really caring what the woman thought of me talking about nothing of relevance to what she was doing. She did stop and look at me before she pressed herself against me with a little more force. "How's that?" She asked quietly, hoping to get a rise out of me I guess. "I like the pole better. Show me what you can do with that." I point to the pole and she gives me a look that I'm used to. The, he's weird look. Possibly even a freak, before she gets off my lap and heads to the pole. "Sure, whatever you want." I hope this gives the wraith more time to do what she needs to do. Maybe she just has nerves. It's her first shot at this. I remember my first killing. It hadn't gone down at I thought it would have.

Deanna: Deanna is left temporarily frozen when Ric tells her to try harder as she’d tried her best, at least she thought she did. She began to wonder if perhaps she needed a more malleable subject to possess or if her current state of mind had anything to do with the lack of success she was having. It could be both she surmised having tried the whole routine once again on the woman, once more being entirely unsuccessful. “It’s not working,” she told him again. She’d been hoping for anything, even a small reaction from the woman but the clueless creature didn’t even seem to know she was there. “I’m sorry I wasted your time Ric.”

Roderic: I sigh and get up from the couch. The woman stops her dancing and grabs the pole, waiting to find out what I'm going to do. I hold out a few bills to her and shake my head. "Just not feeling it tonight, sweetheart. Maybe some other night." I grab her free hand and stuff the bills in her hand and head out the cheaply made door. She doesn't say anything. or even follow after me. It was decent money for hardly any work. "What happened?" I ask once we're away from the back room and heading down the hall to the main part of the club.

Deanna: “Nothing. That’s the problem. I just kinda went straight through her,” she tried to explain, keeping close enough to him that only he should have been able to hear her. “It sucks. I was sure this would work… Maybe I’m just broken or something… You know… Like my sister thinks she is. Or maybe it’s just not possible. The theory is sound. It should have worked. I must’ve done something wrong. Maybe certain people just can’t be possessed… What do you think?” She was babbling as her mind raced to explain what had or rather hadn’t happened and the reasons behind it.

Roderic: "I don't really know. I don't know a lot about vampire things, let alone wraith things." I shrug, thinking on it. "Maybe you need a willing target? But I doubt anyone will sign up for that." I keep walking until we're outside of the club. "Maybe the girl needs to be hurt. So she's not guarded against anything. Focused on one thing only. Her wound." It's the best I can offer her. This isn't anything I know about. "Or maybe you have to do it for the right reasons for it to work. Maybe you're not sure of yourself or your reasons?"

Deanna: “You trying to get in my mind now?” she asked curiously. “I mean like… What’s wrong with my reasons? Intent could play a part maybe but it’s not like I intend to hurt the woman or anything. As for pain. I’m not sure that’s gonna do anything. I’ll have to like think on that cos… Well… He’d be pissed at me if I hurt someone for no good reason. Maybe I need to like know my target? Spend time with them or something. And that blonde seemed into you by the way. She was looking at you again just now.” It was possibly Ric’s facial expressions that ha the blonde snickering, as he clearly hadn’t enjoyed his time with the brunette and she’d possibly suspected as much. Dea was happy to be leaving the place really, as she wasn’t sure this was the sort of
Deanna: place she should be hanging out.

Roderic: "Yeah right." I shrug, not really interested in the blond. Though I keep it in the back of my mind for a later date. Another addition to the collection. Possibly. "How would I know? You're the one doing this for some guy who has a hang up about your age." I look around once we're outside and snort. "Your boyfriend sounds like a pansy by the way. People get hurt. Fact of life. Wouldn't even have to tell him anyways." I nod my head.

Deanna: “Yeah I’m not sure why he has a hang up about my age…” she sighed. “And he’d say I was lying or something if he found out I’d had someone hurt. I’d say you know what’s it like when you want someone to like you. You know… Being on your best behaviour and stuff… But like… You don’t strike me as the sort of person that would want anyone to like you.”

Roderic: "People like you or they don't. No sweat off my back. Not going to dance around being someone or something I'm not. It doesn't really bother me who likes me or how many people like me." I shrug my shoulders. "It's easier if people don't. My line of work gets messy and I can't be dragging too many people in to it. Just better for everyone all around." I nod my head. "Maybe try spending time with that girl that you wanted to possess back there. Could work. Study your prey more or less. Good idea."

Deanna: “See. I kinda knew you’d get me. Does that worry you,” she laughed. “That you like… have something in common with a wraith. Though of course I couldn’t do what you do. You’re like a proper killer and stuff. When I actually had a form I wasn’t even allowed to carry a weapon. My sire and sister were frightened I’d hurt myself or something.” For such a strange guy Ric was oddly insightful and yet there was still a question in her mind. “Aren’t you like frightened you’re gonna get caught one day?”

Roderic: "No. I'm careful." I stop to look in her direction. "I clean up after myself as best I can. And no. I'm sure I'm not the only person in the world who thinks like this. It may be rare, but you being a wraith has nothing to do with anything. It's just a fact you're a wraith and I'm a vampire. You were a vampire. Maybe it's strange no one thinks like us, being we were, or are vampires." I dig around in my leather coat and grab out my cigarette and cheap lighter. Light it and keep walking. "And anyone can kill someone. By choice, or because they were forced to and had no options left. You or the other guy. You'll do what you can to make sure you're the one walking away."

Deanna: “Yeah I mean I agree but I was kinda lucky in that I was looked after. I mean yeah…at the end sure I tried to defend myself but defending yourself from a hoard of angry people… not so easy,” she shrugged, though it likely didn’t show. “Why did you do it? Killing people I mean. Is it like… One of those sexual replacement things?” Deanna should have stopped talking before asking that last question as it was incredibly rude but she was curious as to his reasons.

Roderic: "Sexual what?" I stop walking and just stare at her. "I don't kill people because I can't have sex or don't want to. I can have sex if I wanted to. And I'm capable of having sex. I have a dick and all and it works fine." I start walking again and work on my cigarette, thinking on what she asked. "We all have our reasons for doing the things we do. Reasons that aren't really any of your business. I do things for a reason and live by a code. Just like you do, I bet. All that matters." I turn to look back at her. "Don't you have somewhere to be? Like back by that girl? Or at your boyfriends place?"

Deanna: Deanna laughed when she saw how defensive he got though really it wasn’t all that funny. “I didn’t mean to upset ya or anything. I was just kinda curious. I’ve seen these shows about psychos and stuff and they usually blame the parents of the kid or like an unhealthy sex life or something. I mean it’s not something I know myself but you know… How often do you get the chance to actually ask the killer?” She didn’t talk to many people and so didn’t often think to filter her thoughts as the few people she did speak to she trusted, so her habit of blurting stuff out was understandable, to her at least.

Roderic: "Choosing not to have sex doesn't make someone unhealthy. It's a life style choice. Why are you asking anyways? Not like you can have sex right now anyways. And when did you have sex last? Are you going around wanting to kill people because you can't get laid? Don't think so." I didn't comment on anything about my parents. None of that was her business anyways. "For someone who isn't interested in death or killing someone, you sure are interested in the people I kill." I exhale a large white cloud of smoke at the sky and look around. "I take it you've been following me for a while, so you know I don't go around just killing anyone and everyone I see for any old reason. Maybe that should give you some insight."

Deanna: “I’m a good girl Ric. I haven’t known the sins of the flesh in any form so I guess you could say that you can’t miss what you’ve never had… Right? As for the following thing. You’re interesting. I like following you. You do things differently. I mean I won’t say it’s a bit freaky watching you… How did you phrase it? Work? I’ve been trying to figure out what drives you and such but I’m not having much luck with that truth be told… You aren’t like angry… That I’ve been watching what you’re up to… Right?” Most people would freak out to find out someone had been following them and spying on the more intimate moments of their life but Ric seemed to be taking it fairly well right now. He really was fascinating to watch, at least to Deanna; he w
Deanna: he was almost the complete opposite of Robert, the dark and the light, a realisation that amused her no end.

Roderic: "Angry? No. Anger clouds judgement and makes people make mistakes. Do I get angry? Sure. But I try not to work when I'm angry. Mistakes happen. And that's how you'll get caught." I admit to her, knowing about a mistake I made the other night with the stripper because I'd been pissed with Strix. "What drives me? Mostly the challenge. Some research too. Like my new project going on with the girls. I don't normally go after women, but I heard something and I want to see if it's true. And what happens." It's all I would say about my current project to anyone, even a wraith. "But usually my targets are men. Why? They're more challenging. Less predictable then women too. At least I think so."

Deanna: “You think women are predictable? What did you hear? If what’s true?” she asked hoping he’d share more details with her. She wasn’t sure she agreed with women being more predictable, easier maybe, but then if he liked a challenge that wouldn’t be any good. “Women have a greater tolerance to pain,” she blurted out, not really knowing why she said that but she wanted to add to the conversation in some way.

Roderic: "Well, I've seen it first-hand. Women either run around screaming their heads off or they freeze. I haven't really seen anything different or heard anything different on case studies of women being victims of crimes." I shrug my shoulders. "Where did you hear that? About the pain thing? Why would they have a higher tolerance then men?"

Deanna: “It’s the baby thing,” she sang out happy to actually be a part of the conversation and not just peppering the guy with questions and/or asking for favours. “You know like childbirth is painful… Right? Apparently it’s like the most painful thing a person is designed to withstand, like nature wise. And it’s the women that do it. Not the men. So yeah. Higher tolerance to pain. We’re designed for it.” She sounded oddly proud of this fact for someone that was neither human, vampire or likely to ever have a child of her own.

Roderic: "I don't think so. Not all women have babies either or want to have them." I flick some ash off my cigarette as I remind her of that fact. "And aren't women doped up anyways when they give birth? That's hardly withstanding pain. It's cheating. Sure they have some pain, but imagine a guy being gutted open with no drugs in his system. Big difference. More painful hands down." I nod, sure of what I said.

Deanna: Dea brought a spectral hand to her face, doing the wraith version of facepalming. “You do know women have been giving birth for centuries… right? It’s not like a choice or anything. It doesn’t matter what our intent is. It’s a biological thing. The response to pain. Centuries upon centuries of women going through agonising labour that could take days and in my day and age still involved a lot of the mothers eventually dying.” She’d explained it as best she could but she wasn’t sure Ric was gonna get it as he seemed to see things in the now, without much view of the then.

Roderic: "So you're telling me there wasn't any form of medicine years and years ago to help mothers with the pain of child birth? ********." I roll my eyes and take another drag in. "I'm not saying it's not hard work and that people can't die from child birth either, I just don't think child birth is the hardest thing to endure in life. Or that it makes women able to deal with pain more. A blade going in is a blade going in and no one isn't going to flinch at that."

Deanna: Dea laughed. “You’re funny. Of course there’s always been things people say help with the pain but if you think women have been giving birth since like… well since man first came about, you’d understand we’re built that way. It’s got nothing to do with knives. Obviously it’s kind of a stereotype too. You have women that will cry if they prick their finger but really…you should like look it up on the net. It’s a biologically thing I swear. ”

Roderic: "I didn't know wraiths can search the internet. And why are you looking at child birth anyways? You're a wraith. Is that why you want to do this? You could search anything, but you decide to do child birth? And I'm the funny one?" I shake my head. This whole idea of possession was stupid now. She didn't want to possess someone for the right reasons, that was becoming obvious.

Deanna: She was laughing harder now, thankful for the fact she didn’t need to breathe cos she was having trouble stopping. “Nah. I can’t look it up online and I have no intention of going through childbirth. I watch a lot of tv and sometimes I stuck watching whatever’s on… cos you know… I can’t change the channel myself.”

Roderic: "So you're boyfriend likes watching chicks give birth? Sounds like he's got a lot more issues than I thought." I laugh a little. She was going through all this trouble for some guy who didn't want her because she was 17 and he liked watching chicks give birth? And people thought I was weird. Right. "So what's your plan? Giving up or going to give it another try with a new target or same one after studying her a little?" I was ready to wrap this up and get on with my own work. Hopeful she wouldn't follow me.

Deanna: “You make a lot of assumptions dontcha,” she giggled. “He’s not into anything like that as far as I know. Say like I wanna watch a film. My sister puts the tv one and goes out. Hours later, film’s done, I’m alone and so yeah… If I watch tv after that I watch whatever’s on. And erm… I dunno. I guess I’ll keep trying. Maybe pick someone and try to get a read on them maybe… Or I could try possessing a psychic, those people are kinda open to that stuff… Right?”

Roderic: "Psychic?" I stop and almost dead pan in to my hands. Both of them. "You don't believe in that **** do you? People predicting your future for you and everything like that?" I just stare at her. She can't be serious. "Now you're ******* with me. Pick someone worthwhile.Not some crazy *****. We've got enough of those running around town."

Deanna: “You don’t believe in psychics? I mean come on. Vampires exist. You’re talking to what most people would call a ghost and you don’t think anyone out there might have other gifts?”

Roderic: "I don't think anyone can predict your future. No. I think you write your own past, present and future." I nod my head. "You have a somewhat valid argument that strange **** exists, but anything that has to do with the future? No." I put the cigarette out when I lift up my boot and let the top of it connect with the cigarette.

Deanna: “But aren’t psychics well known to be like… You know… Good at dealing with the dead or am I thinking of someone else. You know the sorts of people you go to, to talk to dead loved ones of something?” She wasn’t sure she had the right word but she’d heard of people that allowed spirits to talk through them and wondered if it would work for her.

Roderic: "I think they're full of ****. Big scam. Why are you asking all these questions? I don't know anyone who claims to be a psychic." I really need to find a way to get rid of this annoying woman. She's worse than any Altaire woman, that was for sure.

Deanna: “I just thought you might know is all. No worries. I’ll ask Keara.” She shrugged her shoulders slightly. “Anyways. Thanks for your help tonight.” She had no reason to keep the conversation going now, she really had to think things through and figure out a plan for her next attempt, a there had to be a reason she couldn’t gain control of the woman in the club.

Roderic: "Cya." I tell her with a wave as she goes off. I shake my head and think of how I can keep her away from me and my work. She talked too damn much and asked some weird questions. I wait until I think she's gone and then I head to a different club to continue to my experiments.

Deanna: “Yeah. Bye Ric. See ya around.” She moves off musing over what to do next as she makes her way home.