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

Shan: Slinking across the dark street and coming up on the night club, Shan contemplated turning around. She had gotten all dressed up, her sleek black button down with the collar popped matching her white-washed jeans that bunched up around timberland boots that were freshly cleaned and oiled. Reaching up and letting her hair down, she skipped the line and headed right for the bouncer. Not saying a word, but flashing her fangs, he immediately lifted the ropes and she slipped inside.

Nishaa: Nishaa needed a break. Who knew being a sire could be such hard work, you know having to actually be nice to some random person you bit, and accidentally gave your blood too. Abbadon was her responsibility now, and when she was a child she had a goldfish, she killed it. She wondered if this would be like that experience. Her eyes flashed across the floor, the tiles on the floor danced different shades of colours, her glass of blood in front of her, her fangs prominent. She couldn't put them away, they refused to go away.

Shan: Stopping just inside the door, Shan let those blood-colored hues dance just like the humans and vampires crowding the establishment. She lingered them on a couple promising victims that would suit her needs; only to shake her head and move on to the next female. Men were of no interest to her; they were weak and shallow compared to a woman. She needed that complexity in her prey.

Nishaa: Nishaa's dark black orbs scanned the nightclub the sound of techno music filling her eardrums. It was odd to be around normal people, never experiencing what a club felt like until she was turned, her eyes found their way to Shan who happened to be scanning the room. She pulled out her phone and began to send the woman a text. "You look hot tonight." She clicked send, and waited for a reaction.

Shan: Shan's hunt was rudely interrupted by her phone vibrating against her *** in her back pocket. She clenched her jaw for a moment, then decided to answer it. Reaching and pulling it out with one hand as the other slicked back hair out of her face and tucked it safely back behind her ear, her eyes narrowed on the text. They suddenly snapped up and searched the crowd, but she came up empty. She typed in a reply and headed for the bar. "You stalking me now, kiddo?"

Nishaa: Shan swivelled her head around, and Nishaa found herself sniggering in response. The woman looked alert, and pissed off. That look, looked hot on her. "If I was stalking you I would have followed you in, I think you are the one stalking me red." There it was, that trademark nickname that Shan hated so much, it was the reaction to the nickname which made her use it even more. That smile just got bigger on her lips.

Shan: Reaching the bar her phone went off again in her hand, and waved the barkeep over and pulled a crisp 50 out of her pocket to slide it across the bar. "Two dark reds." She ordered, the tender knowing what it meant as she gave him a solemn nod and then checked her phone after he picked up the bill and sauntered away. Muscles rippled down her arms as she heard her phone give a slight cracking noise under the pressure from reading the nickname Nishaa used. She narrowed her eyes again, and looked around, trying to spot the woman. Finally, she saw her, and that devilish smirk crossed her lips at her. She replied, still waiting on her drinks. "You're right, who could resist you?" She snickered and pocketed her phone as the drinks arrived and she picked them up.

Nishaa: There was a laugh as the text came back, her eyes narrowed and focused on Shan the way her hips moved, the way she spoke to the bartender. Oh there was always something about Shan that lured, and made Nishaa curious - she was a taken woman she had to remember that. Always remember that she mentally told herself, her fingers tapped against the screen quickly a simple sentence of "Bring your fine *** over here, and have a drink with me." She sent it and waited her chin resting against the palm of her hand.

Shan: Slugging from her drink, she set the other down before moving, checking her phone once more as she scoffed through her nose and pocketed it again without sending one back. Picking up both drinks and shaking her head at the tender to signify for him to keep the change he had put on the counter, she didnt wait for a response as she turned and headed for the brunette in the booth by herself. "I had intended to." She gave in response to the text as she slid in next to Nishaa and slid the second drink she had over to the woman's old one. "This rounds on me."

Nishaa: The way she moved, was magnificent. Her dark orbs watched her, they moved when she moved she eased her way through the crowd as she nodded her head. "Evening red." She said with a grin, her fangs on show. As always, at least in this nightclub it didn't really matter no one saw them, or it was an odd fashion accessory she had going on. "Oh good, so what brings you here?" She asked her casually.

Shan: She flashed a fang baring smile of her own, kicking her legs out and crossing them over at their ankles to lean back and draw her arms out on both sides of the back of the booth. "Hunting. Its almost time again." She didnt give any more information than that, "Dont have to hide here. Its like... a vamp fan-club here." She snickered, rolling her head around on its shoulders as she tilted it to the side and let her crimson red hues fall on Nishaa. She was... mysterious. Shan found she rather enjoyed her time with the woman who could well take a punch from her. "I could ask the same of you?"

Nishaa: Nishaa shrugged, she was relaxing this was down time for Nish. "Hiding from the new childe." She said casually, giving no more information than that. The thoughts of breast feeding the new fledgling came to mind. How painful would that be. She shook her head. "But really, having a drink listening to the **** music and chatting you up." Oh yes that was the truth, so much truth.

Shan: Shans reached and picked up her drink to bring it to her lips, about the same time Nish admitted to siring. Shan struggled to no scoff into her glass of blood. "You sired?" She asked, shifting against the bench to bring herself more square to Nish as she crossed one leg over the other at the knee. "Seriously?" She didnt laugh. She didnt think it was funny; instead rather surprising, in fact. "I never pegged you as a sire type."

Nishaa: Nishaa scoffed, she didn't peg herself as a sire either it just... Happened. "Yeah, I didn't either, me and looking after things doesn't go down well. She'll end up like Charlie the goldfish. Dead." She nodded her head. As if she knew the outcome already, she had no faith in herself. "Don't act so shocked red, your a sire I'm sure yourself." She admired the muscles then pulling her glass into her palm and lifting the glass to her lips draining a little letting the taste sit on her tongue, tasting it.

Shan: Shan sat there for a moment, unmoving, thinking. Contemplating. She looked Nishaa over, quickly, eyes not lingering like they had on the human patrons. "She's already dead, smartass." She snickered, setting her drink back down and taking her initial laid back posture once more, hands wrapping around the back of the curved booth and resting there. "Yeah. Im a sire alright. I shoulda just killed em'." She sighed then, a very human action which was weird for Shan.

Nishaa: "Funny ******." The reply came quick and full of jest. Yes the woman was already dead. "What do I do I with it? Do I breast feed it.." There was a pause. "That's arousing actually, I think my nipples just went hard." There was a grin the pearls showing as she eyed the woman before taking another swig of her drink. "Your a sire? I'm shocked." She was.

Shan: Shan couldnt help the wry smirk that dripped from her expression at Nishaa, at first. She raised her brows then, giving a scoff again, shaking her head no before giving another laugh. "No, you dont need to ******* breast feed them." She reached for her drink again, raising it up to her lips to take another swig - it nearly gone by now. "They are a grown person. Just... immortal now. You start with the basics, of being a vampire I guess. Give em a weapon and direct 'em to the quarentine zone - s'what I'd do." She rolled her shoulders again in a shrug. "Yeah I've two. Who dont talk to me." She admitted, "Cant blame 'em."

Nishaa: Nishaa scoffed, she was sure the childer of Shan's didn't hate her. She smiled ever so sweetly as she took another swig, the iron tasted lovely on her tongue. "Are you sure, they are baby vampires they need blood." Yeah she wa a dumb **** at times as she looked down at her own breast and jiggled it. "Besides, I don't there my glands are making the 'blood' maybe I should get a pump...." Oh yes, she was going crazy of the idea of breast feeding baby vampires. Laughing more or less to herself.

Shan: "Baby vampires need blood, not tits." She laughed, genuinely, such a rare action for her that Nishaa brought out in her. "Trust me. Just give em a gun and send em on their way. Best knowledge learned is from experience." She informed, tipping her head away and over to the dancing patrons. She found she was oddly enough thankful for her gifts of being able to hear Nishaa over the pounding music in her ears as her blood red hues danced over women. She pointed out a blonde that was clearly watching her. "That one, she's got an eye for you."

Nishaa: The only knowledge she had as a fledgling was a stabbing here and there from her sire whenever she was a naughty girl. Give me a gun and send me packing, well at least the mini-Nish could look after herself with a gun. The zombies wern't hard either to stare off with. It was the ferals she would need to watch. Rabid and ****. "I'm sure I have a spare gun...somewhere." She would need to look through her **** back at the Eyrie just to double check, her eyeline followed Red's to the blonde. "Does she?" She scoffed. "I've not really tasted human blood." She admitted.

Shan: Shan reached and pulled the gun under her wait line, putting it out on the table and sliding it over to Nish as she had the drink. "She can have that one. I have betters made anyways." She finally looked over to Nish, lips parted slightly as she tried to find the right words to say. Never had human blood? Was she crazy? Well. Course she was. But was she serious? "Wait, seriously?"

Nishaa: "Oh sweet." She took the gun, and placed it beside her on the booth her eyes eyeing the metal work and smiled. It was a beautiful little babe, she appreciated it. She even appreciated Shan as a friend, even though she never said it. She had way too much pride. "Yep. " she lifted her hands and wiggled her fingertips. "I blood boost, and have done that every day since my turning, never had the liberty of human blood. I fed Abbadon my blood, and only pierced her flesh so she bled out." She shrugged. "Should I be ashamed?"

Shan: Shans eyebrows raised as she looked over at Nishaa, totally surprised. Catching Shan off guard wasnt easy to do, but Nishaa had managed to do it. She smiled and shook her head. "Not ashamed, no. More like... upset. Or something." Shan shook her head moreso, still not entirely believing Nishaa. But the woman hadnt lied to her yet, and she had no reason to start now, with something like this. "Dude, seriously. Humans blood is so.... rich. Invigorating. Its not empty like this blood. The adrenaline, pharamones, endorphines..." She trailed off, giving her hand a wave to insinuate all the other stuff human blood had that made it full of vigor.

Nishaa: Nishaa blinked. Shan was upset at her? At times Nishaa could be a ***** but she cherished Shan's friendship. It was refreshing to be yourself around someone without limitations. "You're upset at me?" Her voice came out in a pitiful whine like she was or less disappointed in herself now. She was, but at the same time she had heard stories of people hooked on human blood and showing themselves to humans, she didn't want to take that chance unless she was around someone who could help her, or even shake her silly so she didn't go on some weird *** blood frenzy.

Shan: "What, no. Im saying you should be. Throw a fit, or something. That **** is worth it." She smirked, closing her eyes and calling out silently to her human thrall Seraphine. It was a weird connection the two of them had, master and slave. Seraphine was certainly Shan's that much was for certain. She opened her blood red hues and looked over at Nishaa. "My thrall is on her way. You've got to try it." She encouraged, picking up her drink and taking a couple more slugs from it as her eyes spanned out past the upturned glass and to the crowd once more. Bunch of vampire freaks and fans. This club was the perfect underground scene for Nishaa to get her first taste in.

Nishaa: Nishaa stared into the liquid that sloshed against the sides of her glass. Seraphine, Nishaa liked Shan's thrall she was quiet but she was energetic. "I like her." She said in repliance to her coming to the club, then there was that 'you have to try it' line. Nishaa gnawed on her bottle lip nervously. "I'm not as bad *** as you gurl, what if I kill the human?" That was a fear of hers.

Shan: She laughed. She didnt mean to, but she did. Shaking her head, she reached her hand to Nishaa's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "You wont. Trust me, its all about instinct. If you dont want to kill her, deep down, then you wont. Besides. I wont let you." Shan looked over at her, staring deep into her dark orbs. "Every never did this for you?" She couldnt help but ask the question. She had pegged Every as a better sire than that.

Nishaa: There it was, the reason Shan was Nishaa's friend. The way she seemed to look after her, whilst keeping it light. She appreciated that ****. "Good." She said, in reference to Shan not letting her kill a human, god - she didn't think she could live with herself if she did. "It never came up, the night of my siring I was hungry - then I wasn't, I remember asking Evee, and she said I was a necromancer. I blood boosted, done it since then. I never asked about alternate sources of blood." There was a shrug of her shoulders as well as trying to defend her sire.

Shan: The explanation made sense, as much as it could anyways. There was no reason for Nishaa not to use her powers for her blood, especially with everyone in the city on such a high alert as to what went bump in the night. She gave a slight bob of her head, accepting the answer. It didnt make Every a bad sire. Besides. Nishaa clearly was content with her method, so Shan couldnt knock it. She licked her lips and set her glass down again in front of her. "Thats fine. I mean, its been working just fine, right?" Though the question was more rhetorical, "Though Seraphine is a great donor. She actually likes it, too." She snickered, looking to the door as if Seraphine would walk through it at any moment.

Nishaa: Nishaa listened, unsure as to why a human would enjoy being fed on, was it erotic? Nishaa herself didn't find it erotic when Evee fed on her. If anything she wanted to get the hell out of dodge when those lips fell on ever neck and began to suck. "Why does she like it so much?" She asked curiously as she raised her glass to her lips and took a sip, the taste of fake blood on her lips made her stomach growl.

Shan: "Ask her." Shan snickered, reaching her hand up and waving over the woman who just walked into the establishment, her shades covering her beautiful emerald green eyes. Seraphine noticed the wave and walked over, grinning from ear to ear. She had just come from the barber parlor, where she had donated over eight inches of hair - leaving her with a bold sheek spikey hairdo to match her personality. "Hey doll!" She exclaimed, sliding into the booth next to Nishaa and reaching to give her an odd half hug that wasnt awkward except only in positioning.

Nishaa: 'Ask her' Shan said as Nishaa turned around to smell her, that familiar scent of friend filled her nostrils as the woman slipped in beside in the booth, then the arms wrapped around her giving her an odd hug. Nishaa didn't know wether to return the hug or to push her away. Instead she went for a half and half and just patted the woman's back. "Yo gurl." She said as she smiled, her fangs still prominent. "Why do you enjoy being fed on?" She asked the woman.

Shan: Seraphine sat back and waved to the tender, she had known exactly where this place was as it was in fact the first place Shan had shown her as a glimpse into her world. He nodded at her, and she turned to the two once more. "Its so exhilarating! To be at someones mercy like that... to know that I am all you'd want, in that moment... Its fuckin' hot." She grinned, perfect pearly whites showing no fangs. Shan smirked, looking over at Seraphine. "Nishaa hasnt had human blood yet, for a couple reasons. You'll make sure she is well fed tonight." Seraphine nodded, a soft smile playing at her lips before she bit into her bottom one. The waitress delivered a drink to Seraphine, something blue and most likely fruity. "Sounds like a plan." She giggled lightly, pulling her shades off and setting them to the table to reveal her bright green eyes.

Nishaa: Nishaa had never thought of that, to be the centre of a vampires attentions whilst human, to be what they wanted in that moment. It seemed rather hot, when Seraphine said the same thing moments later and she grinned. It was decided. She would feed on her. "I understand now babe." She said with a grin, her fangs seemed to grow longer at the thought of actually having human blood for the first time, eagerly anticipating their dunk in red, metallic liquid. Nishaa looked at the woman's green eyes and was absorbed in them temporarily.

Shan: Shan let her hand squeeze Nishaa's shoulder one last time before turning its attention back to her drink, lifting it to finish it off. Seraphine eyed Shan, clearly curious as to why she wasnt feeding from her but instead the glass, but she said nothing. She knew better. Shan had hit her a couple times prior for opening her mouth when it wasnt... necessary. Seraphine looked back to Nishaa, smiling warmly and tipping her head to the side, leaning in with her neck offered to the woman. "Go ahead, just let your instincts guide you." She offered her own bit of advice; though it was for more selfish reasons. When Shan fed on her and didnt do just that... it wasnt as exhilarating.

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

Nishaa: The human seemed to want Nishaa to feed on her, but she knew that was because it was wanted, needed an obsession. The neck was openly offered to her and Nishaa found herself staring at it oddly. She brought her hand up to trace a line along her neck, the skin was warm against her touch that solid bump, bump caressed the tips of her idle fingers. "I am sorry." She whispered as she leaned closer mesmerised by how she smelt, and the pulse seemed to make her go wild. "If I hurt you." She turned one worried look to Shan, hoping her 'BFF' would stop her of she hurt her human, her mouth opened and her fangs connected with the skin, a loud crunch audible as she began to suck, the thick red liquid filled her mouth and the closest Nishaa could think it tasted of was like skittles. It was like candy, and sweets, her grip tightened as she began to drink deeper.

Shan: Shan watched Seraphines bright green eyes sliding closed as the womans fangs pierced her skin. The wince from her was there, but so was the shudder as she instinctively sucked her bottom lip in and bit down on it to keep herself from crying out even softly. Shan's head tipped back a little as she watched, her red crimson hues dashing along the two women as she smirked. What was it with the apologies? She remembered Nyla apologizing to a hunter in the sewers once before she killed it. Fuckin' weird. Seraphines hand slid to the edge of the table, hand pressing against the edge as fingertips dug in and went white as the blood was forced out of them. She hummed a slight moan and leaned into the bite while Shan remained silent, for now.

Nishaa: Nishaa could feel everything, the woman's blood was her sustenance, her life, her everything. To have blood flowing through the woman's veins was to keep her alive which was what Nishaa wanted, but something deeper inside her wanted all of it, it was a slice of cake she had been refused by her parents making it all that sweeter. How had she not tasted this sweet nectar before. The hungry vampire tugged tighter against Seraphine drawing more and more out of her more. Her humanity, or what was left of it now was seeping away, the only idle thought in her mind was blood. It was like this for another long drawn out minute before Nishaa pushed her away gently she didn't want to kill the girl. She looked at Shan all wide eyed and bushy tailed, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth and moving to caress her chin. "woah." Was all she whispered.

Shan: Nishaa drank. She drank, and Shan watched out of the corner of her eye as the color left Seraphine's cheeks. Shan raised her hand to the bartender, motioning to Seraphine, then making a drinking motion to signify Seraphine was going to need something other than her alcoholic beverage. Shan smirked though as she looked at Seraphine more closely, listening intently to nothing but the sound of the humans beating heart. It slowed. Slower, slower, till she almost couldnt hear it. Shan watched as her head slumped to the side and Nishaa took what she wanted. Truth be told, if Nishaa had killed her, Shan woudnt have thought much about it. Her smirk grew wider as Nish gave Shan that look. That look that screamed enlightenment. "Mmhmmmm. Told ya." She snickered, pointing over to Seraphine who looked like she had just been given a dose of heroine straight to the jugular. "That trance like state is what she craves. But she will need water when she slowly comes out of it." She informed, just as the waiter delivered one to in front of the dazed human.

Nishaa: Nishaa looked at the human, looking dazed and euphoric. She didn't quite understand how someone could live for this kind of treatment it was odd, and painful. She pondered, perhaps she had a high pain threshold, and found it pleasurable. Or she was an adrenaline junkie, liked to be at the brink of death. Standing at the gates of heaven only to be ripped back to the place we call hell; Earth. "It was..." She didn't knew how to describe it. "Yanno?" Her hand twirled in the air as she tried to find a meaning, something that would portray how she felt. Nishaa's cheeks that were usually so pale, and pristine were flushed and full of colour. A perk of feeding off fresh human blood.

Shan: Shan chuckled, nodding her head. "Invigorating? Fullfilling? Thrilling? All of the above?" She grinned, points of fangs dipping into her lower lip as she reached and nudged the water closer to Seraphine who was mumbling incoherently with a cheesy smile on her thin lips as her head lolled around on her neck like a broken bobble head toy. "Yeah. I know." She smirked, tipping her head and giving a nod before she took up Nishaa's glass for herself; watching that had only reminded her of how thirsty she was; how desperate she always was for another drink. "Ive had some pretty bad tasting **** in my life but this... will always be the worst." She shrugged, downing the contents in the glass.

Nishaa: Nishaa still couldn't quite get a grip on how nice the blood had tasted and how she had managed to not even taste it until now. A year into her unlife, blood boosting had kept her full yes but it hasn't always satisfied her like the blood had satisfied her now, odd it was to feel full, the blood sloshing within the depths of her belly with a grin on her lips. "More." She said with a grin "Can we get more?" She seemed to act like a fledgling talking to a sire, a maker she didn't need Shan's permission to get more human blood but it would be nice if they could do it together.

Shan: Shan quirked her brows, looking out over the crowd. She stared at the dancers, at all the people who were swaying and moving to the beat that blared through the speakers. Somehow she had managed to block it all out, until now. The music pounded in her ears. "You're a predator. They are prey." She shrugged, nodding over at the crowd. One woman was dancing and staring at them, slow and sultry. "Im tellin' ya, she's got an eye for you." Shan smirked, "Not sure I could join you. I like to kill my prey... and I rather like coming here." She chuckled, relaxing against the bench once more. Yes. She was thirsty. That never went away. She figured that was why her fangs were always out as she licked over them briefly.

Nishaa: Oh, she knew she was a predator. She could feel it in her DNA, she had killed before so many things even vampires, her kin had died at her hand. She knew what it was to be a killer as her eyeline followed Shan's she noticed the woman dancing the sweat dripping from her face along her neck and down to her chest. She was trying to be seductive and all she was seducing was a monster. She grinned at Shan "I'll go see if she really has got that 'eye' for me." With that she got up and moved toward the woman, giving her a 'come here' look as she led the woman away to a dark corner of the club. Her eyes black, and hungry for more. How odd that feeding would make her slightly horny, was it like this for everyone?

Shan: Shan couldnt help but laugh smoothly. "It seems I have created a monster." She said to Seraphine after Nishaa had gotten up, though Shan figured she coud still hear her. That didnt matter to her much. She licked over her lips and slid along the booth till she was next to Seraphine. "She enjoyed it?" Seraphine started to gain a grasp on reality again as Shan picked up the womans glass of water and applied the straw the womans lips for her. "Of course she did babe. Drink." She instructed, turning her crimson hues back out over the club. So many people, and all of them wanting nothing more than to have what her and Nishaa had. Immortality.

Nishaa: Nishaa found the brunette following her to where she seemed to be dancing all on her lonesome. Odd that Nishaa, a monster was all alone at this point in time, the woman tip toed beside her, sweat sticking to her face and chest, clinging to her. Nishaa didn't care she simply wanted her blood and that was all a blood bag for her. She seemed drunk enough. Nishaa grabbed her, pulled her close anyone looking would think they were grinding, bodies touching bit that wasn't the case her fangs were already inside the woman's neck, the blood already leaving the woman's face. She didn't savour it as much as she did Seraphine's. A minute later she let the woman go murmuring a thank you as she made her way back to Shan, leaving the woman to wobble around the dance floor.

Shan: Shan had found Nishaa after a moment, though the way she had embraced her prey made Shan smirk even wider. She was a natural. The woman knew instincts, that much was obvious. After a moment she set Seraphines drink down, the thrall finally able to handle herself once more as she leaned and pressed a kiss to Shan's cheek in thanks. Shan didnt even move, or acknowledge her in that moment, crimson hues watching carefully. If Nishaa killed the woman Shan would have problems; though she didnt really care, she figured Every or even Micah would. She didnt need that kind of negative attention, so she found she was slightly glad when Nishaa stepped away and the other was still alive. She grinned at the woman upon her return. "Yeah? Its different, isnt it?"

Nishaa: Nishaa found herself nodding to Shan's statement as she slipped in next to Seraphine as she was slurping water through a straw. She quirked an eyebrow upwards and shrugged her shoulders if the woman liked it that way then good of her. Nishaa placed her palms on the table feeling the wood beneath them. "It's exhilarating in that moment you have complete control, you choose if they die or live. It is like that moment you play god." It was the only way she could describe, she wasn't sure if Shan would approve of the way she described it but it was how she thought about it.

Shan: Shan raised her brows at the way Nishaa described. She gave a slow nod of approval, glancing at Seraphine for a moment then back to Nishaa once she confirmed to herself that the woman was indeed going to be just fine. "Exactly." She smirked, "And you've taken this long to try it. Glad I said something." Which was odd for her. Shan never much thought about the way things made her feel, she found it was just easier to turn off the emotions that were inside of her. She shifted in her seat a little, though her look of amusement at Nishaa didnt fade. This was slightly entertaining to her, the way that Nishaa was trying this for the first time while in her company. "Just dont end up like me. Hiding from the cops is a real *****." She admitted, rolling her head around on her shoulders.

Nishaa: She scoffed. "They already do, I don't think they like the fact that I kill some of the guards when I'm breaking and entering..." She paused. "I run out of knockouts, a lot." She laughed it off. Killing was as easy as breathing, but no one would know if she killed a guard or two it wasn't the end of the world, she also killed a cop or two if they happened to stumble into the building but she'd never admit that one out loud, not since she joined Tytonidae. "Was fun though, the feeding that is. I'm glad I had my first taste around a friend." Yep, she said it. There was going to be a mushy moment she swore there would be, she was not going to be the first one to say something, she already said the F word, that was enough for her.

Shan: Shan stared at her for a moment. Friend. She had said it, she had gone there, she had made that connection in status to her. Shan blinked, not sure entirely what to say. And it was clear she didnt know, as she stared, giving Nishaa a slight nod. “Yeah, well…” She shrugged, shaking her head and then reaching up to tuck some stray strands back behind her ear, “Dont mention it.” Really. Her thought finished the sentence in her mind. Seraphine grinned and waved at some people who had entered the club, and then looked over at Shan. Shan gave a nod at her before getting up so the thrall could too. Sitting back down, she looked back over to Nishaa. “I can make you some knockouts, if you need em.”

Nishaa: Knockouts, damn she was in dire need of that ****. She never had enough of them, granted the one time she did win a stealth raid she had overstocked herself, from Micah and herself. Doc gave her some from time to time but yeah - she could always do with more. “Sure, if you got the time. I can get you the **** you need, I’m sure you’re way more experienced than I. I’ve just started the breaking and entering. It’s exhilarating.” She sounded like an adrenaline junkie, but who cared! Nishaa watched Seraphine walk away from the table, making her way to a bunch of humans her eyes zoning in on her ***. She had a nice *** when she walked, it moved the right way. She found herself mentally drooling over Shan’s thrall, oops.

Shan: She chuckled, clearly moving on in the conversation from that silly word that made Shan feel. Friend. Why did Nishaa call her that? Shan wasnt good for that. That was something other people were good for. Shan was good for kiling things, for shooting things and cutting things up. Friend. She scoffed under her breath and shook her head slightly. “Course I got the time, else I wouldnt have offered. Ser has a few on her right now actually, can get em off her before she leaves tonight.” She nodded over to her thrall, though she noticed Nishaa was already looking at her. Shan chuckled and tipped her head back a little, swallowing harshly. Her thirst was there still. Dammit. She reached up to scratch at her exposed neck and cleared it loudly.

Nishaa: “Does she always walk like that?” Nishaa asked out loud to Shan, her head canting to the side as she still watched that *** jiggle too and frow, she gave off a quiet wolf whistle and turned her full attention back to Shan. Yeah, she needed that ****. She always needed smoke bombs. She was a smoke bomb addict, it usually got her out of a tight jam too. She nodded her head, see Shan was helping Nishaa all the time, may it be the supply of bombs and the like, and guns, and blades. This was why she was a friend, that and she taught her and supported her during her feed. Yeah, Shan may not return those friend-like feelings but Nish felt comforted by Shan’s company. She was a keeper.

Shan: She laughed, shaking her head at the whistle. “Yeah. She was quite a find, that one.” She tipped her head back down and looked over at Seraphine, dancing now in the small group of her friends that had walked in. Most days Shan used Seraphine, but somedays she simply let the woman do as she pleased. Then there were the bad days, the days where Shan beat Seraphine because she felt like it. Though those were few and very far between. Shan looked over at Nishaa, her eyebrows furrowed for a bit. “You dont have a thrall yet? Or did you go the other way on your bridges?”

Nishaa: Nishaa believed she was quite a find, she needed to try and get her own human to feed off. That sounded so fun. Well, perhaps not fun but it was needed she didn’t want to accidently feed off a paladin. She blinked, perhaps that wasn’t so bad. Keeping a Paladin as a pet seemed to keep Nishaa curious. “Nah.” She said as she shrugged her shoulders. “I can walk on water, even have a wraith but nah, I don’t have a thrall. I want one though, would be handy to have a willing human to feed on.” It was the truth as well. She wondered if a human had even offered their services to a vampire without even being enthralled.

Shan: A wraith? Walk on water? She most certainly had gone the other way. Wraiths were good to have, especially for being in Ty, they needed all the help they could get with the hunts. But other than that, Shan figured a thrall was the best way to go. “She is super helpfull. She picks things up for me, and pickpockets too. She can even kill most animals and some gangsters too. Not to mention the donor option - though with her kinky obsession that was just a plus.” She laughed, shaking her head against the back of the booth.

Nishaa: Nishaa gasped. “They come in kinky sizes?” Nishaa was sold, and gave a sly smile. Oh yes, she liked that alot. She needed to get herself one. She would have to go to killer to get one though, she knew that much. She knew one of the killer powers was walking in the sunlight, and that seemed to make her want to go even more. She looked at the time the sun would be up soon and she needed to check in with Micah and give him some **** she had been stockpiling for him. “Shan, my gurl.” She said. “I need to head off, I got **** to give to Gramps.” She knew Shan would know she was on about.

Shan: Nishaa was always making her smile. Always making her laugh. Shan chuckled and shifted her weight on the seat, noticing Nishaa check the time as she pursed her lips. It was a good thing her prey had gone home tonight, instead of out. Otherwise Shan wouldnt have been able to have sat down and spend some time with Nishaa. Everything really did happen for a reason,han was accepting of that. Hell, its the thought that had gotten her through the hard times. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked over at Nishaa, blinking, nodding. “Right, right.” She moved to stand up, pulling her phone out of her pocket and checking it. She had a text from Ny, telling her that she would wait up for her. Shan smirked at it, then nodded once more at Nishaa. “I should get going too.”

Nishaa: “We should hunt together soon, it would be fun, friend” She said with a coy, sly smile as she got up watching Shan check the time. Nishaa came around and planted a quick kiss to the woman’s cheek knowing she didn’t like the affection she got the hell out of dodge before Shan hit her, because it wasn’t the first time. She threw a wave to Seraphine and a final wave to Shan before slipping out of the club and back into the nights air, she rummaged through her pockets for her tome, read the words and vanished into thin air as she tomed back to the Eyrie.

Shan: There it was again. That word, that single word that crept into Shans mind and begged her to feel connection. Emotion. It swelled under the surface of her mind like water boiling in a pot, and she stared at Nishaa with a clench to her jaw. It wasnt that it was bad, Shan just didnt know what to do with it exactly. She smirked then, rolling her shoulders and leaving a fifty on the table; Nishaa kissing her cheek and Shan instinctively reached up to swat at the woman but she was already gone. Shan chuckled and motioned to Ser that she was leaving, heading out the door and pulling out her own tome that led her back to where Nyla would be waiting for her.