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Dez was bored, after two months of being stuck in this city and what had happened, she realized she had to come back. So she'd done it, Kaylee was taking a shower in her dorm room and Dez... Ah, Dez was bored. So she decided to walk down for a smoke. She could feel the itch, did she need to feed? Was she going to have an episode? She wished Kaylee liked Bear a bit more, so she could bring him to the dorms, but it was okay. She scratched at her arm and rode the elevator down, her heightened senses kept her up most days, and at night... Well, she was a vampire now, she accepted that.

What she didn't accept was the ****** that had forced this, she didn't want to become like him, so she'd ran off as soon as she could move. Avoiding him, avoiding this city. She'd gone as far as the coast, but had to turn back. Something about this place had drawn her in. So here she was, trying to set up a system like she'd done back home. Bear kept her from having to take meds, but she wanted to help the wolves, and she knew she couldn't do it alone. So she'd asked Kaylee to help her find a place, that girl was fun! But Kaylee didn't like the wolves, so they could only meet at the dorms.

Dez pushed the door open and palmed at her leather jacket for her cigarettes and zippo, then froze. He was there, she could feel it, sense him. She glanced around for him, her breathing hitching. "I know you're there..." She said, knowing he'd hear her. "I told you, I don't want anything to do with you, go away." She slid her hand down to her jeans, pressing the knife into her thigh and easing her breathing. She knew, as she had known from the start, that even just telling him to go away, wouldn't help. He'd finally come to do one of two things. Finish the job, or stick her in a gilded cage.

For her, death would have been easier, quicker. She would not be someone's pet, nor would she allow him to order her around, her father had done that enough in her life. Take your meds Destiny, make sure you eat right... We don't want another episode... All of it made her sick to think about. She looked at the spot, where he was leaning on the wall, the cherry of his cigarette lighting his face with each puff. She stared at him, then tried to sneer. "I'm not going with you...." She muttered, then flicked her zippo to life and inhaled, keeping her defiant eyes on his.

Dezzy rolled her eyes then inhaled deeply on the cigarette, "Yeah sure, call them and say what? That my maker is a stalker? That'd go over well." She grumbled, then listened to him talk, there was no inflection in his voice, but she could tell he was being honest. She had picked up traits from her wolves, one of which was to be wary of everyone, but also, to sense a lie. She nodded and pointed off to the east. "I'm going home, Bear needs fed." She mumbled, then inhaled again and started walking away from him.

She knew he would follow her, and she wasn't really that worried about him now, he'd told the truth about just wanting to walk, but she figured there was talking involved in that... She didn't do well around people, that much he'd probably figured out, so she walked a few steps in front of him just to give herself a bit of space from him. "So... go ahead, talk..." She muttered, tossing brown hair over her shoulder as she looked at him.

Flicking the cigarette away, she kept walking, hands buried in her jacket now against the cold and snow. Her mind racing against what he wanted, she didn't even know his name, much less what happened the night of her siring. All she knew now what that she couldn't eat food, couldn't drink and craved blood. So she'd bought a house just outside the city and it had a basement, so she could actually not get hurt in the sun. There was enough room that Bear and her few wolves she'd had sent from home had room to roam but not run off, not that any of them would, and she could walk to Kaylee's dorm with no issues. She glanced at her maker and raised a brow, waiting patiently for him to start talking.

Dez kept walking, clenching her teeth against his words. She put him in danger? What about what he'd done to her? She never asked for this. She didn't answer right away, so he kept talking, asking questions about her and her plans. She finally opened her mouth, but snapped it closed again. She wasn't sure why she'd come back, but she knew why she stayed now, what her plan was now.

Dez finally turned and looked at him, "I don't know why I came back, probably has something to do with what you did to me. As for what I'm doing here, I'm trying to make a life for myself, and my purpose is the same purpose as when you attacked me. I'm going to help the wolves." She uttered, then leaned back and popped her back. She hated the emotions that welled inside her, trying to control them so there wasn't an episode. She inhaled and looked at him again. "You know, I never caught your name." She said, palming her cigarettes again.

She figured he knew her name, some weird feeding thing that happened to some vampires, at least that was the lore. She shoved the cigarette in her lips and lit it, then looked back up at him, she didn't have questions persay, just one, but she'd keep it to herself until she knew more about him. Educated guess though? He did it because she was an easy target, tiny brown haired thing that she was, she really couldn't put up much of a fight, though now she'd shoot him in the face and not think twice about it. She inhaled on the cigarette again, green eyes watching him.

Dez stopped and turned to stare at him. "The hell? I have habitats set up at my house, Bear and I establish dominance. I keep them safe within reason. I don't want them hunted anymore." She exhaled a plume of smoke and put the cigarette to her lips again, letting it hang there. "Ric huh? Pretty normal name for a... yanno." She waved her hand and gestured to him.

She just stood there, one hand buried in the pocket of her leather jacket, the other wrapped around the smoke in her mouth. Dez raised a brow at him, "Why all the questions? You trying to understand me or something?" She asked, trying to decipher the look on his face, her mind wandered a bit, thinking about Bear and the two wolves waiting for her. She turned and pushed on toward home. She figured that he already knew everything about her, so she wasn't worried about showing him the way to her new place.

Once they reached the driveway, she stopped again. "You can come up, if you want. But hurt my wolves, or Bear and I'll gut you." She threatened, not sure if she meant it or not, something about him was making her feel more at ease, maybe it was the way he was standoffish, or it was the attitude. She liked his attitude, surprisingly, because it matched hers and that was not something she was used to. She stood at the gate of her house, waiting for him to either say yes or make another smartassed remark.

Dez watched him walk past her, then followed silently as he spoke of IQs and school, then he said something and it clicked, Progress. It was stuck in her mind, more and more often now. She stared at his back as he stopped his ascent of the stairs to her house, she gazed at his face and raised a brow. "Yeah, I'd like to progress, to understand what is happening to me. Maybe...Maybe we can.." She stopped, because the next words were like a death sentence to anyone who got close to her. Maybe we can start over, try to be friends. She shook her head, even before here, even before the 'clinic', back home in Sterling, she'd hurt people. She'd always come out hurting someone. That's why she chose the wolves, why she chose animals period.

Dez looked at him again, "C'mon." She muttered, ghosting past him to open the door and let him in. Bear was there, standing in the doorway in a heartbeat, sniffing all over her, making sure she was her and not one of the others. He whined at her a bit, then his gaze snapped to Ric. Hackles raised, he growled, until Dez put a hand on his head. "Easy Bear, he's good... He uh..Well he's my maker I guess." She muttered to the dog, as if he could understand. Immediately the dog relaxed and disappeared into the depths of the house, leaving Dez to deal with Ric. She turned back to him, "Bear is overprotective. Can't say I blame him, wanna come in?" She asked, then turned and walked down the small hall to the living area to take off her jacket and throw it on a chair.

Once she was rid of the leather, she grabbed the open pack of smokes on the mantel and lit one. She was a nervous smoker, and she was damned nervous now, because the one person she knew in the city, besides Kaylee, had been the one to kill and turn her. She waited patiently, inhaling deep on that cigarette as she felt the first twitches of her condition start to rise.