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Meara had gone out for a stroll, mainly as an excuse to enjoy the late summer evening. Despite living here for a year, she was still exploring all the nooks and crannies of town to try to scope out all the best busking spots. Tonight, she turned right out of the 8D Mall and moved off towards the southeast. She wound her way past bars, shops, and a temple before moving into a fairly nice residential district. She recognized one of the bars, it was where she had recently gone to train with the wraith. Getting a better look of it now, she thought perhaps its stoop would be a great place to busk. People around here had to have some money as the houses weren’t run down or derelict.

However, the serenity of the early evening was broken abruptly by the screech of tires and the sounds of an altercation. She turned her head in the direction of the noise, and hurried along that way. As she approached the truck, she let her eyes run over the text identifying the vehicle before they turned to look at the two men struggling with a blonde haired man in white on the pavement. She only vaguely had remembered there was a mental hospital out this way, apparently called Winterbrook Insane Asylum. She watched the struggle for a few minutes as a frown started to crease into her features. Even if the man on the ground was possibly escaped, based on his carrying on, it was no excuse for the wardens to treat him like a common criminal by pinning him to the ground.

Without thinking, Meara walked past the truck and stood a few feet away from pile of humanity on the street. Her fists balled up into little fists as she narrowed her eyes and screamed at the wardens in an attempt to intimidate them.

“Let him go!”

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Kira had so many things running through her head. What would be next at The Majestic Lounge? Songs, dances. Another month it would be October...again. She had been here for 6 years now. Engaged for...3? Now Reggie was all like, so let's start planning this wedding. She understood that 3 years was a long engagement period but he had been missing for a year, in the shadow realm it seemed. She never could track him down. Either the nightmares he had or Warrior within her kept her from tracking him. Though as soon as he got back and they talked for awhile about what happened, the conversation went to the wedding. She had no idea what to do, she knew this would come sooner or later but it still didn't help she was still completely nervous about it.

She had been meaning to say something on the Misfit board. She was going to need help. She really needed Lexy. She didn't know anything about planning a wedding. She told him a handfasting would be better, she at least knew more about them. When asked about her favorite season, she had said spring though winter was also pretty. And the man of course picked winter.

Kira ran a hand through her hair, finally stopping to look around. Where was she? She had been walking with no purpose or place in mind. The commotion caught her attention. They weren't cops so what the hell was going on? Eyeing the car. Asylum? There was still an Asylum here? She suppose she never really paid that much attention. However, knowing there was still an Asylum made her wonder if that's what happened to Nimrod. She didn't think about the man that much but she still felt the need to protect the man. He was more or less a child, even though he was most likely 50 plus years old. After hearing the horror stories of what he went through, she wasn't sure she would trust any Asylum,

She tilted her head as the men got caught off guard by the girl. She grinned, that was pretty funny. She quickly moved over to the group. She grabbed the arm of the man who was about to grab the runaway. "Who gets to say who is unwell? I know a man who is completely harmless but since he was different his family had him locked away at a place like yours...treated him like ****...worse than ****." she growled. "And now he's bleeding.." she added, looking over at the man in white. "I suggest you leave before we have the media and police over the mistreated of a patient."

She would have asked them about Nimrod but she had no idea what his real name was. Although, she wasn't sure if he knew what his name was or if there were any files that said what it was either.


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Meara herself was a little surprised with how effective her powers were becoming. She hadn't expected her demand to be so, well disarming. She took a few more steps forward, putting herself between the man on the ground and his pursuers. Normally the petite woman would have no interest in protecting the stranger, but lately Meara had found she was more willing to stick her neck out. It was the right thing to do, yes? To make humans less afraid of vampires. Then maybe less of them would turn towards the path of the paladin, she thought. So why not show kindness?

She was about to calmly tell them some manner of silver-tongued lies to get them to go away, but Meara realized she was not alone after her outburst. Blue eyes watched curiously as a blonde woman strode over to the wardens, moving to intimidate them in to dropping their pursuit for fear of bad PR. On closer inspection, Meara realized she had met this woman before at the shop. Kira was her sire's dear friend and she had heard all about the performer that way. She however would not say her name out loud, in case she didn't want to identify herself to these men. Meara's pink lips upturned into a smirk as she leveled her gaze to the wardens. "You know she's right, there has to be several business security cameras that caught the whole altercation. You'd be out of a job."

With her argument given to the men as to why they should go, Meara looked over her shoulder at the escapee. The smirk previously worn was replaced with a warm, welcoming smile. "I'm sorry if I startled you. I know a place I can take you to get a fresh set of clothes and some bandages. We can talk more there. Alex won't mind." She deliberately mentioned her sire's name, knowing the other woman would pick up on where she was speaking about and follow them there. She had heard the man's other question, but Meara planned to wait to address that once they were out of harm's way.

Kira watched intently as the guards backed off. They were right though, this man would have records. He got locked up somehow for a reason but maybe it was a dumb reason. She wondered if the records were on a computer, somewhere a good enough hacker could get rid of them. Pushing the thoughts of how to 'clear' the man aside for now, she looked to the other girl.

She grinned when Alex's name was brought up. "Indeed, she won't." she said, the mall also had a first aid station if for some reason Alex didn't have everything. She hoped Lexy was there. She turned her attention to the man now, was there really such a thing as a sane person anyway?

"Are you okay?" she asked, the blood was a worry. The last thing they needed was a vampire who couldn't control their hungry to show up. "My name is Kira. Let's get going.." she said, she started to head in the direction of the mall.

Meara leaned over as Kira spoke to loop her arm through the man’s at the elbow to turn him to head back towards the northwest where their destination would be. She was confident that they could all walk and talk. Meara gave a soft smile as the woman introduced herself, and then let her blue eyes drift up to meet the escapee’s own blue eyes.

“I’m Meara. It’s nice to meet you.” The words spilled over her lips with just the slightest hint of a Southern accent, now discernable that she wasn’t trying to be intimidating.

The redhead was going to stick to surface streets, not wanting to run the risk of the train having cameras that would allow the facility to locate the young man next to her. She wasn’t initially sure why this guy, who seemed to be well, more together than some of the deranged individuals she met while busking, had been in the hospital. That job, while extremely fun and fulfilling, had been very dangerous for her at times. Stalkers, harassment, and the like. Enough to make someone extremely paranoid to the point of madness. So she sympathized with the man’s condition, whatever it was or what caused it.

As they continued their cross-town walk she turned her attention back to the boy. “You mentioned that you thought I understood something, might you elaborate a little bit?” Meara inquired, gently, so she could get at what the man meant when he spoke to her at the outset.

She listened with great interest as Oscar explained his theory about time. What a profound statement, Meara thought to herself as she contemplated the truth in his words. They did not age, at least not most of them, though Alex told her there were variants within the species that did age, or de-age. But for the vampires bent time, space, the environment, and their own bodies. Meara decided she very much liked his metaphor, and because it was so soundly reasoned, she couldn’t help but think he was likely not insane.

As Oscar asked his next question, she couldn’t help but smile lopsidedly. She had to admit, it was a pretty cool trick what she had done. She was assuming that the thing he was wanting to know if he was right about was if she was different. Meara had never attempted to explain this to a human before, but well there was a first time for everything. Her eyes glanced over to Kira, as if to say here goes, before she turned to Oscar to address his question.

“I am small, but I am mighty!” She playfully flexed one of her waif like arms in jest before chuckling at her own silliness. “But yes, I am different. Maybe not as different as others like me.” She knew that her flavor of vampire was the most human like, and she had passed as human more times then she could count.

“However, as you eloquently described, time and space pay me no heed. But that’s our little secret for now, yeah?” Meara knew full well it was likely a bad idea to publically out herself, despite the ongoing attempts to improve human and vampire relations. She however thought at the young man walking with her would likely honor her request as she had just saved his hide.