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Kraehe smiled.
"Yes." she said.

"Good... Could you go up stairs to Rogue's office? I'll be up in a minute." Valic said staring at the angered women. "I don't know, who cares, and you the hell do you think you are?" Valic said walking up to the women.

"Alright." she said.
Kraehe walked up stairs and sprinted down the hall, finding a door with a label. She stood infront of it and waited for Valic.

"Now hold on just a second here, I-have-a-gun-and-am-going-to-order-people-around-guy!"

Kashkin had been standing in the doorway, a cheeseburger in one hand (half eaten). He walked in, sweatshirt on, concealing all kinds of goodies for the just-in-case scenario. He stopped relatively far away from everyone, opposite of the man who was "in charge" [Valic].

"Just who do you think you are, ordering people around via violence? Normally, I wouldn't care if you are a terrorist or what-not. To be frank, I think they get jobs done much more efficently than police or politics. However, I need to talk to that woman... along with a few others. I need them alive so they can respond. Talking to dead bodies doesn't usually seem to produce many answers, now does it? Very inconvenient indeed."

Kashkin was actually annoyed. Why? He didn't know. Maybe it was the hostility in the room. Perhaps the smell of blood which lingered around his nose. Who knew? Maybe someone put one too many pickles on his cheeseburger, and it was just pissing him off. It could've been anything.

"I also wanna talk to you, buddy. You're on my list now."

He pointed at Valic. He wanted to know how he forces an extremely dangerous and powerful vampire out of her own bar and familiar territory. That sure as hell couldn'tve been easy.

His neck moved from side to side, cracking. He then stared through the pure black hair that covered a good portion of his face. He stared, unblinking, infuriated but calmly, at Valic. Kashkin then said in an unual, out of character tone, "Who do you think you are."

People who had known Kashkin for quite some time would have had to do a doubletake to make sure that it came out of his mouth. Normally he would go up and try to shake hands with a wearwolf or something anyone else would think suicidal.

Kraehe got the telepathic message and sighed.

Takiko's dark eyes glared at the man, not once leaving him. Even as he strode over to the man she saw earlier. With her hands tightly in fists, she fought the urge to walk right over to him, and hit him as hard as he could. The way he spoke, the words he used, they made her sick. If he was really part of the vampiric race, if he was really an important part of Takiko's bloodline, she would rather be considered a traitor. This guy was scum.

Takiko looked at Crow, so many emotions overwhelmed her. First it was a tightening in her stomache, commonly known as anxiety. Then came happiness for seeing him. Lastly, her conversation with the vampire elder, Kyrre. It was clear on her face there was an internal conflict going on. Her instinct of being a heartless killer told her what she knew what she would have to do. What Kyrre had told her to do. But the love she told Kyrre she did not feel conflicted with the instinct.
"Crow.." Her voice was a mere whisper.

Takiko's knees shook as she walked towards him. "I guess you could say something happened..." Her soft voice rang out clearly. Every step was slow, with shaking knees it was hard for her to balance. Standing just a foot or so from him, Takiko's dark eyes gazed up at his for only a moment. Before she could no longer look at him, her eyes directing themselves to the ground again. "Kyrre..." Was the only word that came from her lips, just a mutter.