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Jadelyn placed her hand on Kamiru's arm, glancing up at him with a soft smile. "I know you want privacy, but you shouldn't be out alone." She arched her brow as she heard some of the women in the bar voicing complaints, her hand tightening on Kamiru's arm. Her skin felt like it was crawling and she almost jumped when she felt something skitter across her foot. Glancing down she noticed a roach running across the floor and she gave a slight shudder. She bit her lip as she looked up at Kamiru, arching a brow at him.

"No, it's fine. Just thinking, is all. You know, I'm not really sure why I even walked out in the first place. I just like wandering out at night. It's relaxing for me." Kamiru paused to catch his breath, and nearly swallowed a fly in the process. He coughed, and then regained his breath. "Where did all of these flies come from...can I help you?" Kamiru said, noticing Sundavar for the first time.

Luca was worried. He knew there was something that just...wasn't right, going on in the bar across the street from him. There had to be something wrong, if not something supernatural - the place was being mobbed by insects! He opened his briefcase, putting the .22's inside the pockets on either side of his parka, and headed towards the bar.

"It certainly is in my opinion." Luca said to whoever it was standing on the curb outside the bar. Wasting no time, he began to introduce himself, "I'm Luca, from the Giovanni Clan...err...family." He silently cursed himself at the slip of his tongue. It would have been a serious breach of the Masquerade, let alone his own Clan values, to reveal himself to any non-Kindred. Out of common sense, he had to assume this man was not

His eyes narrowed, he'd suddenly had one of those fight-or flight responses of a newly Embraced, but kept it under control.

Think Necromancers are evil, do you? He retorted, but realized his didn't actually say anything. He stood in a daze for a few seconds, but quickly recovered.

"So, what's with all the bugs?" he asked.

//Not evil, necessairly. Just annoying. What's so bad about leaving the dead alone?//

"There's a full-blooded demon in the city. Apparently it has control over insects."

His eyes followed the flight of a moth that fluttered around the streetlamp, watching it land and fly again and again before turning his attention back to the people around him.

"We were just leaving this space for a grand tour of my city, if you would like to accompany us," he said, doing his best to appear friendly and succeeding fairly well. "I do not believe you have been decently acquainted with my city, either."

He laughed silently, keeping his amusement to his own mind so as not to offend the newly Embraced.

//It was merely a question, Kindred. I could care less what your Clan does or doesn't do as long as you leave what is mine to me.//

He had no desire to see the dead roaming the streets of his city, but then he did not believe such a thing would ever happen. In the deepest pages of the unread books of law, there was a mention of zombies. In common terms, it banned them entirely, but no one enforced such a law because the officials never knew of any raised dead. They knew very little of anything unnatural.

"Not the park specifically, but I thought it would be a nice place to start. The cemetary is beautiful, as well, but I do not know which would be more suited to our lady's tastes," he said, watching Nightingale for her response.

The cemetary closely resembled that of the Lafayette Cemetary in New Orleans, with towering stone andgels and massive family crypts that had been built centuries ago. At least two had been there before he had been born as a mortal, and that was well over six-hundred years ago. It was not much older than he; the city had been a simple village when he had been mortal.