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Snaping it out of the air she she made a odd puring-rumbling sound, bones cracking as she chewed the creature. she was carful not to bite the chest, not wanting a mouth full of ash instead of her delicious meal.after a few moments the cracking stopped and she swallowed, licking her fangs and swiviling her head to the side to study the files curiously.

Michael nodded. "Agreed, we'll go to the Cathedral. Father knows me, lets me stay there and work. It's safer than anything else around here." With that being said he started off to mainlands. "Try and keep up darlin."

Kirai's rage suddenly calmed, her persona taking control over her shadow. Examining the area around them, she realized, We're at the asylum... Looking at V, her expression was soft, curious, and hardly defensive. The flesh on her face finished healing before his eyes. "....I do feel your suffering. Why do you assume I myself have not had to know how it feels to go through hell? To live in it...?" It was pointless trying to reason with him.... actually, she was not going to call Phantom out in the first place. But, after hearing him say all this, she could feel his pain... almost as if it were her own. Not to mention, she heard his heart beat, amongst all the noise, slowly getting slower with more power he used. She felt sick, but avoided showing it or paying it any attention.

Kirai looked down at the ground, coldly, emptily. For a split second, she felt a voice inside her, chase after him. But then, like the snuff of a candle, it died just as suddenly as it has lived.... a shallow life, hardly as noticeable as a fruit fly.... but she had felt it. Following after V, Kirai let her voice be heard in his head, as to not draw attention to them. Walking into the dark, she thought, I don't want to fight you... just as you live to kill people like me, I once lived to kill, to kill killers.... then to kill my husband, who had taken everything away from me. My soul, my existence, my life, my future... I've never killed a person who did not deserve it. I can see a person's heart, so when I said I knew your pain... I had already seen everything you just told me. You're heart was screaming it out, and it was hard to ignore. Please, let us speak... if you still want to kill me once we are finished, we can both take a rain check. But I can feel your heart beat, and even if you have nothing left to live for... just live, at least for now... all you ever have to do is survive the day, right? She looked like a beautiful porcelain doll tossed aside in that dark room... hearing footsteps, she stepped deeper in the darkness, and closer to V, so as to not be seen.

Kirai looked up at him, and stood to greet him. After a moment of silence, a sad smile appeared across her dimly lit face, the sound of water drops hitting the cement floor in the background. "How... can I fight someone I can relate to? I could only wait, and hope to speak more with this person... maybe it is for self gratifying gain, however, even if you still wish to kill me after this, I'll have no regrets having waited for you." She bit her lip slightly, looking from him to the ground, upon dead rat skeletons in the corner that had been swept aside.... no, she didn't care if he still wanted or tried to kill her after this. If she died again, that would be her own fault, and no one else's.

"....Please tell me what you think of me, so I might at least have a chance to allow the truth of the matter to be spoken.... If it is actually heard, on the other hand, is entirely up to you." Kirai calmly looked back up at him, her expression and eyes perfectly empty and stark, as though her face were made of glass and porcelain, like a mask... except, this was her true expression. Humanity was the only mask.

Kirai let out a sigh, "Alright..." Letting out a shaky breath, she started. "I was raised alone by a man whose name I never knew... I never even saw another human like creature until I was a young lady. No family, no friends, and homeless... It was a long while until I realized I was a strigoii, and that I was not a human, as I had always believed I was. Until then, I had worked as a member of the old Red Cross Society, a devote follower... when they too found out what I was, suddenly none of that mattered anymore. A price was put on my head, and they hunted me. Shortly after, a man named Edward Grey took control, and things changed... but my mind was already set." Placing her hand against the cold, damp cement wall, Kirai continued. "Their goal, fighting for the good of humanity... was just a cruel cover up. They were murderers, they fought and executed others based on something as trivial and uncontrollable as species. I met a girl named Kenomi, Envy... and joined the Black Cross Society, quickly being put upon the top seven who ruled over it, as Wrath. There, in this time that we were fighting to destroy the RCS, whom had hunted and persecuted us, some of us lycan, some of us vampire... I met the only person whom I had ever even formed a friendship with. His name was Doctor Avarice, he was entitled as Greed...I believe you know him as Dr.Rosenthal."

Raising her hand to her neck, choking back any smallest bit of emotion that might slip into her voice, she leaned against the wall, and went on. "I was never taught to love others... or morality, for that matter. Just manners. Him and I bonded quickly... we fought together, laughed together, nearly died a few times together, and eventually even lived together. After the war, and the Black Cross separated, I found myself at a loss. He was an alpha lycan, and I a vampire... I had lost everything I had lived for: duty. I went to Edward to ask him to kill me, seeing as my entire life had summed up to nothing... but another in the group, one whom I had largely hated, Lust, or also known as the great Lord Sergei Latverious, beat me to it. Despite all odds, me and Avarice managed to stay together... we got married, happily, together at last. Another war, this one with Lanius Necro-Inclementia, passed."
Sitting down, Kirai covered half her face with one hand, suddenly just showing... a sort of pain. "I loved him more than anything, I would give anything and everything for him... My entire existence was devoted to him, taking care of our home, making him happy, waiting for him and staying by his side, doing anything I could to help him and to be his confident... Nothing could sway my loyalty or my love for him, nothing. He started going away for days, months at a time... and when he was home, remained in his study. I waited patiently for him, always... Then, after about two years, something happened."

"I waited for him, as always, sitting in the window upstairs, looking out over the landscape, where there is always ice and always snow, in Haven... when I saw him. I ran to greet him, lovingly embracing him... I sensed something was amiss, something was wrong, but I was so in love, so happy to see him after so long, I ignored it. Later that night... he tortured me and took my life."

Falling down to the floor, Kirai pulled her knees up and buried her face in the ruffles of her skirt, taking a deep breath, hiding any tears and anything from her voice, and from V's eyes. "I awoke, having forgotten who killed me... only remembering the pain from hours upon hours of hell. Weak from blood loss, in desperate fear, I stumbled, using all my strength, crying out trying to find my beloved Avarice. I found what I believed to be his body... in the garden. Edward Grey found me shortly after, bleeding out, near death, cradling what I believed to be my dearly departed husband in my arms... staining his blood-drenched shirt with tears."

Kirai looked up at V. "I lost my soul that night... what you are speaking to is a body, a memory made of flesh, of what I once was. My soul attached to Avarice... I have no emotions, other than those I felt at the moment of my death. If I were to die today, if this body were to cease to breathe... my soul and I both would vanish." Laughing silently to herself, Kirai closed her eyes. "There is so much more to this... I've given you the short version. I apologize."

Kirai stood up, and nodded her head. "Yes... that sounds good. And V... I hope things go better for you." Her face showed almost a pity, mercy, maybe. "I truly wish they do, despite what may occur." Kirai had two very separate sides of her... one of empathy and kindess, as well as humility... and the other being vengeful, violent, and cruel. Sometimes, especially more recently... it was hard to find a balance between the two.