Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Kaei could hear his voice, and she could now feel his aura...warm as it was filled with some joy. as her senses somewhat returned to her, her vision went back into focus...and the diziness subsided.

as he picked her up, she asked quietly to be put down when they were walking past Rith. her rage was so strong at the moment...that it seemed as if she had no emotion at all. it was almost a pure evil notion what she did next.

she touched Rith now feeling his slowly fading aura...for what it really was...without its magic. so scared...so angry. she smelled his jacket on up around his neck, and looked into his face a moment...almost with a catlike grace or damnation. she bit into his neck feeling his now rich blood pour into her system, replenishing what she had lost so much of the night before. she stopped before killing him though...and Cady could very well tell and...she could feel the shock move through his aura...her senses hightened...

she took a nail and slit her wrist and pulled it to Rith's mouth. he couldn't really tell what was happening and slowly took the arm drinking almost unconsciously.

she then pulled away quickly and got up. she was satisfied for he was the very thing he hated most. Cady and Rogue left him there...and for the moment Rogue was what she was. she had taken from Rith. she had taken his old life. if he chose to embrace the new one...it was his choice...but knew he might find his damnation.*

*His arm made her feel safe...though she never felt the need to be afraid....*

"A full meal would be nice. though i've been a bit worse for wear."

((exit to CITY))

*I stretch and rub my neck to relieve the soreness of inactivity away. I stop my movement, and my eyelids widen in shock. My fingers were lingering over two scar marks on my neck from puncture wounds.* "No..." I say quietly. *I run my tongue over my teeth from back to front. It catches on teeth that were larger than they used to be.* "No..." I say slightly louder than before. *I scramble to my feet and put my hand to my side, feeling for a wound. My searching fingers find nothing but scaring tissue.* "NO!" I shout. "I can't be one of them! This was supposed to be my death! Why couldn't they have just left me for dead?" I say as I slide along the wall to the floor again. The cold, comforting floor. *I start to sob quietly into my palms, realizing what they made me.*

*I nearly fall down the stairs when I reach them. If it weren't for me holding onto the railing, I would be lying at the bottom of the stairs with my back broken. But as my foot overjudges the distance and my weight shifts foreward, my instincts force my hands to tighten on the rail, lowering me to a sitting postition on the top step.* "That was a close one. I can't act like I did before when I could use magic." I remind myself. *I slowly and cautiously make my way down the steps, always keeping a frim grip on the railing. Once at the landing, I reach out to the wall and use it as a guide to stumble around the building to find my bedroom.*

*After a restfull sleep, I decide to get to work.* There's no use in just lazing around. *I roll out of my bed and walk into the main warehouse area guied by the wall. I stretch out my senses as I remove myself from the wall connection. I hear the drip of water from a pipe echo through the empty space, forming an image in my mind of the topography of the room. I smell the dried and caked blood of the dead soldiers that were once under my command. Their bodies shadow in my mind their location, giving more detail to my mental image. I reach out my hand for my gun across the warehouse. I step towards the shadow of it from the echo of water. The gun starts to vibrate on the concrete floor. I step forward again, the gun slides slightly to me, screeching against the ground.* Hmm... being a vampire might not be so bad after all. *I stop moving and feel my senses snap tight. The room is made clear in the water-drop echoes, the gun flies across the warehouse to my outstretched hand. I grab the handle of the gun tightly in my palm. I smile my contentment and start on a long training regiment.*

*I hear footsteps echo in the warehouse from outside. I ignore it and continue my work underneath the Hummer chassis. I realize that I don't have the strength to fight with my new-found powers.* I don't know what I need... *I think absent mindedly as I tighten a bolt on the engine.*

*My nose feels the tickle of smoke as my hand slips off a wrench. The force of the slip sending my head pounding against the metal frame, echoeing in the warehouse.* "OWW! Jeez, that hurts." I say as I rub my head. *I lift my hands, making the Hummer roll onto two wheels as I slip out from under it. I let the Hummer go to the ground and the shocks accept the weight of the metal body. I remain lying down on the floor to rest, the lifting of the Hummer draining the last of my energy.*

"Who's there?" I ask aloud. "Whoever you are, you might not want to smoke in here, there is leaked gasoline in some places on the floor."