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"I may have broken the silence, but now it's your turn to start a conversation." She pointed out, smirking arrogantly at him. "Don't hurt yourself though Meph."

Amnity hugged the pillow a bit tighter, but her face stayed stoic. "Because...It's dangerous Mephlius. You are strong, I know it, I've seen it. But still, it was a risky gamble that I couldn't let you take." Her face then became a bit sad. "And...I didn't think you were the kind of person that seeks revenge...It just doesn't seem like you..."

Amnity smiled. "No...it's alright. I'm glad we got a chance to talk about it, if not then we would have kept putting it aside...." Looking around a bit, she also tried to find something to brighten the mood. "Do you want to tear down the vacation house yet? Or do you want to relax some more?"

Alright....Maybe I should rest too." Amnity stood up and gently took the blanket off of the IV stand and the blood pressure monitor over his head. She helped him to his feet and smiled. "Don't hurt yourself." Other than I love you, don't hurt yourself were the worlds that she enjoyed to say.

Amnity watched as he left and smiled, but there was a problem....Damn...now I'm bored again... With a sigh, she laid back down on her stretcher and flashed the flashlight on the ceiling. Making shdaow puppets above her was really the only thing she could really do to keep herself occupied.

After what it seemed like forever, she began coughing again. Before she even got out of the stretcher, a nurse heard her coughs and brought her some pills and a glass of water. Thanking her kindly, she took the pills and drank down the water.

Amnity got up to answer the door, still coughing a bit. Not knowing that it was really Mephlius in the other side, she asked "I think I need more pills nurse...My lungs still-" She opened the door, a look of shock ran across her face when she was that it was Mephlius. "Oh!...Hello Mephlius!" She greeted him with a smile. "You're back so soon. What's wrong?"

"Thats great!....you smell like steak by the way." Amnity pointed out. When she did though, her stomach started growling, it had been a while since she had something to eat too.

"Uuhhhgg.... Damn that hurts...."

It had been Kashkin's fourth visit to the Infirmary this week. Ever since the battle at the Residential area, he had felt drained a little. Almost weakened. He still couldn't piece together all the accounts and such that had taken place. Sure, he blew up a good portion of the building, but he was battleing against a wearwolf and a vampire... at the same time.

Lovers? Could such a thing have existed?

If such a thing did and it really was going on, he would surely kill the lycan who would dare share his heart with a heartless void of a body. Kashkin's pure loathing for vampires did show, and people knew of it. Even Simon, the man Kashkin trusted his life with, could only understand a good portion of the reasoning behind the hatred.

Putting his belt on, Vizury and Gen on the back holsters, he slowly put his kevlar suit back on. The bandages had dried blood on them, but the wounds were mostly healed. Once the leggings and the shirt was on, he put on normal jeans and his favorite sweatshirt. He put two grenades on his person, two knives, and ammo clips, filling his pokcets to the point where they looked normal. He smiled.

"Two days... She'll come to try and get me again..." Kashkin talked out loud sometimes. He could care less what the other Hunters thought of him. He had his own missions and goals, and the group just helped him. Smirking, he stretched a bit, making sure his muscles and such were ready for use. He slowly began to walk out of the Infirmary, thinking about how the hunt for him would start up again. How ironic it involved his own sister.

Kashkin looked around at the other people in the infirmary, checking to see their conditions. One pair stood out, and they seemed to be engaged in conversation (Amnity and Mephlius). Heh. To have people to show interest in eachother during times like this. He shook his head slowly, thinking about how long the peace of the infirmary would last.

"Great, thinking about peace again. There can't be peace with vampires. Hehahahaha.... Now that's a joke."

Kashkin was about half way through the Infirmary, gritting his teeth sadisticly, a smile on his face that a retched demon would normally wear. He was going to bring his sister down this time for sure, even if it involved blowing her to pieces and re-assembling them later.

Damned Vampires.