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Orial had to laugh, "I suppose that you could put it that way." Orial walked up to him, keeping himself from touching him. "Don't feel special, Saylis would slaughter her own brother if he was conveinently around at the moment. 'Corse she allready killed him once." he tapped his chin and shrugged, "In all senses of the words, Saylis is simply filled with a bloodlust, to kill anyone. She couldn't give a s**t who it is."

The next night, Fate was out again. But this time, she was strolling the park. Her windbreaker hugged her comfortably with her hands tucked inside its pockets. Her hair was back in a loose and messy topknot. Her shirt, an ordinary maroon, and her pants, long blue jeans. Her black Vans thudded gently on the sidewalk as she headed to the center of the park.
Her head was hung low as if Fate was thinking. However, nothing inparticular was really on her mind. She yawned and sighed. Would tonight be a quiet eve?

As Fate was walking, she felt the presence of another. It was familiar in an unfamiliar way. The being was in slight discomfort. After pondering this for a moment, she shrugged it off and continued onward. It's not like this is an uncommon disposition for a Nightchild or anything.. But at the same time, she could heal them the rest of the way. ..You'd be wasting your time. No one really cares what you do for them. They're just using you for the benefit they recieve from it.
Fate rolled her eyes as a few tufts of hair flipped into them. She brushed the strands back with her fingertips and stopped beside a tree. What else was there to do? And again, another question to go unanswered.

Upon hearing her name, Fate automaticly leapt into the defensive. When she saw it was only Kreigor, she exhaled deeply in relief. "Must you be so loud?" As he approached, she strode to meet him halfway. "People do actually sleep at night, even if we don't, you know." She grinned a little, flashing her pearly fangs.

She grinned. It was nice to have someone to make her smile again.
"Me, calling you?" Fate blushed slightly at the question, but luckily, even with her pale skin, it couldn't be seen well in the dark. "..I don't think so," she lied horribly. "..But then again, I have slept since that time." Her eyes flickered somewhat playfully, but she forced her inner bouncy young woman back in chains. "You know how that is, right?"

Fate was intrigued by Kreig's fangs. They were very..she couldn't put her finger on it..enticing?
"I could guess as much." Fate had heard his thought, but she wouldn't say anything. If it hadn't been such a situation, she would've either lied in a more convincing way, or just went along with it. "Well, at least I am not alone then." Her accent curved every last syllable. When she lacked blood, she lacked the ability to sound American all the time.
"Holding up? Ha," Fate sneered. "Well, I have been quite bored and somewhat lonely, actually." She thought back to the past few days. "Oh, and now that I think about it..I believe I had a run in with a hunter yesterday next to the subway. A close call it was." Fate's eyebrows furrowed for a moment.

"Well of course you're not alone," she smiled.
Fate gasped quietly, and winced at the details. "Heavens..Are you alright?" She examined him from where she stood.
"But heavens no, my experience was nothing of the sort. It seemed like he was interrogating me..and then trying to pick me up!" Fate shook her head and placed her fingers on his cheek. "Are you sure everything's healed?"