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Kotaru sat perched on a tree in the distance, watching the quiet exchange with a grin on her face. She had traveled further than she ever had in this immortal life of hers, and it had proven worthwhile. Yuki hadn't been that hard to track down, after all - the boy was so beyond obvious with his movements - and she could easily keep an eye on him while concealing her presence.

Her long white hair flowed in the light breeze, and her red eyes all but glowed in the darkness. Kotaru was wearing little more than a white sundress, but she didn't feel the cold of the night. It was, however, far less decadent than she cared to appear, and longed for the time when she could change into something far more suitable to her status.

Although she had no mind reading powers of her own, she knew her brother's thoughts dwelled on this 'Koori' woman, and, were it not for her decades of self control, she'd have snapped the branch clean off the tree in rage. ...that said, the branch would come out of this encounter a little worse for wear, with obvious dents in the form of clutched fists. She wanted, needed, craved going down there and claiming Yuki for her own...and potentially taking away the one bystander who knew of his return to this idiotic school.

But...she would wait. Her father had told her of the merits of laying in wait, the thrill of the chase, and...what lay in store for her blood-brother. If she could hold off announcing herself now, the fruits of her endurance would surely pay off later.

'You just wait, Yuki...you will be mine.'



[OOC: Just let Kotaru be for a bit~ I just wanted to introduce her for play later. I've not quite figured out what I have planned for her just yet, and it wouldn't do for her presence to be called out just yet!]

Yuki noticed the boy had tensed ever so slightly, but had a feeling there wouldn't be conflict this evening...at least, not between himself an Austin. "Yes, I should think so." Yuki murmured, as politely as he could muster, making sure to not inhale the mortal's scent. A faint whiff slipped past, however, and his throat burned at the firey sirens call. He quickly put a pale hand over his mouth and nose, and muttered a quiet apology.

It took all of Yuki's strength to not lunge at the vial. Blood, delicious, life-sustaining, glorious... He tensed, he refused to dive at it like an animal. He'd had enough of animals, enough of his kind eating what they wanted, when they wanted, who they wanted. Yuki liked to think he had a bit more class than that.

...still...

The vampire reached over it to it, as calmly as he could manage, but it was still a quick, lustful motion, very greedy in its speed. He managed out a sharp, quiet word of thanks as he succumbed to his natural state. He sloshed Austin's blood down into his mouth, his tongue rolling over it wildly, his eyes glazing with satisfaction.

...but it wasn't enough, this minor amount of blood. He'd downed it like a shot of cheap vodka without realizing it was all he'd get. It only furthered his bloodlust, and it would only be a matter of time before he actually snapped. Still, he could return to being the rational creature he was for now, only temporarily. At least he was no longer burdened with the task of not killing the boy.

"Religious zealots, you said?" Yuki asked, resuming the conversation as if nothing had happened. "And why did she head to the Underworld?"

"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind." Despite that, Yuki downed this vial like a shot as well, but it was a bit more filling than the last. Enough to be rational, enough to have a wander around the campus and see what's going on here at Tenshi...enough to see if...if she'd still be here. Austin might know - he seemed to know a lot of things, Yuki noted - but even if he'd had the nerve to ask, the answer might be worse than not knowing. Even if Koori were here, she might not want to see him - she probably didn't - and he knew he couldn't face that. His eyes darkened for a moment, as her face came to mind again.

"Ah, right. Glissa might have her hands full when she returns, then" 'If she returns.' The vampire added mentally, filing the information at hand away. Glissa's family business never seemed to be a lovely, heart-warming experience. The zealots would prove no danger to himself...hopefully. Once Yuki had properly fed, at any rate. Once he could be sure he was in complete control of his actions. He held his hand out, a small grin playing on his blood-tinged lips. "I'm Yuki Ketsueki, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The vampire sighed, he hadn't been asked this in a while. "It's been over two hundred years. I stopped keeping count after that...it's not been more than three hundred, however." Yuki returned his hand to his pocket. Everyone he'd known recently had already known that...nearly everyone. The last person to ask had been... He sighed again.

"That's a fine aim you've got there," He noted, as Austin disposed of his cigarette's remains. "I suppose I can see why you're at this school - or, rather, what was once a school." Mind, having a good aim was one thing, it was the discretion on its use that mattered in Yuki's opinion. He briefly hoped the boy wasn't one for causing trouble. Not that his opinion mattered much these days, not since becoming an outcast within his own realm. "At any rate, might I ask what you're doing out here, so far beyond twilight? Someone your age should probably be in bed." The vampire teased lightly.

Kotaru frowned, her platinum hair wafting around her in the light breeze. That boy, that lowly human, shouldn't have been able to notice her. He hadn't been that subtle with his psudo-psychic abilities, and the young woman hadn't expected him to be quite so...astute. 'Still,' She thought, 'I wasn't hiding as carefully as I could've been. Perhaps I wanted this to happen.' She smirked to herself and leaped gracefully from her branch, landing a few feet from the boys.

"Greetings brother." She said with about as much warmth as a snake would to his dinner. "I see you've already made friends with the local dirt." She shrugged, a strap of her white dress slipping off of her shoulder. Kotaru didn't regard the human boy beyond that - after all, he was just the food supply, nothing sentient about him beyond his supposed minor abilities. She suspected the mortal might want to force this into a bout of some sort - how very civilized, how human - but she knew that Yuki wouldn't let him harm her, regardless of his disdain for her lifestyle, for their birthright, or any of that. 'Yuki is such a softie. I honestly am surprised he'd come to a gruff place like this.'

Austin, unsure exactly what to make of things in the immediate moment Kotaru made her presence known, simply slid one foot back, pulling not more than a foot of distance in this motion. He had one hand in his pocket, but not gripped around any weapons; no, Austin had his hands around his Zippo lighter. If this woman, whom Yuki called 'sister', should become any more hostile than just slinging the word dirt around loosely, then he would be ready for her.
However, this isn't to say that Austin simply sat by and let such a remark go. Oh, no, he couldn't; not an affront to his heritage.
"I'm afraid you've got that last part wrong, sunshine; I'm pretty far from local. I'm just popping through."
Austin said it in a light, corrective voice, as if he were her superior in any aspect of the word and needed not become violent to prove it.
But, having nothing more he wanted to say to Kotaru, Austin used his free hand to pull a cigarette from his pocket, and with the flick of a Bic lighter he had with him, lit it. Nevermind the zippo; If she were to see him remove it she would list it with everything else he had immediately at hand.