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Coming in from the park Myyth ran easily, with her head down. She knew where she was headed, and if a few people saw an odd looking "dog" running about, so be it. She was headed for a bar she knew of. Finding the odd person suitable for feeding on wasn't hard, since they seemed to kick out a surpirsing amount of drunken people.

Out the back door no less.

Apon arriving at the bar, it took Myyth a few minutes to find a guy staggering down the ally, drunk as a skunk. Walking over to him she wagged her tail and played nice for a bit, until he was at ease with this unusual dog. Once he had gotten down to her level to better pet her it took her only a singel movement to sink her teeth into his fore arm. It was slower to feed this way, and in this form, but she didn't have many choices. And although he'd be left with a nasty bite mark, he'd also be alive.

After a minute or two the fellow passed out and she finished feeding in peace. When she left he was still breathing, and she thought he'd be alright so long as no one else fed off him. Without looking back Myyth ran off into the night, she still had a few things to do.

She continued walking as Eihwa spoke. She occasionslly hopped a distance between buildings, her mind working. "The only reason I would follow you was because I was tracking the male vampire you were with in the limo, Boris, I do believe his name was. Then I began tracking the new man you have been riding around in limos with, Jacques. I bacame interested in you because of your seeming fascination of men with limos. You have grown, from the time you were thrown from the vehicle. And I admit you are no where near as stong as I am, but you could use a few advantages against me if we were to engage in battle, though I think that will not happen. On that subject, place the blade away. I need not take out my own to show you, must I?She spoke with a cool sense of rage. She jumped lightly down to the sidewalk, walking about twenty paces behind the girl. She had a prefect veiw of her and would know if she tryed anything stupid.

~ Eihwa puts the blade away as she laughs apologetically; "I see, please excuse me if I had seemed rude."
She hadn't put two-and-two together on the subject of men with long vehicles before, and she now realizes her apparent fascination with them. Eihwa's mellow laughter exudes transparently through the air, drifting unladen toward the sky as her right hand rubs the back of her neck.
"It's nothing short of conincidence I'm sure, and I thank you for noticing I suppose."
She repositions herself to face the woman appropriately as they speak. "You know more about them as I do probably. Perhaps the reason I could be, essentially, drawn to Boris and Jacques, is their brevity." Eihwa's eyes of green and brown fall idly to the window of a furniture store, her bubble of focus sustained throughout. ~

Pericing blue eyes scanned the city from the distance. The ethereal orbs seemed dance around in their own fashion as they appraised the collosal city. "So this is New York," came the soft voice of the slender figure. Daragio sported thick blue hair which ran slightly past the lines of his eyes. It danced about his face as he finished his appraisal of the city. A slight smile curled onto the demon's pallid lips as he took a step down the sidewike. He seemed to move with a catlike grace. Daragio's strides were long and his footfalls were silent.

The demon made his way to New York, a place of must wonderous (at least in his mind) oppertunities.

The demon continued on until he found himself standing before the front door of his destination: the demon hideout. His lurid skinned hand reached into his right pocked and retrieved the same piece of paper. His blue eyes scanned it once again. Nodding in approval, he slipped it back into his pocket and pushed the door in. He silently walked inside.

(exit)

Mina made her way into the city returning from her little "vacation." Being kidnapped isn't the most exciting thing to participate in especially considering you are the one they have an eye on. Gladly returning to the city that never sleeps she made her way to Central Park. No better place to be at this time of night.

Before going to the park Mina was going to need to get a few things so she went where needed to go, a strip club. Sleezy, right? Considering that she is "buddy-buddy" with the owner and has a few things waiting for her it isn't that bad. The only way you knew about this place was if you had the strangest of friends or just undead ones. Making her way through a series of back allies she finally set foot into the club.

Going past many customers, Mina had her fair share of advances. Catching eye of the owner she confronted her with a happy grin painted on her pale face. Hands clasped behind her back and strutting with a sense of innocense she hoped to pull of the look.

"My, my. If it wasn't Temptress. What is it that has been keeping you from my home all this time? Having fun with out me?" A large grin passing her lips and a light laugh escaping them to fill the air about them with a soft warmth.

"Oh, and if it wasn't Enchantress. More or less, I was taken out of no where. This club is where I would have rather been and the fun I had is none of your consern. Do I always ask you about unplanned 'events'?" Mina asked wish cheer seeping through her pours.

She grabbed Mika with all too much joy. They held their embrace and giggled as they did a joyful dance in a circle. To end their meeting they kissed one another on the cheek and held their hands as well. Smiles beaming to the other and gave an understanding nod and headed to the backroom. Mika fished out the keys and unlock all three that held this door closed.

Mika lead the way in and held out a guiding arm. Mina followed without question and continued to her possessions. With her back turned, Mika locked the door and hung the keys next to the door. Mina on her knees before her belongings looked for somewhat of a sweet dress to wear. Finding what seemed to do the trick she stood and turned to Mika. The dress was held in both of Mina's hands as she held it to her body.

Giving Mina the approving look she was hoping for she smiled and reached out touching Mina's cheek. Mina's expression became softer as she turned her face to the hand that was now stroking her cheek.

"Oh, how I have missed you Enchantress," Mina said while she placed her dress down on a near by stool. "Think I will be needing some assistance with my change of dressing. I had a little too much fun I guess. I will need you to dress some of my wounds."

"You were wounded?" Mika exclaimed softly with an increasing look of worry crossing her face. "What exactally was it that you did?"

"That is no longer important. Please, I only ask for your help, that is all."

And with that the two of them conversed and helped Mina get into her little dress. The dress was all black and ended before the knees. It was loose to the body but still showed off her curves. She wore simple slip-on shoes commonly found amoung the working world. Her hair lay loosely tailing down to her knees like golden waves atop a pale slender body.

A single black ribbon was tied around her neck with the bow facing her neverending river of hair. The neckline to her dress was a high scoop to not even show the least bit of cleavage. Her sleeves reached down to mid-bicep, but she wouldn't be any warmer with longer sleeves. Mina was set for the night and took her leave to finally go off to the park.

Before leaving the room of many locks Mina turned her head to look over her shoulder to see her friend with faint eyes. Looking down and turing around she faced her Enchantress.

"Mika, may I stay the night," Mina asked softly into her ear while holding her chin," with you?"

Mina turned to the tear-streaken face and laid a gentle kiss on the soft lips before her. Burning eyes met the ones with similar feelings across from them; a connection was made. The next kisses to follow burned with passion and unfulfilled desires. Temperatures were rising and everything from there was sublime.

So... this was the splendorous city of New York. Willlow had never really been within many cities, and none so large as this one...nor as grand. And to think, all of this made by human hands. It was overwhelming enough to know they had surpassed the immortals in knowledge by creating such wonders as the lightlbulb. But this, this sight would most likely hurt the pride and egos of the eldest of her kind. She knew it hurt hers. Though older than most, Willow was still a rather young-looking demon, with the body of a human 23 year old woman, and the mind of a slightly mad soldier...with maybe a small dab of wisdom and kindness here and there.

So far, she had avoided entering the city, but now she was prepared, and so she trodded across the "cement jungle" as she might call it. With her tail hidden beneath the trenchcoat, and her ears smushed under a berret, Willow looked around, noticing the all sights and smells that the city had to offer. Though not always pleasant, it was at all times interesting. Stopping every now and then to look through windows or listen to a street musician, she came across a small eatery and ventured in. She sat down at a table, and ordered a glass of water and a steak. Medium Rare. The food here even tasted better, she found out. Paying the small fee, Willow left a tip and exited the diner, heading back out into the city.

Although one might think that because Willow had lived in the countryside all her life, that she didn't have any money. Quite the contrary. She had earned enough money while serving in various military organizations to keep her alive for at least another decade or so.

With a full stomach, she decided to go for a bit of fun, and what other ways to have fun were there then having a skirmish or two with the locals? Willow moved to a quieter part of the city, putting herself in danger's way as often as she could (walking through allies, walking through gang territories, even going to the trouble of entering abandoned warehouses to find some prey) until she found what she was looking for.

Bridget recieved word that the damage done to the old brown stone was finished and that the additons were now operational. they now had a secure location to live and run ops from. Also She thought the price was way to high for the rooms they were renting.They called for a limo and had themselves driven to thier new home.


((to residental district))