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The manuscript went over a lot of things. About Michael's life as a kid growing up in Italy. His awakening. About when he started working for the church and the many 'missions' he had done. Of course mission meant ridding the vampires out of Italy, but it was an enjoyable business. It went over his failed marriage to Cassandra Acconci and the pains of the divorce. But on a lighter note, it told of the first time he had met Banshi. How much he had enjoyed being with her over the years. How much he loved her. Finally it came to an end, remarking over his life and how he had spent it. The last words were. "And so another chapter of my life begins with this war. While a part of me wishes that this would be settled peacefully. Another part of me wants to drive my blade though the heart of Viktor Latverious. I'm still not quite sure which one I want more. -Michael Acconci."

"You know I remembered something." Mike said as he brought the two plates of food into the room. It was a simple alfredo pasta that had turned out decently. Cooking would definitely be something he had to work at. "I've never really cooked for you before have I?"

He shook his head and sat down next to her on the bed. "Not to my knowledge. Do you want to talk about it?" As he spoke he handed her a plate and fork. It was true, they didn't really talk much of the past.

Michael remembered something when she said human food and reached into his coat. "I forgot. Earlier today I made a kill and I saved you some." He pulled out two medium sized vials and gave one to Banshi. "Well, go ahead and tell me a bit about your life. I think someone like you would have an interesting one." It was strange how he asked her that. Making it seem like they had just met five minutes ago.

Mike listened and took the information in. "I'm sorry about your loss. I know how hard it is to lose someone close to you, it must be especially so when it's your own father doing the deed." He kinda quieted up after that. Somberly eating the overcooked pasta and letting the sound of clinking metal ring though the air. "We've had some interesting lives haven't we?"

Mike chuckled a bit at the last part. "Remember the night we first met, how had no fricken idea who Lanius or Edward were? Looking back I must have seemed pretty stupid huh? And on that same note, I really don't like Edward, just letting ya know. Entitled little p***k." He was trying to focus in on the good memories to lighten the mood. But when he thought about it...there wasn't all that many good memories.

"Well I think he's a p***k and thats that." He joked, stacking his plate on the nearby desk. "Fine, on a different note. What did you think of my story? Is my writing style any good? Did I forget a comma or two?" Writing was something that he had always wanted to do, but never had the time. He needed to know where he stood skillwise.

((I love it when people make funny spelling mistakes xD My personal favorite was when Kayla said 'It doesn't really mattress'))
Mike brightened up and gave a soft chuckle "I especially liked the bit where I danced on Cassandra's grave. And believe me, I can dance." Still laughing, he grabbed the manuscript and put it on his desk. "And when I met you of course, that is one of my favorite memories. As I recall we spent that night here, cuddled up in the pews." Recalling the night made Michael very happy. He remembered it just like it was yesterday.