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Evas staggered into the city streets. She looked rather distressed and lost. She knew the city wasn't a safe place to be in but did not know where her own feet were pulling her.

Joey walked through the streets with his coat zipped up, hiding the bottom part of his face for the moment. He headed towards the graveyard, as that is where he imagined that Aria's residence may be.
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Takiko seemed to meagerly make her way deep within the City of New York. It was clear something was wrong. A vampire with such stature as her, who was always over-confident, seemed rather distrought. Once more, she had lost the one she loved. First Deo, Now Dark had taken his life. What was wrong with her? Was she cursed to live her meaningless life alone? Only to fight and die. Which sounds like what she needed. To be mortally wounded would wake her from this dream she staggered through. To taste fresh blood of a living creature would open her eyes.

Takiko's dark eyes gazed up into the sky as rain began to gently fall upon her. If she was crying right now, it would be unnoticable from the rain that ran down her cheeks.

Takiko's head turned slowly towards the boy. "Hello." She said with a smile.
"Hey there..." The boy had replied to her, disregarding the fact that beneath her lips were ivory fangs. She walked over to him, slowly. Her hips swaying with every swift step she took. The rose red lips of Takiko's met the boys lips. He was surprised, but welcomed it. Only was the boy worried when her slender weapons, hidden under her lips, reveal themselves. Her crimson eyes glowed with hunger. A snarl passed her lips, her fangs extended as they sank themselves into his neck.
Moments passed, seconds is what it felt to Takiko, an entire life time as it felt to th boy. Every drop of his blood left his body, feeding the ravenous vampires thirst.

It frightened her to see something pass her when she finished off the boy. The body was now limp in her arms. Slowly, she lowered the body to the ground. "Poor boy. He was cute too..." Takiko thought as she tossed the body in a nearby dumpster, throwing her nearly empty lighter in with it. As Takiko walked away, the dumpster caught on fire. It was such a sudden fire, dogs began to bark, a car alarm began to go off. And just what Takiko feared. Three cop cars pulled around her, surrounding her.
Though fear was visible, a smirk replaced the fear on her face. Silently, she let them handcuff her. Takiko even walked to the car.
"Officer... Please... Let me explain." Takiko said in an innocent voice. All the cop did was look at her, gazing at her Crimson eyes. "W-w-what are you?"The police officer asked in a fearful voice. Takiko silently cursed her ignorance that her eyes were still crimson.
In a matter of seconds, everything was dark. Shadows had consumed all the light. The joys off being a voidmaster, an easy escape. Though a few of the cops were smart enough to fire a few rounds into the darkness. By that time, Takiko was already forming into the darkness. The bullet lodged itself into her arm, before she managed to escape.

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*Having left the graveyard to explore the city only long enough to find her a place to board, she ends with success. Finding herself one of the top hotels in the area to board for at least a month, a long enough time to cut herself some sort of a deal. Paying half a little over the fourth upfront to get her key card, she found the desk managers looks amusing; He bought her tragedic story of her long travels from the South and gave her a bit of a sympathedic discount as well, pleasing her enough that she allowed her fake smile to have an authentic taste to it. Leaving the lobby to head up the stairs to her room, elevators never been on her list of favorites. Finding her room, pleasingly on the top floor, undoubtfully the most expensive suite in the building, room S713. Swiping the key through the lock, she twists the door knob to open the door. Shocked by the exquiset expance which filled her few, just as she requested. Lavish dark carpeting with near matching walls which play host to quite a few historic paintings. Furnished with velvet black coughs and relincers, as if it were meant as a comfortable meeting area, the bed room in the back, knowing it was not prepaired yet to her statisfation, she knew it would do, her spoiled ranking would have to yet again, as she has begun to become accustomed to, shunned. Kicking the door closed as she shakes her cloak off, droping it with the key card half way through the room. Sheding off more clothes until she was down to her basketball shorts, which she wears a different pair with each pair of jeans she wears unless they are too tight for the shorts, and her black silk tank top. Having already kicked her shoes off, she sheds off her soaks as well, throwing herself onto the soft bed. Keeping her eyes open only long enough to watch the sun peek above the horizen, then close the heavy, deep crimson curtains. Once laying flat on her chest with her left check pressed into the silky comforter she slips instantly into a deep state of dormancy.*

*Elle starts walking the streets of New York and starts looking at all the new faces around. She passes a few shops and finds a nice small cafe. Elle sits down on the table and asks for a glass of Merlot wine and a few small pieces of chocolate to accompany the wine. The waitress appears with the order and leaves. Elle takes a few sips of the wine and takes a few bites of chocolate. Elle contemplates the strangers in which they will become her meal for the night.*