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She had watched him dance around, as well as sow up his sweatshirt, though she was into her game on her phone. It didn't take much to amuse her at times like these. She did how ever hear what he said, and muttered a "sure" just as he rushed into the kitchen.

So she did. She chose to close his door for him, sort of an OCD for her.. Doors must be closed, she never slept in a room with an open door, it bugged her.

Smiling slightly from amusement, Delilah found herself a seat and continued her game until he returned back into the living area.

Brick attack was steady on her phone, the ball having only fell past once, and she was proudly on level 10.

((Ho'kay, so I suck at games, though level 10 on that game is GOOD. xP))

Chuckling softly, she closed her phone to place it back in her pocket. Crossing her left leg over her right, she sat straight, hands rested on her left theigh.

"You know, I've not met many people who openly welcome people in their room by leaving the door open, though yes, the game is rather fun."

She did this on purpose, the sudden switch of subjects, though if her identaty was truely known to him, her play on words would stick out like a sore thumb, her reason for openly saying it to him. ((He doesn't know her race.))

She accepted the pizza, though placed it on a napkin. Not knowing why, or that she had done it until she caught her eyes on the oppisite side of the room, though she had glanced back towards the door she closed, then across the room as though studing it. Keeping herself fully composed, she turned her head to allow her to gaze in his general direction, speaking with a slight smile.

"Not to say I'm desprate or anything, though you did happen to catch my eye, which is why I figured I'd ask why you ran off so quickly."

She spoke as though she were completely oblivious of his wounds. If around another vampire and she said something which clued that at all, she knew she would be viewed as near ignorant, or something close to it.

Kashkin smiled, laughing a bit himself. He had indeed run off in quite a hurry, and it wasn't exactly polite to leave a girl standing there. But one question at a time.

"Eh-heh.... Yea, I am sorry for leaving you there alone. I was under a bit of influence to leave, so to speak. Sorry about that." He paused looking at the door, then back at Ciara. "Anyway, about the door, well, I'm not afraid of robbers. You could almost say that this is probably one of the safest places around this part of the neighborhood!"

Kashkin was still smiling, having thankfully covered the shotgun and ammo shells on the table with cloth before finishing the soeing job on his sweatshirt.

Back to conversation though.

"Anyway, again I apologize for leaving earlier on. However, as fate would have it, it's much easier to talk to a person when there aren't hundreds of people around and music pounding in your ears." He took a slice of pizza and started eating, putting on a band which absolutely no one would have heard of (it was a friends band). It was music, a bit metal-ish, but good sounding none the less. He kept the volume low to further hear Ciara.

"So anyway, tell me about yourself. I've only met you today, yet you seem different than everyone else. In a good way of course!"

Kashkin really only did mean it like that. A simple compliment. But hey, it was conversation. Not to mention it was OBVIOUS he was horrible at flirting. Oh well, at least he tries.

(((Kashkin has NO idea that you are a vampire. =P Funny stuff. An elder to boot! Sheesh. What a n00b. He should have learned how to identify a vampire after defeating quite a few. =P )))

She figured she would let him know some of the basics, whether they were true or not was for him to find out, if he could. Where to start.. she thought to herself.

"Well, about me.. Hmm.. It really depends on what you want to know." She paused long enough to off a shrug and take a small bite of, chew, and swallow the pizza she was given."Umm.. Believe it or not, I actually grew up in Greece, quiet an amazing place I must say. I've moved around a lot though. I came here from Italy. So far she wasn't lying, even though it wasn't the full story."Due to the jet lag an all, I've felt more alive at night, and I don't really feel like forcing myself into the day time life, to many people then."Chuckling at the statement, she had just made it clear that she wasn't that much of a people person."Graveyard shift sounds lovely, expecially with schooling, night school seems to be easier to handle, ya' know."

She wasn't sure if it had been him that she told she was from the South, though even if she did, she hoped, or at least figured he wouldn't remember, being as so much was going on.

Pushing that aside, she pushed the spot light onto him. Her history wasn't so much as important as her present, though of course she wasn't ready to talk about her present any more than she had.

"So, tell me about yourself."

Aithne looked at David only for a moment before looking to the side.

"I appreciate your help and your generosity... I really do. Please don't take this badly... but I can't drink that blood."

She knew he would probably think her insane, or childishly foolish, for being like this, her thoughts even sounding to her like thoughts of a madman, but she couldn't take it anymore. It was too much. Her eyes remained on the floor just behind and to the side of David.

Her subconcious actually found it somewhat amusing that she could so easily make the poor vampire so dumbfounded, but her concious didn't care. She shook her head slightly, closing her eyes to keep herself from giving in.

"I know it's not poisoned... it's nothing like that..."

She feared what would happen when he found out what it really was. Would he laugh? Would he scoff at her? She felt stupid, but her resolve came from her pain.

She continued to avoid meeting his eyes, but nodded, confirming his question. She waited for the dreaded reaction to her answer, the laughing, the criticizing, the embaressment that she wasn't strong enough to be a vampire. There were hundreds of vampires in the city's Coven alone, what harm could one less be? No one would even notice.

She wrung her hands in her lap, the only motion she could really still do, her nervousness overwhelming her fatigue. The two things she was determined not to look at being the blood and David's eyes.

Kashkin nodded, paying close attention. He continued to eat pizza without losing eye contact for almost eh entire time. It was, to say the least, interesting. He thought about it for a minute, then descided to tell her a brief truth. Only half the truth. To tell a human that he was a vampire hunter would simply seem... rediculous.

"Well, I gotta say, I've led a pretty uneventful life. I grew up with my parents in the city. They owned a gun shop, and still do to this day. Needless to say, I learned from some of the best." He thought some more. "I grew up normally, lived life to the fullest, got a job at a pizza store, and deliver pizzas at the moment. I'm also enrolled at a private college."

Kashkin smiled, leaving out a few big things, including that his real name was Kevin. No one would know besides his parents and his....

His sister......

........

Kashkin had a strange look in his eye, pain combined with anger, for the briefest moment. If picked up on, it was easy to tell that he was thinking back on a painful memory. That is, if it was even noticeable.

He laughed though, quickly recovering from it.

"Well, the night life suits me as well! I often go to the library to read up on subjects."

Actually, he killed 4 vampires in a local library. It was reported as a murder, and no human knew who did it.

Vampires did though. Word spread fairly quickly about it, and soon enough, Kashkin sent two more packing their bags on a one way trip to hell.

He was gaining popularity. Some knew his name, or heard it from somewhere. However, he wasn't famous like Will or the others....

Yet.

(((Your turn! If you read Kashkin's Bio, which is actually Kevin Vanwingerden, his sister was turned into a vampire right in front of him. From there, she tried turning him too, but he fought her off. She's still alive today, somewhere.....)))