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When Amnity heard Kuro's name mentioned she looked at the reflection of the man, his violet eyes seemed to glisten as his grin became more and more sinister. She narrowed her crimson eyes dangerously, her first hunch when she heard his velvet voice was that he was a vampire, and this confirmed it. "I know not of who you speak of." Amnity said calmly as she walked to another store window, again she pretended to admire the useless clothes and coats women these days are just dieing to have.

In her head she tried to assess the situation without making it look obvious. Whatever or whoever this man was, he is looking for Kuro and she would never give him any information. But how could she elude this vampire without getting into a fight? She came to the conclusion this may not end as peacefully as she had hoped.

Amnity turned her head slightly, she could barely see the gun in the corner of her eyes. Despite the situation, she was eerily calm and collected. "What grievance do you have against Kuro blood sucker?" she asked, using blood sucker as an insult. It would be a better idea not to provoke him, he seems easily intimidated. "What sin has Kuro done to have you search for him?" Kuro was her friend, and she wanted him to know that, even if it means a bullet to her back.

Alasdair pressed his gun against her back; he tightened his grip ready to fire. Alasdair took a deep breath, as if controlling himself. Alasdair was barely controlling his new found rage, and it really was pissing him off that the little mortal was giving him attitude. “The greatest sin of all…Treason” Then Alasdair lowered his head, so be closer to the hunter’s ear, and whispered. “This gun is loaded with a methane bullet; you will die if you are shot by it”

Alasdir then looked to his side and saw a lycan holding a gun to him. It was ironic that a lycan was defending her in the middle of the street. “You would be attracting too much attention if you shot me. And you wouldn’t kill me if you fired right here”.

Alasdair grinned as he kept his trigger finger ready. He felt such pleasure in that type of situation.
“Would you risk her life? Because even if you shoot me…this bullet will kill her. Her body will turn toxic and nothing will be able to bring her back.”

Alasdair began to laugh out loud, knowing that the void will not let him die without having its revenge. Alasdair glanced at the window in front of him and he saw himself, he looked like a maniac. It must be his new blood, he has not gotten used to it.
“You are not a very good poker player...Traitor. I know you will not let her die, you love her. Why else would a lycan risk exposing himself for a human.”

Alasdair knew he had hit his weak spot. Knowing that to fall in love, you must be strong enough to rip through anyone. And that lycan could not rip through Alasdair; he now possessed a pissed off Void and the blood of yet another elder. He had all three vampire races running through his veins, and his blood rage was just about to peak. Alasdair wanted a good fight, since the traitor would eventually come to him.
“Either you leave now, dog. Or you see her die before your very eyes.”

Alasdair grinned, how logical a man that just took out his gun in the middle of the city, and turned a simple chatter into a battle. Alasdair sighed as he decided what to do.
“I pick C. We go into this nice building…and we take care of what we all want to do. Then I will get his location.”

Mephlius' finger hovered over the trigger, until she told him to leave. "I'll see you at Credo, Am?" He lowered the gun, and put it in its holster. He turned to walk away, but stopped. "...Who's location?"