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Jaden smiled at the girl again and continued sniffing her, prodding here and there with his nose as if this could really accomplish something. It was a pleasantly unique smell that he'd be able to follow from across the city if he needed to. "You take offense to readily to things." he said pleasantly and prodded the silver-eyed girl gently in the stomach with the blunt edge of his claw. "Just take it as a compliment, Japanese schoolgirls are fun." His large tail continued to swish back and forth in a pleased gesture.

Noticing how uncomfortable the girl was Jaden stopped all of his proddings and sniffings and just looked at her and her reactions. She seemed interesting to him, stirring up little memories of another vampire he had known long ago. "I know because I spent a great deal of time in Japan." he said mater of factly. "I've lived mostly trekking across Europe and Asia to keep from getting found. I got to Japan by accident when I was cornered in Siberia at the coast. I swam there and then slept for three days on the beach since I couldn't move. It's an interesting place and I go back there frequently when the urge hits me. I'm less well known there and the population is into so many strange things that I'm usually completely overlooked."
He shifted his weight slightly thinking about what he was doing. It was really pleasant just to have company for once. At one time he had been a complete loner but now... since coming to New York and finding friends things seemed different. Maybe he was just getting soft. Regardless, staying in one spot like this for a long time was a bad idea. His hybrid wolf form was to large to go unnoticed for long and the internal energy he was giving out was far more distinctive to track. He wasn't paranoid that much anymore but being found out and attacked would be a real nuisance.
His body shifted as he grabbed hold of his pants that were almost dry now. He had become very good at transforming over his long life since the seal had cracked, staying out of touch with society was a massive limitation now that he found himself thrust back into it but his powers as an animal were unparalleled. Bones shifted and crunched into a more compact size and muscles pulsed to shrink down as he shrank, fur drawing back into his body and skin lightening in color. The instant he was small enough for it he pulled his pants on though as to save the girl some embarrassment. The whole transformation was over in under two seconds.
Since moving back into society Jaden had been slightly self conscious of his human appearance, though for this vampire girl he didn't think he needed to me as much, she had silvery eyes after all and must sometimes need to hide them.
The first things to always catch the eye were the inhuman qualities he had. Even as a man he was still sporting a black furred tail and poking out of his long and shaggy black hair was a pair of furry wolfen ears. His finger and toenails were longer and sharp as were his teeth when he smiled. Even without these he still would have stood out in almost any crowd.
It was strange but he looked very young, maybe in his late teens or early twenties. He was still fairly tall but not massive. His body was thin but it was a healthy appearance, his form was packed with muscle that still had amazing strength for their diminished size. At one time his face may have been almost feminine, thin and softly shaped, but even without the scars he still seemed older, an aging of the self that comes from seeing things not meant to be seen. The great diagonal slash mark was starkly visible as it marred his features and now more noticeable were the five consecutive slash marks that cut into his right cheek and down his neck. Now that his skin was lighter and without fur the pale white of the scar tissue on his body stood out like inked stories. There were innumerable small ones, tiny light gashes across all of his skin that were light and minor but still the were only part of the canvas. Several large white patches were immediately visible. A great sweeping arc scythed across his lower stomach while a line engulfed his left shoulder as if it had been attached. There were several more of those completely circular scars across various parts of his limbs though they seemed much lighter that that. His left arm was marred by different chaotic patterns of slash marks that seemed to have some strange pattern though one no one could see. Standing out on his left breast was a white star burst pattern indicative of a messy puncture wound from some very large object but after this time it couldn't be said what.
He looked at the girl calmly and smiled again. His eyes were still red though far darker. They didn't hold the glowing vibrancy that the wolfs eyes had but seemed far calmer, almost waiting for the gleaming red to engulf them once more and change.
"You've got to try and be less serious." he said with a smile again. His voice was not the same rumbling primal urgings that had come from his muzzle moments ago but seemed younger and soothing, but still that underlying effect of aging before one is ready was there in the tones he kept. "When we're serious for a long time we tend to forget who we are."

((See, I can write long things too))

Jasie watched him lean over and grab his pants, and her blood began to heat up with the realization of what he was about to do next. She didn’t blush, but she did quite the opposite. Her eyes changed from confliction, into heat and passion… hunger for the slick muscular build, of a human form. Her eyes hungered to see him. As she transformed and changed, she didn’t look away. She watched as his bones shifted and changed, fur fell all around his feet as he shed, along with most of it drawing back into his body. His muscles massively pulsed and shrank to a human size, and then his was left nude and back into his natural skin color… A bronze. (( <--I guessed/picked a skin color, sorry if it's not that color!))

Jasie laughed a bit as she watched Jaden quickly jumped into his pants as if he was embarrassed. He had no need to be, yet she didn’t help in that matter any, with her looking and all at him as well. But she ended up turning her back to him so he could properly be dressed and so on, if that’s made him more comfortable. Yet she turned for two reasons really, for him and for herself. During the whole transformation he under went, she was growing more attracted to him, and she could have easily reached out and touched him like she so desperately wanted to. But she held back her quivering fingers and hands that begged to roam and touch his muscular body and form as if shifted to lycan and human.
As Jasie composed her emotions, pushing them back down before she turned and faced Jaden. Her nails, in her right hand, bit into her palm and had her immediately washing away any and all signs of what his transformation really caused and did to her. As her blood began flowing easily and began falling down her pale creamy palm, and sliding down her finger tips, she smiled at how this worked every time when she was trying to hide her feeling or push them back down and away. Her blood dripped from her finger tips and then violently splash on the flooring, her hearing wasn’t as extremely great as lycan’s, but she could still hear very exceptionally for being a vampire.

As Jasie faced him, her silvery eyes pierced into him, as if she could read every feature and expression on his face clearly, with perfection. She smiled and her eyes stayed on his face, as the last blood drop slid off her finger tip and feel to the ground with a thud. Jasie stretched her palm and clenched her fist, knowing quite well her cuts already healed and disappeared without a mark or shown of anything in it’s recent place. She rubbed her palm on the back of her pants while looked down and as she finished she looked at him with a casually grin. Jasie began roaming his features taking in his looks and appearance. He still was tall, but not as colossal as before, but tall enough for her liking. He looked like he was in is early 20’s and still young, but looks we’re merely shadow’s of what one’s true age is… or at least experienced in the matter, at least. His body was very muscular, yet thin. She took note to all of the lighter and pale white scar tissue on his body, she felt her fingers flexing in wanting to outline and feel their textures, but she resisted the urging need to do so and just looked with eager eyes, that showed nothing but fondness within it’s silvery depths. Ever scar upon his body, made her wanna touch him even more, and when she saw the white star burst pattern scar on his left breast. She nearly stepped forwards, yet she clenched her fist to her side. His eyes showed a different aura of red and she know knew they were officially red, and yet that was a rather comforting realization. But his eyes held sorrow and a mysterious depth of secrets and pain, that only years of suffering had been etched into his soul and eyes, had to have been endured for it to appear like that through his eyes from. His face may have been almost feminine, but his scar’s took that look form him. His face was thin, softly shaped yet he held the look of purely male, with it’s rough textures and shaggy look of a totally stranger. She loved it. His shaggy black hair made her want to plunge her fingers in it‘s thickness, and then she noticed a pair of furry wolfen ears poking out between strains of his thick hair and she smiled sweetly. “How, cute! Maybe he‘ll let me give them a good scratch.” she thought and then grinned. And then her eyes were diverted to a wishing object behind him, and she smiled at she saw his black furred tail. Jaden looked like a little boy awaiting judgment and acceptance, it made her want to run up to him and hold him in her arms with a big hug. As she looked down, her eyes looked over his fingers and toes. And then she shot up to his face and saw his sharp smile. She then wondered how he survived the outside world and it’s judgment mental bullshit… let alone be awaiting her’s so patiently, instead of throwing her aside and hiding in shadows as she has for her entire life. He looked great to her, yet others we’re so judgmental, it sometimes broke her heart for people like Jaden to live in this world, but that only made them stronger a person.
Jasie smiled up at Jaden and her eyes showed no pity or sorrow for him, they looked up at him as if he was her sunshine… well not literally, cuz I’d die, but yeah.

Jadens tail swished again slowly as he watched the girl in front of him. So many things were showing in her movements, tremors in her flesh and the smell of blood. This vampire was stressing considerably over him for some reason.
"You know, I should be going." he said picking up his long black jacket and donning it in one swift motion. "I seem to be driving you up the wall so to speak and I don't need this kind of stress right now." He shrugged as if this wasn't entirely true even though it was. It was very nerve wracking to be around someone that reacted to him in such a way. It had been a very, very long time since anyone, female or not, had not felt fear or indifference to him.

Jaden smiled to himself and let his ears twitch to show his amusement. He would have to keep an eye out for that girl she was really interesting to see. It was almost an ashame that she was so uncomfortable around him, he could have used the company.
Building his strength he launched off into the darkness headed for somewhere else. He didn't know what he was doing yet.

((exit))

Omki stared at her for a moment and then chuckled, which then turn in to all out laughter.
"It's not demonic!" He chocked out between laughter.
A few moment went by before he was able to talk again. He wiped the tears from his eyes and he sighed as well.
"No, It's not a demonic instrument, I use it as a medium for my demonic powers. See my powers have always reacted to music. Depending on the song, I can us my powers to kinda create it. So long as there is music playing around me I have the means to use my powers. Over the years I have found a live performance give my power a little bit more of a boost" He said nodding. He stopped for a moment as he looked at her, "Umm, do you play?" He asked as he watched her handle the guitar with such care.

Omki's eyes grew big when she mentioned all that she could play.
"Wow really?! So are you a Beethoven fan, or are you more of an Amadeus fan?" He asked his eyes seemed to be aglow.
If there was one thing Omki loved it was music and that did not include the pop, rap, or hip hop scene. Sinovia interested Omki more and more by the minute.