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"Who would have thunk what?"
Alex sat down next to Skiaska and ordered a light beer. He had been down in Hunter's for over 15 hours doing research. The time had seemed to pass quickly, but even Alex knew there was a time to take a break.
Maybe I should get some sleep too. I haven't gotten a decent nights sleep in almost a week.

Now, he could have taken a break downstairs, but he had not been socilizing with the other hunters since his return. His time had been spent downstairs catching up, researching, and improving his Halo game; mostly the research. Oh, and sending periodic e-mails to the several groups of people he had encountered in his quasi-pilgramage.

Maybe after I get some sleep, I should go on a hunt. God knows I have not been on one of those for a bit. Hell, I hadn't been on a hunt since i came back to New York. At this rate, I'll start to suck again.

"So, what would I have though?" Alex asked again after a few seconds of silence.

Kiriyama grinned and chuckled."Well lets see here. Ive no family. I could probly get a tux from one of the hunters. You have your family here and can get a dress no problem. How about........tomarrow. That should be enough time by my standards."He said smiling at her. Except it wasnt his usual smile. The one that made him look like a killer. It was an actual one.

Kiriyama nodded and kissed her."Oh and I have the perfact thing for your Kir'Ouse guy."He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a muzzle."He dosent like me to much and I thikn once news hits him were gonna need this."He quickly put it away."Just joking. But we do need to start setting this up."He stands up and looks at her."Why dont you go see Will Ski. If possible I want him to be my best man. I'll go check out the chapel and start arranging things there."He said looking at her.

"Okay, babe. I can see it now... 'Hey Will, I'm getting married! Can you be Kiri-kun's best man?'..." Ski peered at the muzzle with a smirk. "One... Where the hell did you find that? Two... Why do you have it?" She shrugged though, and kissed him goodbye.

((Exit))

(I'm not actually going to post, since Will and Lydia are having fun. Ski's going to go visit Krii'Ouse to see what's up around Hunter's.)

"Heh....."

Kashkin always said that the vampires wouldn't live to see the light of day. The irony that reared its ugly head in his face now bashed in his skull and gave him quite the headache. Daywalkers..... Sheesh. And he thought that they were evil before. Who gave them the right to walk in the light of God?

Obviously, the answer was the ritual. Common sense told everyone that. It also brought other questions to mind. Were there ways to counter the ritual or spell that they cast in the first place? Or were they forever part of the daytime society now?

Bah. Why worry about such trivial things? Now it would be easier to fight them, due to better visibility. Enough bullets would kill any vampire.... At least, they had so far.

His mind was beginning to get lost in thought, yet he shook it quickly back and forth, snapping it back to reality.

Bottom line?

They. Need. To die.

He looked around, his eyes meeting Simon's for a moment.

"Well, as much as I want to stay here and down my sorrows in cranberry juice, I think that I'm going to follow curiosity and go hunting. Shall we?"

With that, Kashkin smiled, leaving the bar and Hunter, rather aware of his pistols on his belt......

((Exit))

Skiaska looked at Hunter with mildly glazed eyes. "Hunter... I need the strongest vodka you have. Please..." Hunter knew it wasn't his job to get involved, so he silently served her a small portion of the drink. Ski growled slightly and pulled a hundred from her pocket. "For the bottle." They traded and she stared at the bottle, worrying her lip. Finally, she took a gulp, shuddering at the bitter taste.

"Happy... Bachelorette-thingy-day... Ah, screw it." She bit her lip hard and forced the blood to drip into the drink before swirling the glass and drinking it... Ski hissed as the pain from alcohol meeting an open wound caused her senses to sharpen. "Yup... Happiness all around..." A sad giggle let itself be known.

Skiaska was silent for a moment, not looking at his eyes. Suddenly, as if the gravity increased, her head fell forward and made a sick sound against the bar counter. "My little brother is a sarcastic, moody, emo, hypocritical, partonizing, controlling, annoying... Little... b*****d." She sighed and took another swig of her drink as she rasied her head. Ski still didn't look into his eyes, offering him a drink.

"He tells me so much ********' bullshit, tells me what to do, and shows me no respect... Kept talking to me about how disappointed I make him everyday. And how I didn't actually love you, that it's primal lust... About how you only want a blood source... That I'm making a mistake..." Her head hit the counter again, and cracks spidered from the blow. Blood began pooling around her head. "Ow..." Ski kept her head down... The pain seemed so far away...

"I-I know, but... It hurts. He has NO idea what he does to me..." Tears fell from her eyes and she chuckled. "Look at me. Jag is right... I am pathetic. I'm sitting here feeling sorry for ymself when I could be getting ready for a wedding, or training." She kissed Kiriyama on the cheek before getting up and apologizing to Hunter about the towel. "I shall see you later, darling."

((Exit))