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Fate blushed abit deeper, smiling slightly. "Then how about the demon having a little satisfaction with his Vamp, hm?" She grinned abit and stroked his leg before rolling off the bed with a single sheet wrapped around her slender figure. "It's the New Year, and we didn't even celebrate." Her eyes twinkled mysteriously. Fate leaned over and nudged Kreig with her forehead gently. "What do you say?"
Her delicate fingertips brushed some hair away from his ear as she spoke softly. "Not to mention we need to remember how long we've been together. Do you know?"

((The months went from Oct. - Jan. lol))

"I really don't know.." She watched him quietly, backing up abit as Kreig stood. "Maybe dinner and something, you think?" Fate blushed slightly.
She guessed what her darling might've had on the brain, but that was one of her last thoughts. Fate was far too shy, though she knew she was untouched and clean.
"Wow, so you're one of those that actually keeps track?" Fate smiled with delight, and if not for her sheet, would've hugged and kissed the man with praise.
"That's exciting. You sure know how to keep a girl happy." Her eyes glinted as she edged away slowly for the bathroom, pausing occasionally in case he spoke.

"Oh do you really?" Fate kissed back sheepishly, smiling and practicly floating to the next room. "That's so sweet, Kreigor."
She closed the door to the bathroom and let the sheet fall. "I'll be waiting then. I hope to be surprised!" She smiled at her reflection, just the thought of him making her bouncy as a school girl.
Fate put her hair into an updo with sticks and stepped into the shower. She listened for the door to slam as the warm water caressed her curves.
"Oh wait," she muttered, "I have no door.. Foolish." Fate smirked and began to bathe.

((I'm out.. Don't be a stranger! <3))

Atraea entered the Residential District, hoping for some fun. Maybe kill a hunter or two, who knew? It seemed so quiet though; to anyone without her abilities, it would be impossible to tell if anyone wast there; however, Atraea, being one of the psychic vampires, could easily tell if someone was there. No one interesting... yet.

Fate stepped out of the shower quite a while later. She wrapped up in a towel and poked her head out the door. Kreigor was gone, as she'd suspected.
Sighing, she hurried across the room and peeked into the hall. "No one out there," Fate muttered. As silently as she could muster, the Vampire telepathicly lifted the busted door from the floor and shifted it into a snug fit. The last thing she needed was someone else barging in.
She shuffled to the kitchen, clutching the fluffy towel around her pale figure, and began to fiddle with the coffee maker. Once the coffee had begun to brew, Rochelle returned to her bedroom and began to dress.
A random thought came to mind. I could use one of those..oh what do they call them..cellular phones? That would make her world a simpler one.
She finished dressing and pulled her hair from it's pinning as she returned to the kitchen. Fresh Foldgers bubbled and dripped into the pot, and she sighed at its aroma. "I wonder when Kreig'll be back.."

Takiko was still holding his hand when he fell. Which, added to the fact she barely had any balance as it was, she tripped too. Except she landed right on him. One of Takiko's arms protected her face from the ground that met her, the other ended up letting go of his hand and wraping around him. It was a mixture of the alcohol and the fact she ahd not slept in weeks. That caused her to fall asleep on him, not even realizing she was almost completly lying on him.

It was a long time until Takiko gained consiouness. When she did, the first thing she noticed was that she was still lying on Jack. Somehow, she was comfortable. Even though she told herself she would never become attached to anything again. This time was an exception. Takiko did not move when she awoke, though a soft groan came from her lips. Her cheeks were still red, and she did not look well. As amazing as it seemed, it appeared that Takiko was ill. So ill that she did not have the strength to move herself off of Jack.