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Zarathose wandered up from the crypt he called home.sllowly he sat down just outside it's entrance.

Jasie's vision was diverted from Kevin, to the sound of movement far off in the graveyard. And before she knew it, she was gazing at Layna’s old vampire lover. What was his name... It started with a Z-- Yet for reasons unknown, Jasie couldn't remember. But she found herself wondering if in time-- would she be in his exact foot steps.
All Alone...

((Not everyone left-- but now it seems as if you left me, oh well though.))

Jasie watched as he slowly made his way towards her-- smelling the nicotine in the cigarette, Jasie got the urge to have one. And all the while, her fingers twitched and tightened as if it longed for the fragile death stick, to be placed in it.

((sorry for talking so long to write back-- I was busy for a tad bit.))

Jasie was momentarily stunned by his gesture, and casually grabbed one with a hearty thanks.
"Ah... Hey." She finally said.

Kevin had been completely at ease. This was a vampire. That truth screamed to the heavens. However, the heavens had shown grace and shown that, even through the flames, magic, and curses of undead, life could still be shown and woven into creation. Jean was a vampire. But she had saved him. A vampire saving a hunter. As if fate had actually turned to focus on him, it showed him that not all vampires in the world were evil. Here, in this moment, Kevin was caring for... was cared for, by the very woman in front of him. Against the moonlight, she seemed... human. She seemed happy, normal. She had returned his smile. Her hair, her eyes, her lips forming that perfect view of happiness.... Kevin was happy. He was almost going to.....


Movement.

Kashkin moved suddenly, tensing up, his hair falling back in front of his face. His eyes faded, the fierce embers starting to flicker once again. A man who... weilded fire? Fire? Who.......?

Kevin stepped back, nodding to the figure, then walked over to the closest tree, backwards, staring at the ground. His peaceful expression was receeding very fast, and his hair completely covered his face.

With that, he rested against the opposite side of the tree, putting it between them and him. He began to think once again......

Jasie felt the tension in Kevin as Zarathose appeared. Yet she saw the smile on his face, and watched a sparkle of happiness show in his eyes. But now, it seemed as it that was a mirage. Something she pretended to see, and that she merely made up for his benefit. However, she knew what she saw. Felt and heard his heart race with anticipation or something else. Yet a part of her felt as if-- well if Zarathose hadn’t appeared, something would have happened between Kevin and herself. Regret filtered into her eyes, and a shadow of sadness flew upon her lips for a brief moment-- in a half way frown. Yet as she watched Kevin step way from her, and watched his eyes that held such joy-- shatter and be replaced back with the old Kevin. The one who distrusts, and hates her kind. The one who fades into shadows and vanishes without a trace. A part of Jasie cried out on the inside, yet all she did was sigh with a heavy heart-- as he began drifting away from her.

Gazing towards him, she watched as his expression change. Along with his beautiful hair that began to cover his face back up once again. “He has suck a lovely and breath-taking complexion.” Jasie thought to herself casually, giving the cigarette back to Zarathose as she took note immediately-- that he was a tainted. “I guess I’ve lost my urge to smoke.” Jasie offhandedly said with a light smile.

Jasie’s attention was fixated on Kevin as Zarathose spoke. Wondered if he would simply disappear without saying goodbye once again-- and contemplating on the fact, that she might never see him again. With Kevin or even Kashkin, one never knew. All Jasie really knew, was that a part of her will really miss him.

A forsaken and forgotten soul… those words struck a cord to Jasie. An unpleasant one in fact.
Jasie shook off the dreadful feeling, yet she knew it would catch up to her later-- but later was better than now. So with a arched eye brow, and a soft sigh, Jasie spoke. “Fancy speech, for a fellow like you. Where’d you say your from again?” Jasie didn’t mean to be rude or anything, but she knew she must have made it aware that something was bothering or even troubling her. So she had to place the spot light on someone else. “Nothing personal, old chap-- but it’s kind of hard to miss. With all the gloomy talk and all.” She thought to herself.

Konstantin gently laid Ceon in the hole. He left the rose there while burying him. When he finished he slowly stood up and stared down at the grave.' Razu you b*****d! Why did you have to leave me here to do these things?' He thought. He motioned for Shenai to come and they left to go home.

[[exit to Konstantin's apartment]

In times of sorrow it was only natural to surround ones self with death, a graveyard was an excellent place to grieve even if there were none of your own there. Jaden sat perched on a tombstone, his long black jacket obscuring the family name of some dead man. Memories continued to drift through his mind but the embrace of death was some comfort.