[h2]Drinking Vampire[/h2]

"The gap's short, but it was always going to happen sooner and sooner. The ritual's been gathering speed down the years even when I tried to slow it down," Elizabeth answered, watching the other girl effortlessly carry in the heavy box. As soon as this discussion was over, she was going to ask what the hell was going on there; she definitely wasn't a vampire or any other common kind of supernatural and she wasn't here before. Shiroi's presence was plain confusing.

Then, having apparently taken five minutes to realise, Kanon's memory managed to pick up on the familiarity of the vampire's appearance. Somewhat surprised, Elizabeth carried on as if it wasn't surprising to be remembered, "Yup, I was here last time, too. One of the perks of vampirism is being able to watch this mess since it's conception."

The brunette paused to drink from her dish, "Anyway, I came here before checking on some of the other magical families in the area, since your father was with me, last time, in trying to stop the ritual from completing or going to someone who'd abuse the power. I planned to just let him know, but instead, how about you join me? The ritual might be dangerous but I've survived it this long and I should be able to make sure you get out of this fine."