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[b][color=f26522]Sasha O'Neill[/color] [color=fff200]&[/color] [color=00a99d]Jean Belair[/color][/b]

Sasha followed Vlad as he moved her like a marionett towards the counter. His arms felt strong and warm agaisnt her body, yet his hands seemed cold as well. Sasha wasn't sure, must be because he was of mixed blood, a hybrid. The girl felt frustrated, that dammed master of her. Back in the day when she just began dreaming about becoming a journalist, Sasha had decided that it migth be handy to know how to defend herself against teh ones she wished to interview. Around that time a old vampire hunter came to live within the village she lived in and she inmediatly asked him to train her for a bit.

After having studied for about a year or so the man left again, saying he could not stay to long in one place. He had some vampire's chasing him, and now one of the ghost of his past had come to chase after her, in hopes of atracting his attention by killing his only student.

The sound of something hitting the table infront of her pulled her back from her toughts. She looked at the object and instantly fell in love with the old gun. She had always liked old things and like she mentioned before, her clothing style often were dresses from between the 17th and 19th century. Slowly she took the gun in her hand, feeling the weigth and looking at the handle wich was inlaid with Pearls and golden roses.

[color=f26522]''It is beautifull Vladimir, Thank you''[/color] Sasha said, clutching the gun in her hand. She smiled for a bit as she realized that she had no idea how to load the gun. [color=f26522]''So, how do you open this thing and how to you insert the bullets''[/color] She grinned and Jean sighed, taking the gun from her hand. [color=00a99d]''Here you opene this compartment, bullets go in with the pointy end infront. Remove the safety and pull the trigger. This is a fairly simple gun, must,ve served you good for many years''[/color] Jean explained Sasha and looked at Jean. Sasha took the gun back in her hand and stared at it absentmindly.
[color=7bcdc8]''Lass, everything will be fine. Both me and Vladimir will protect you. I might not look like it but I can shoot like the bst. Used to go on a lot of hunting trips with my old boss''[/color] Jean said as he patted her back. Sasha smiled her fake smile as she stood up. 

[color=f26522]''I am not scared Jean, I am alrigth. I am sure you two will keep me safe. Now if you will excuse me, I will head to my bed. I am rather tired from today's events''[/color] With a unnatural silence Sasha left the room, Jean following in tow.
[color=00a99d]''Seems like I as well shall head to bed, good night and sleep well, well....if you sleep''[/color]

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The next day, 

Sasha had barely left her room, she was silently writing on something. Jean sat downstairs and gazed outside. He had put his sniper rifle infront of the window that granted a vieuw at the entrance. He was rather nervous for the vampire to come. Sasha would not die, not on his watch.