[hr][center][color=92278f][h3]Eli von Carstein[/h3][/color][sub]Cry for Help[/sub][/center][hr]

For one of the first times in Eli's long life, she had actually been surprised. No, it wasn't that as soon as Eli stepped into the hotel, she found someone there in the hallway. Eli's nostrils flared with the scent of freshly leaking blood from a human cavity, could hear the labored breathing of an injured person nearby the very moment she opened the door. It was more of a matter of [i]who[/i] was there in the hallway.

She had almost lost the irony of this whole thing, but she caught it. This man was likely the VIP, concerning the way he dressed, frantic expression of an operation gone badly, and leaving his lackeys to deal with the mess out front while he escaped through the back. The typical cowardly leader type that Eli had seen in the corporate sector of her father's empire. She decided then that this world didn't need this man any longer.

The metal door clanged shut, leaving Eli and a man facing each other mere meters apart. The man had a look of utter bewilderment as realization settled upon a drenched girl, appearing no older than a high schooler or maybe even a middle schooler. It was an understandable expression, one that Eli felt she received a lot in this world. Eli, meanwhile, had looked almost bored or expressionless which may have also contributed to the man's gaping expression of confusion. 

Seconds passed as the silent standoff continued, Eli could hear the man curse to himself under his breath while her eyes and attention slowly drifted down from the man's face to that of his bloodied hands. Fresh, still wet blood stickied the man's hands but there was no betraying Eli's nose for this, it was the man's very own blood. Her gazed dropped and focused on the torn sleeve that made a makeshift bandage. Blood was slowly soaking the colors of the sleeve darkening the material as it soaked up the man's leaking fluid. 

It had been about almost a week since the last time Eli had her fill of that sweet human nectar and faced with it now, it was difficult not to focus on it. Eli's mouth became dry as her tongue slipped out onto her lips, licking them quickly before hiding once again. Her current mission was quickly put out of her mind in a rush of gluttonous thoughts of gorging herself on this man.

The man took one step forward but he remained cautious, probably suspecting some type of abnormal human was before him. Eli's throat rumbled in a low, bestial growl and the instinctively rose his weapon but by the time he brought it to Eli's height, she had already begun to move. 

Guns had always provided humans a crucial asset in Eli's world. Although they never really killed a Vampyr, they helped incapacitate them until other means can be taken to insure their destruction. Many times, it was just waiting for the sun to come up but there countless of times that humans built large fires to burn an unconscious Vampyr. So when the man, Antonio as Eli would later discover, fired one round into Eli's shoulder, she hadn't even flinched. It hurt but it didn't slow her down and that was all Antonio could do before Eli had leapt up, tackling the bigger man with a surprising force. On top of him, she roughly pinned the man down by his shoulders and leaned her head into the man's neck. Instinctively she bit right into the carotid artery, tearing away flesh and crushing bone with her powerful jaw before blood gushed out. She lapped it up like a dog would water, feasting as the man screamed and struggled but found Eli gave no quarter or spared no inch for the man to get free. He eventually passed out as Eli continued to take gulps of the man's fresh, warm blood.

...

Several minutes would pass until Eli was disturbed from her meal in the form of glass shattering and loud bash against a wall, likely a person. Eli's head shot up and stared carefully down the hall, Antonio's blood still wet around her lips and chin. This disruption turned out to be necessary as Eli could now hear the law enforcement sirens wail nearby providing her a cue that it may be time to go. However, she remembered her promised duty to her [i]daycare[/i] figure and should swiftly move to at find or at least ensure Eric's sister was safe.

Eli's hands moved from Antonio's shoulders to his neck where she would carefully snap his neck cleaning to ensure she did not accidentally adopt this man. Adoption was the fonder way of thinking of biting and turning a human over as a Vampyr would usually take on the newly turned into their family. It was more of a modern day tradition but it was one that Eli had no intentions of practicing here.

With an assurance that Antonio wasn't coming back, Eli sprang to her feet and hurried down the hall, unsure where she would end up although she had a hunch.

It took some navigation but Eli had found herself just at the crux of entering the hotel lobby but more importantly, found herself surprised for the second time today.

An autonomous soldier was carefully pacing across the center of the lobby towards a downed figure that bore no resemblance to any human she had ever seen. Well actually it wasn't the figure's image that had no resemblance, he was covered, but rather the figure's smell. It was foreign and unusual but with a faint whiff something more humanlike. Unlike the smell of Antonio or any other human, this figure did not excite Eli into possibilities of gorging herself and instead left her mind barren of such thought. The only other time she could feel this way was with her own kind but never relished in their company.

This was perhaps, a very crucial moment in Eli's life. Had she discovered that this world had other species that weren't human or maybe partially human according this figure's smell? If so, then perhaps she could have a feeling of normalcy and a relationship where she didn't kill or eat them. The fantasy of the situation was just as consuming as her earlier thoughts with Antonio and thus, Eric would have to be sedated with a lie that his sister was okay because saving the only creature that didn't make her hungry was deemed more important.

Eli fell to all fours and quickly scurried across the floor, sticking to the shadows of the damaged lighting of the main floor. It took Eli only a moment to maneuver into position. A position where she would strike from behind the robot to avoid the potential of her being recorded. She valued her deceptive appearance as a useful asset and wouldn't take a chance with it at the moment.

Eli returned to her feet but still hid herself partially by the concierge desk as the robot passed her position. Once it did, she silently sprang into action as her bare feet bolted across the stone flooring taking only moments to reach the robot by surprise. She did the same thing with Antonio and leapt up onto the robot's torso, wrapping her bloodied feet around the waist of the automation and wrapping one arm around the neck. Then with her free hand, she reached over the robot's head and grabbed it by its chin. Her thin arm flexed showing incredible definition, though not bulk, of muscle as she violently ripped the head off the robotic soldier.

The robot crumbled soon after and fell to the ground, leaving Eli to release the thing in order to catch herself back on her feet. She tossed the robotic head away with an expression of disgust before turning her blank, emotionless gaze back to the downed figure.

[color=92278f]"You'll owe me one. Now come on."[/color], Eli said plainly as she walked over to Tariq. She stopped just before the creature and reached a gentle hand down to his hand. Once clasped, she'd either help him up and guide him along down the hallway to the back exit where she entered or if he didn't pick himself up, she'd drag the poor soul behind her towards the exit.