[center][b]~[u]Priscilla the Ancient[/u]~[/b][/center]
[i]"Wise as always, Priscilla-dono. Although...I'm not really keen on turning the Hunters to our side. First of all, a hunter that was turned into a vampire would always place his former life above his nocturnal life. We'll never know that, perhaps, they might even use the new vampiric powers to fight us. An army of Black Swords is bad enough, but an army of vampiric Black Swords is apocalyptic. These Black Swords are fiercely loyal even in death, that they might see their vampirism as a new and better way to support the humans from the shadows."[/i]

Kuro had much to say on this decision. But there was one thing Priscilla felt had to be corrected. "Indeed, these hunters should not join our ranks as vampires. But when ever did I say we would turn them into [i]vampires[/i]?" To make her point clear, Priscilla's eye shifted over toward a nearby animal. She had no care to identify the little guy. All she cared was to move at it at inhuman speeds and crush its skull completely, killing it on the spot. Then, from the hand carrying it, a faint red light began to glow.

When Priscilla released the fuzzy little guy from her hand, it was standing as though it were perfectly fine. Granted, its head was still crushed like a walnut, but it otherwise looked like Priscilla hadn't even touched it. Pointing at the undead critter, the Skull Quen said "This shall be the fate of those Black Swords who oppose us. In life they shall attempt to kill us. In death, they shall succeed in killing their allies." Alas, it seemed Kuro had left soon enough to miss this little display. No matter. He'd find out soon enough...
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[center][b]~[u]Hisako Saito[/u]~[/b][/center]
Hisako waited patiently enough for Greyson to do what had to be done. Drinking blood was a natural part of vampirism, after all. She was just glad that, unlike the kid, Greyson accepted that. Today had been quite the day indeed. A bunch of vampires arriving, one of them an Ancient no less. Yes, quite the day indeed...

When Greyson returned, the everlasting over-self-assuring grin appeared once more on Hisako's face. "Looks like you're all healed up and ready for action. We just have to go find the Russian then the team's ready to go." It was unforgivable that vampires had been reduced to this; having to team up to go hunt humans because the threat of hunters was very real. Were it not her first and second priority to take care of herself first, Hisako would probably be among the vampires that took the fight to the hunters. Of course, if she'd done that, this shelter wouldn't be a thing.