[color=004b80][center][h1] Grant Holiday [/h1][/center][/color]
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Grant looked at Sasha questioningly, and for a moment he knew not what to do. He looked at Vladimir and spoke.

[color=004b80]"She is stubborn, no?"[/color]

Grant looked back at Sasha.

[color=004b80]"If I could you I would. But it is not my story to tell. I believe you are also one who enjoys adventures of the litterary nature as much as I. So would you like to read a book chapter by chapter, combing over the details? Or would you rather skip to the end of the chapter then read it? If I was to tell you everything right here, It would only confuse you and more than likely end with a mistunderstanding. But I am more than happy to take you to him. I am not your enemy." [/color]

Grant pocketed his dead man bloods, then eyed the situation. He could see the hybrid keeping himself open for battle, while at the same time trying to give off a normal appearance. He would be ready to fight. Sasha was filled with a fire that if not controlled would spread. She had a hunger in her eyes, and with her allies Grant imagined she could get whatever she wanted. He had to hope he played his cards right and that her sense of discovery and journalism would over come any sudden impulses that she recieved emotionally. Grant held his hands up slightly.

[color=004b80]"The only thing I desire is to help my master take down Dracula, and for me to be with my soul mate."[/color]

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