Alice blinked slowly at the man. Her thoughts freezing in place as she grasped for reality that wasn't there. "Vampire-?" She whispered, the terror in her voice was obvious. Her eyes wet from tears of confusion and terror. "Vampire." She stated again, sitting down hard on the ground. The alley was disgusting and grimy but the tailor was beyond caring. The poor lass stared in shock at the man. "Liam Enduro- He was a vampire-? But they don't exist. Their myth- I don't like myths." Alice whispered, pleading for this nightmare to be over. To wake up in her lovely bed.

As the man took those dreadful three steps forward, Alice flinched back into the brick wall. Having been attacked twice- cornered three times. She was stressed, on edged and terrified of practically everything. Did she drink something? Yes, yes she did. But the question was if she dared tell this stranger that it was so. Would he believe her? Would he call her mad? Vampire- blood drinker. Blood sucker, as the man called Liam. "The bastard." She whispered, "H-He called my blood ambrosia. I drank something. Don't know what." She admitted, a hand straying up the where the wound on her neck had been. "I- Please-" She looked up at the threatening figure, "Kill Liam Enduro?" Alice covered her mouth with a hand. She had asked for a death of another person. But that man- that man had tried to kill her! She was horrified by what she had asked, but she also truly wanted it. Though she would never be able to do it herself.