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Beck rolled her eyes at Nessa's dismissiveness. [color=silver]"I meant next time, because whether I'm around or not there will be a next time."[/color] she said. [color=silver]"The Guard isn't the only game in town, and I don't know if you've noticed, but looking out for undead makes the living pretty trigger happy. Even if they aren't slayers."[/color]
She glanced at Ness just as she looked away. Her passenger was very beautiful, very mysterious... very stubborn. [i]Very[/i] stubborn. She thought at first she was an older vampire based on her guarded nature, but after the events of the morning she wasn't so sure. It was a little unusual to see anyone but daywalkers and new bloods around humans; sure, all vampires had to find a human sooner or later but it was risky to live where you worked, so to speak. Especially these days, with all the bad press. But Nessa didn't act like a new blood, she was already so world weary and clearly wasn't half-starved like a rookie. No, she knew what she was doing, and Beck wanted to find out more.
Beck slowed the van and stopped in front of the bar, checking her mirrors to parallel park. [color=silver]"I'm just offering some help if you ever need it. Take it, leave it, that's your call. I just do what I think is right."[/color]