[color=92278f][center][h3]Victor Astorio[/h3][/center][/color]

Jackpot. Just as he had thought the vampire before him was old and solitary. Going off about her life story and how the princess truly was before the war. This wasn’t entirely surprising to him given what he had learned during his last training with Ryner. How this woman spoke of past interactions and friendships almost made him think that she was in love with the princess at some point. His eyes followed her movements with ease but he did not move his head.

The girl continued to speak as she darted around him, she had definitely been alone a long time. Normally other vampires would go for the kill and continue on when faced with a vampire opponent. This one however demonstrated restraint, if only to gloat and show off but restraint none the less. One thing did stand out about her, being staked through the heart and still being able to escape. This peaked his interest on the subtle hint as Ryner did tell him that some abilities did allow for a vampire to move their heart to another portion of their body. This could explain how she escaped when the others did not. 

Still, this one continued on expressing her views on this place and the current way of things. The only question he had up until this point was what the hell that operator was doing? He hadn’t turned off the phone and could still hear muffled voices. Hopefully something in the way of backup would get here soon. She stopped finally across the roof from him and pondered a few questions before lunging at him. He did not move, neither to dodge nor defend himself. This one liked to talk and although she was strong he wanted to see just how strong she was. It didn’t seem like she was holding back too much. The protective sleeve on his bad arm did conceal a small blade that he could use rather well if he had too.

She paused when she reached him, her fingers dug but didn’t seem go as deep as this one wanted. His skin didn’t tear, his muscles didn’t separate, and his bones didn’t break. They hung there in that embrace for mere moments that felt like minutes. His eyes locked onto hers, no color or interest flashed through his eyes. He showed no emotion as he continued to asses her just as she did to him. Then, she took a few steps back and spoke again.

[color=ed1c24]“That is… unusual. You must not be a student then. I thought you were just another dumb pet of hers, prior occupation and all, but you’re a little studier than most aren’t you?”[/color]

He still hesitated for a moment to answer her, [color=92278f]“Something like that.”[/color] He moved now slowly to the right of where he was, squaring up with her. [color=92278f]“So what is it then? You speak like a spoiled little girl who whines when she doesn’t get her way. You simply can’t move on from the glory days can you? Can’t adapt to the new way of things? No wonder why you seclude yourself and only come out to hunt.”[/color] He was fishing now, fishing for anything more he could get from her. [color=92278f]“A scarred little girl who won’t even tell me her name.”[/color] he still moved slowly angled his good shoulder toward her and the bad one that concealed the blade behind him. 

[color=92278f]“You speak like you truly knew Ryner at the time. But she changed and you didn’t, she grew stronger and you dropped, she came into the spotlight and you faded into the shadows. So tell me, just how long did you love her? Only someone who loved her would lash out like this.”[/color] He was looking for a deeper emotional response now. [color=92278f]“Someone who loved her would do something like this, this petty revenge. Kill a few “Sheep”, stir the pot, get her to remember that you still exist and disappear into the night. All so you don’t have to face her and those feelings of yours but you still remain a topic. We vampires might not have much in the way of emotion, but those few who know what love truly is can see it on others.”[/color]

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