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[color=a6c4ff][b]Time:[/b][/color] Night
[color=a6c4ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Pit
[color=a6c4ff][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Helene [@Ithradine]
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Was she hearing this right? It was her first time hunting? Ava found the statement so unbelievable at first that she brushed it off as a joke. A chuckle rang through her cold glass as she lifted it to her lips, taking another sip of the Manhattan in her hands. Ava could tell Helene was a century old or so - sheltered or not, having not hunted in a hundred years was implausible. Even if she entertained the notion, the image of the vindictive Catherine Sinclaire as an overprotective helicopter parent made Ava laugh again. It soon became clear, however, that Helene was serious, when Ava noticed determination and sincerity in her gaze. Still, Ava found it hard to trust her apparent candor.

Ava put down her glass slowly, pondering on what to say. Awkwardness momentarily took hold of the atmosphere, now that silence replaced her mistaken laughter. She never had to explain to a vampire how to hunt before - most do it instinctively out of hunger. Admittedly, Ava respected the amount of self-control Helene possessed, and that she seemed to care about leaving her victims alive. Even so, giving someone instructions on how to hurt someone [i]less[/i] felt like she was arming Helene with a gun, so that she may pull the trigger.

[color=a6c4ff]“Excuse my laughter earlier… I had thought you meant it as a jest. My bad.” [/color]Ava spoke naturally, but the realization that she had just apologized to a vampire aroused a jarring feeling in her chest. [color=a6c4ff]“Anyway, it seems like you have a fair degree of self control. It won’t be too difficult for you.”[/color]

Ava paused for a second, carefully considering her words so they sounded less… aggressive. Despite this, it felt like she was admitting her own lack of humanity by enabling Helene to hunt. [color=a6c4ff]“Humans have… four or five litres of blood in their bodies I believe. They can lose a litre or so and still walk around.”[/color] She intentionally refrained from giving a direct order or instruction, but felt that her statement implied enough. Nevertheless, it provoked a slight feeling of disgust, leaving Ava uncomfortable in her own body.

[color=a6c4ff]“Well, I don’t intend to interrupt your meal much longer. If I ever do see you again, let me know how it goes.”[/color] She swiftly made her way through the crowds again, and escaped into the darkness of the night air.