Skeptical of him at first, Alex resigned herself to letting him take her down the hall. She didn't have much of a choice, did she? Alex swayed on her feet upon reaching the top of the stairs. [color=8882be][i]...fire...[/i][/color] Static, it felt like someone was probing her head with a rake. Clutching the banister and the arm of this semi-stranger, she steadied herself. [color=8882be][i]...shadows...mud...[/i][/color] Too many voices were starting to break through the fog. [color=8882be][i]...sadness...fool...[/i][/color] She shook her head, trying to release the block in her brain, or to get rid of the voices, she couldn't tell anymore. "[color=red]You're going to be okay.[/color]" The man beside her whispered, and it sounded like he said it directly to her ear, but he barely moved as he looked over the main level of the building. Trust did not come easily to her, but for some reason Alex felt inexplicably connected to this man. Whoever he was, they had history. She felt like she could put her life in his hands. [color=8882be][i]...grope...chaos...loss...[/i][/color]

She looked out over the floor of the tavern, almost begging for a familiar face. Any memory that would clue her in to how she got here. Or why she was here. Why had Redd chosen this place for her? Does [i]he[/i] know Redd? [color=8882be][i]...saftey...blood...[/i][/color] Her eyes searching every face, desperately trying to hear anything from the deep recess of their subconscious. [color=8882be][i]...damp...boot...warrior...rum...[/i][/color] The static was thick. She could hardly tell the difference in most of their inner voices. 

“[color=red]Is there by chance a medic or doctor in house tonight? One preferably not yet inebriated. This lady here could use your assistance.[/color]” His voice carried a confidence that most mortal men dream of having. An almost still silence came over the room as everyone turned. Acting as if commanded by some external energy. Almost synchronous between the lot of them. [color=8882be][i]...blood...fuel...[/i][/color] Alex narrowed her eyes and scanned the shadowy area near the hearth. [color=7ea7d8][i]Hmmm... I could have sworn...[/i][/color] She shook it off. The awkward tension in the air was thick enough, she could almost swallow it. One by one everyone turned back to their drinks and conversations. [color=8882be][i]...vampyre...blood...black...[/i][/color] Now she was sure. To many thoughts about blood, even through the static. 

If there was a chance, she had to take it. Alex turned to the man, and nodded her head in the direction of the young woman. Sitting alone at a table by the hearth, covered by a cloak that was layered in mud. It was hanging heavily over her small frame, she looked almost unassuming, but Alex knew better. 

The best approach is a direct approach. "[color=0072bc]Take me to her, please.[/color]" she breathed out quietly, clenching her muscles in preparation for their descent to the main level.

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