[b]Rebecca Holloway
Streets of Mantleville[/b]

"Fewer times more trying than war, Yumi." Rebecca replied, her hand idly finding the zippo lighter in her pocket as she tried not to remember too much about her past.

That didn't stop those memories from still lurking below the surface. How many times she went to kill for her country on orders, and found out that there were worse things crawling in the jungles of Southeast Asia than the Viet Cong and NVA. She fought a shiver traveling up her spine and sighed.

Thankfully they had arrived at their destination. Rebecca mentally went over the list of food that their kitsune goddess so graciously gave them and headed inside. She came back out a half-hour later with two big bags and a lighter wallet. She didn't complain. She had offered. This was the whole idea.

"I think Alviva is better than Velvet." She said to the vampiress. "Anyway, let's get this back to our waiting goddess before she turns the building into a pile of ash."