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David’s words brought a shining smile to her face, “So you’re saying that you ‘dig’ me, American?” she asked flirtatiously. “But to answer your question, I do enjoy a ride now and then. I have a 2015 BMW HP4, black and blue back in my New Orleans home…” She explained, “I brought my hybrid i8 to the compound though, I don’t like to harm the environment so much on long trips.” Unlike humans, Trixy was environmentally conscious, she wanted the world to be around for at least as long as she planned to be.

Trixy realized her vehicles were a bit ostentatious and pricey, but a girl couldn’t help liking what she liked. When she agreed to leave the nobility for Francis, she had left behind her inherited wealth, but a lifetime of hunting down supernaturals proved to be quite the lucrative profession.

When David mentioned her firearms, she instinctively brought her right hand to caress one, the cool metal slick beneath her fingers “They are quite reliable, I have been fascinated with firearms since their introduction into France earlier in my lifetime.” Much earlier… she thought.

Trixy’s eyes studied the bike when David showed it off with obvious pride. “Beautiful,” she admired and couldn’t help but notice “Black and red seems to be a recurring theme for you.” As she spoke, her supernatural hearing picked up on footsteps behind her. Trixy spun around gracefully on her heels to inspect the intruder, glad to have her hand preparedly near her glock. Her expression softened when she realized who was approaching “Englishman, what a lovely surprise…” she said, flashing her best smile.

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I've been wanting to take up archery lately too, but mostly because of my Native American heritage.

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Trixy took a deep drag off of the cigarette once it was lit. The smoke felt warm and spicy in her throat and lungs, had she been human she was sure that the foreign entity would have made her cough, but vampires didn't need to breathe. She followed after him towards the garage, making sure to check out her surroundings and get a definite feel for the place. There was very little grass in the compound, mostly pavement, cement, and patches of reddish dirt that dusted up in the breezes.

Trixy released the puff of smoke in her lungs and watched the wind carry it away before she spoke "A motorcycle? I'm interested, I left mine back at my place in New Orleans." She began to shrug off her own leather jacket that was long enough in the back that it nearly dragged along the ground. "I could care to lose my own jacket as well." she smiled with a little laugh "You know, let my arms see that bright sun."

Underneath her jacket, she wore a dark grey tank top that exposed her midriff slightly, along with the dual glocks strapped to her hips and tucked into black skinny jeans. Her arms were as milky pale as her face but showed signs of strict work out regiment, as they were toned but still feminine.

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Yeah, that's why I haven't waited for others to post between Baconator and I, nothing is necessary to the plot, just character devo and stuff. :]

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Trixy followed his gaze out to the distant mountains, taking in all of the surrounding nature with a soft smile. Birds swooped and called in the air nearby and the sunlight cast wonderful shadows at this time of day. "Views pretty grand from here, yea?" his voice pulled her out of her admiration and she turned to him. Trixy's crystalline blue eyes looked at him from top to bottom and back again. "That it is." she said with a sly smile. When he offered her a cigarette, she accepted it. She wasn't really much of a smoker, although the French people did enjoy the habit, she took it as more of a bonding moment than anything.

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"A sunny day indeed. With this fresh blood in my system, perhaps I'll be able to work on my tan." Trixy added to the joke and let her self actually laugh for the first time in a long while. It was particularly funny, given that they were both so hopelessly pale. Her laugh was as light and high as a windchime, just like that of the eighteen year old human girl she was centuries ago. Vampirism worked that way, it made your body froze in time, voice included.

The elevator doors opened with their usual 'ding' and the two of them headed outside together. The California breeze was warm and inviting against Trixy's cool skin, making her regret her decision to wear a leather jacket as well.

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Lame, although your body will probably thank you for the lower sodium content. :p

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Trixy offered a small smile and a shrug at his apology “It is okay, that is the way it is with you Americans. You come to this land called a ‘cultural melting pot’ and it does just that, it melts your culture away into a new one.”

Her footfalls were softer than his own as she walked beside him and listened to him recall his past interactions with Vampires. “Mine aren’t all that positive either… if you don’t let those close to you go, they will be taken from you. I don’t quite know which feeling is worse, in all these years.” She said wistfully, empathizing with his feelings of loss.

She stepped into the elevator and chuckled quietly at his tiny usage of French, thinking it was sweet.

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Trixy turned and gave the doctor a friendly wave before heading out the door that David had kindly held for her. “Rouland?” she asked with a little shock when he gave her his surname. “C'est un nom français, Parlez-vous français?” she asked in fluent modern-day French.

Trixy knew it was probably a long shot and his French ancestors were most likely long since dead, taking their language with them, but she longed to speak her native language with someone. Constantly speaking English was like wearing shoes that didn’t quite fit – an uncomfortable hindrance, yet most men adored her accent as she struggled through foreign words.

She watched as he swiftly took off his jacket, revealing his weaponry. Trixy’s eyes found the glock first and she smiled a little, they shared a favored weapon. Her own two firearms were concealed against each of her hip bones, the cool metal was pressed to her bare skin in a comforting and almost romantic way – a girl’s got to love her weapon of choice. “It is nice to walk alongside another of my kind, it has been quite a long time since I have done so.” She said, recalling the last progeny that she had sired.

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Before David fed, Trixy took the time to properly introduce herself to the human doctor. She extended her hand delicately to him and smiled warmly, her fangs still extended, but clean of blood. "My name is Beatrix de La Croix. I thank you for your kindness and respect, it is very refreshing in this place." She let go of his hand and went to dispose of the emptied blood bag in the nearby hazardous waste container.

When she returned she said "I can't say it was better than what I'm used to... but David says it's better than usual, and it will keep the sunburn away, so thank you." Trixy's eyes went back to David when he spoke. The fact that he hadn't broke his gaze with her while he fed did not go unnoticed. Trixy couldn't read into what it meant exactly, maybe it was a sign of respect, maybe it was something more. A fluttering stirred in her stomach surely its just the fresh blood she thought to herself.

"Yea.. I've been feeding on bags for a while now... I love my abilities but I'll be honest I'm not too happy with the price." David said to her as he toyed with his pack of cigarettes. "That is rather unfortunate, but I see that you still have other vices... maybe there is still hope for you being a little fun." Trixy said lightheartedly as she eyed his smokes. "Why don't we go explore outside of these walls?" She suggested smoothly.