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Yo, I'm Kidd. 30, latte enjoyer, not immune to anime girls.



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Mira finished as Jenna answered her questions, but she stayed kneeling beside the new vampire. "Twenty," she repeated, more for herself. She would have to check with Klaus--or a Blackmoore, unfortunately--to check that number with the ambush. She started putting away the supplies, her expression still. "You keep saying 'they.' Can you give me anything more than that?" she asked eventually. She wasn't particularly hopeful, but Jenna was her best lead now. This information would be important for the Blackmoores too and--ugh. Her nose wrinkled at the thought, but she supposed the two families would have to work together. Especially since humans were getting dragged into it, murdered and turned for these mysterious rogues. "You should stay here for little while," she added. This girl would have a life she'd have trouble separating from, however, and she added quickly, "For your protection." This wasn't a total lie, but Mira wasn't so quick to trust either. Really, she would prefer having Jenna around if only to keep an eye on her.
I don’t like politeness, but I like kindness. And from the definitions I was given as a child, one was created by people – “manners” and “etiquette” – and the other stems from one’s heart. Politeness is a social custom, but kindness is done with love. I don’t think kids should be taught how to be polite, but rather speak with love. They should learn how to be conscious of the effect their words and actions have on other people.
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3 March 2015
Mira offered a laugh at Jenna's first comment and assured that she was okay with removing it, assisted her in taking off the shirt. It provided the access she needed to tend to the wound. And although she typically wouldn't for an older vampire, she thought a newly turned one would need disinfectant for the wound. "This'll sting," she warned before applying and continuing on to stop the bleeding. Jenna finally spoke up as Mira was binding the shoulder, and she paused in her work to look at her. "Ambush us?" she repeated, digesting the information. The word triggered her memory of her conversation with Klaus: the Blackmoores had been ambushed and one kidnapped by rogues. He did say a couple got a way... Her lips pursed together as she realized her mistakes all at once: she had been blind, stubborn, and naïve. If what Jenna told her was true, the rogues weren't a Blackmoore problem alone any longer. She picked up her work again, her tone cooler now. "Who's we? Do you remember who turned you?" she asked.
Well I'm gonna officially drop this. Adios
No problem, McHaggis.
I'm just gonna put this here since Klaus' main instrument is piano and Mira's is cello and I imagine them having duets a lot
Mira blinked and her eyebrows furrowed together. She often forgot the implied state of health for a vampire. "I suppose many think of it that way. But..." She shrugged. "I guess I've found life after death. I'm sure you will, too. "But first, let's make sure we stop your bleeding. Then you can clean up and we can go from there." She was thoroughly curious about the chain of events that brought Jenna to her doorstep covered in blood, but she was also confident that she'd learn about it along the way. Besides, she knew the new vampire would have questions. So she just popped open the kit to make sure she had enough bandage for her shoulder. The shirt was ruined beyond repair as far as Mira was concerned, but in the way, so she said, "I need to take your shirt off, but you can keep yourself covered with the towels. Is that okay?" she asked before continuing with the care. She gave Klaus a pointed look, and he sighed and rolled his dark eyes. "I'll be upstairs," he said before disappearing from the kitchen again. Upstairs he went, where new scents found him. Another not-Kingston and one belonging to Praetor. He scowled at the guest bedroom where the foreign scent came from, and made a point to leave his own door open so he could watch the hall.
Or maybe it was "go get a towel." Finally noting the girl's blatant wound as she flickered in and out of sight, Klaus turned to leave the scene. Mira rested her hand instead on the girl's knee--if only to assure herself she was still there when she disappeared--and gave her a moment of silence to process things on her own, for better or worse. Then she finally spoke, and Mira pursed her lips. Although soft, she knew what needed to be said, and the sooner the better. Like ripping off a band aid, it was better done without hesitation. "You're a vampire, Jenna," she stated, still speaking slowly. "You'll be okay. You don't have to hurt anyone. I'm glad you came here because we can help you." Klaus stepped back around the corner, making a point to keep his distance as he handed Mira a few items: warm towels, a medical kit, extra bandages. Then he moved away again, giving them space. "Can you hold this to your shoulder for me?" Mira asked, holding the towel out to her.
I'll brb. Gonna get food. Will post when I get back.
I give because I know how it feels to want.
1 March 2015
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