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Eekiel patted Renita's hand as it found it's way over his shoulder, giving ehr a reassuring grin. "Cat's suit you?" He asked Sight, stepping forewar dalittle to try and get the group moving.
"I wonder if the doctors will ask questions about how this happend?" He asked, idly poking at his cheek like a child playing with a scab.
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"Cats are fine." And that was the last word she would say until they reached the hospital, keeping her head lowered and her mouth shut. She continued her train of thoughts, thinking at about 20 steps ahead of herself.
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As he began to walk, she followed and of course Sight was going to follow as well. She needed to feed before they entered the hospital or else she might have some kind of bloodlust attack and throw herself upon an innocent person. Out of the corner of her eye since she was walking beside Ez, she saw him poking at his cheek. Her right hand reached up and slapped his hand away.
"Don't play with it or else you could tear something and such. I swear, you're worse than I am sometimes." That was more so something to say to lighten the mood a little so they weren't so tense, but it didn't exactly work for her. Her nerves were bundled all together and would be until she got him checked out. It would take only a few more minutes to reach the hospital, and once they were there, she would take the job of lurking off into the shadowed ally to find a stray cat. Such would only take a few moments as they probably thought she was going to give them food. But no, instead, the cat she picked up that was all white was going to be Sight's dinner. When she returned to both of them, she murmured her apologies to the cat and gave it a light kiss on the head and a scratch behind the ear. At least it wouldn't suffer anymore, always trying to look for food. Then she handed it over to Ez. "Here, uh...you can hand it over to her."
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She Hung her head "Poor little thing, Humans should be more like her, at least she fought back." She wiped fresh blood from her mouth and stared at the victim, who would now be slipping into a coma due to loss of blood, unfortunatly, The vampire had a struggle with the young woman, she exposed no bar flesh, and the vampire had to slash and tear at the coat the woman wore in order to expose even a little bit of neck. But the vampire got It's meal, and was holding the victim in her arms, before the police scattered with guns drawn from round the corner. "I think this is a 344!" came from the muffled cries of american police bearing arms. The vampire's last memory was slipping into the sewers and running through the city, before emerging on the main road and almost being crushed by a huge SUV.
The vampire rushed off and then it all faded, she woke up Atop a building very close to Renita and Eekial. Her vision wasn't very good in the vague sunlight, she had forgotten her glasses, and so the worked the group out to be vampires. she wasn't hungry but she needed a little extra, and so the lunged into the Midst hoping for a victim. She remembered her name, Fyrle, and then she realised she was not going to find a victim. She passed out. She woke up and clutched wildly at the tall being around her, eventually she found somebody's leg, she tugged so hard on it they must have falled over, But she blacked out again, and woke up in the very same position three minutes later, this time she was too weak to move...
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Ezekiel laughed abit throught the blood dribbling from his mouth as Reni lectured him like a little kid. "And Im the one with 20 more years then you under my belt." He chuckled, seriousness casting over as he grabbed the cat.
"Untill the next life." He scratched the small cat under the chain, slipping the index finger he used to scratch it's chin under it's neck- pinching the cat's jugular between his pointer finger, index and thumb, immediatly the cat going limp without pain. He carried the dead carcass all the way to the hospital, Quietly locking the link from Sight's restraints to a bolted-down bench, setting the cat on the ground. "You are so lucky we are nice people." He warned. Tossing off his coat, setting all of his fire-arms and equipment inside it, he patted the leather of the coat. "Take care of everything. All my weapons are in her- if you dont know how something works chances are it can kill you, haha." With that, Ezekiel speed walked into the Hospital, clutching his jaw as if he was in extreme pain so that he would get speed service. Immediatly he was accomadated into a wheel chair and rushed to ER-SURGERY. When the nurse asked him about the origin for the paper work, he replied "Nasty bar fight.. caught a stool to the face."
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Renita nodded to him when he set everything down on the bench and locked Sight to the bolted down bench. The cat was rested on the ground where Sight was so she could feed and she watched her good friend go into the hospital. The expression upon his face showed that he was in extreme pain, yet Reni could not decide if he was playing or not.
Something tight grabbed her leg and she felt herself hit the ground rather hard. A sharp breath left her, rolling onto stomach and reaching up to press her hand lightly to the back of her head. Some woman lying on the ground had grabbed her and pulled her down. Probably some drunk. Grumbling a bit, she stood up and went to the entrance, calling for help for the woman. She mightv'e been hurt, who knew. Several hospital employees came out with a stretcher and took the woman inside, doing who knows what with her before Reni took a seat on the bench, on the far side with the weapons and not near Sight. The bench was in the dark, so no one could really see what she would do with the cat anyway. Her face fell into her hands and she sighed heavily, shaking her head. This should haven ever happened, and although it was not her fault she felt like it was.
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She awoke with a gasp, blood was pouring from the back of her neck, and she felt dizzy 'No wonder I needed to drink so much.' she mumbled in her head. She grabbed a peice of newspaper on the floor and pressed it against the wound. She then slipped into the entrance, sped past the guards and many staff and slipped into the medical closet. She grabbed the blood stands that patients in surgery need, and sucked about four of them dry, before slipping out with nobody noticing. the people who had acrried her in had already let her into the ward and had gone off to seek help, but when they came back she was gone, leaving a small puddle of blood on the floor...
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Fangs bared, she lunged forward and tore into the neck of the cat. Blood flowed into her mouth and revitalized her, her head tossed back with a howl of lust and pleasure. She continued to tear, ripping through the sinews and swallowing every drop of blood.
"Mm..." She chirped happily. "Great." She left a greying corpse of a cat on the concrete.
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Three hours later.....
Ezekiel layed on the hospital operating table in a stupor of calm, pumped tight with so many drugs to numb him for the surgery they were putting him through. "Sir, we are happy to say that you're insurance will fully cover for this." Ezekiel replied with a sigh of releif from beneath the scalpels and galls the surgeons above him were using to tuck tissue and compeltely re-construct his jaw to normal. "Would you like us to sow in fake teeth for the ones you're missing here? You're insurance will cover it..." Ezekiel tapped the table beside him and the doctors began attaching new pearly whites into his head. Everything ifnront of him was spinning slowly- his body engulfed in a aura of calm as his bones and jaw were beging mended with incredible speed by the nice doctors that his past hitman checks paid for. "How am I going to fight vampires if im all drugged up?" Ezekiel sputterd in a almost joking manner. "Tilt you're head foreward abit so I can see you're upper gum lineing." The doctor replied, passing off this stupid question as a effect of the drugs/
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Thank God she was still attached at the wrists and attached to the bolted down bench or else Renita would've been a little startled once she lunged for the dead cat. However, at the sound of her swallowing the contents, Renita found her stomach churning quite uncomfortably. A small gagging sound came from her, hands moving up to her ears and covering them. Watching didn't do anything to her, but it was the thought of that coppery fluid falling down her throat that disgusted her so.
When she left the cat on the ground after she was done, her hands were removed and she shook her head. "That was quite possibly the most disgusting thing I've heard in my entire life. And now that you are full, you better behave yourself." Her voice paused, leaning against the back fo the bench. "Once Ez gets out here, I should think we are going to bring you in there for your injuries." A good thing too, then you won't be in my sight, she thought to herself. Renita rested patiently on the bench as Ez was in there for quite some time, her legs brought up with one arm wrapped around them and her right elbow resting on the back of it and her head dipped into it. All Renita did was either rest her eyes for a few moments or watch Sight and make sure she behaved herself. Ezekiel's weapons were at hand if she were to attack something or someone. Of course, if it was another cat, Reni wouldn't care.
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