Connor frowned, "What is the plan?" He asked, as he connected to the internet, beginning to search once again on the net. He also checked news stories for any jobs, or any news of increased vampire activity back at the city. He didn't want to seem like he was prying, she needed to do what she needed to survive, just so long as he didn't find out about it, he was happy. As long as there was no trail, he could live with it.

He thought he could.

he didn't dwell on it much.

He typed fast, then cursed and got out his glasses, putting them on. He hadn't wearing them, but he couldn't exactly wear contacts on the job, and it really was just to read.

He looked up at her, waiting for her answer. He checked the time, knowing morning was coming and hoping he had done all he could for her to prevent the sun from creeping into the room. He set the laptop aside, finding nothing there at the moment. He ran a hand through his hair, watching her.

He glanced around briefly, taking in the room. Two beds, a TV, a table and chairs, and then the bathroom. Simple. All he ever went for was simple, being on the road a bit.

She glanced at him, and first only answered him with a small impish smile. But he didn't leave it at that, and she found herself needing to answer him even though she had been trying to keep it to herself. "I do suppose you would be curious...you want to make sure that I don't kill anyone...and a part of you might even be curious how someone as old as me has slipped under the radar before now. "

Being as unpacked as she was going to get...and the fact that she wasn't going to be leaving the room any time soon...she flopped onto her bed and removed her shoes, getting to be more comfortable.

"The best way to be discreet...is to not be discreet." She looked at him, with that same small impish smile, "I'm going to give the hunters a phantom to chase...No, I'm not going to tell you who or how...besides you could find out really simply if you wanted." she shrugged, scooting off the bed and starting to prepare it for sleep. "But do not worry. I won't kill anyone."

Connor nodded, "Alright" He said, rising as she went to sleep. He took out clean clothes, and his toiletry kit, heading into the bathroom, shutting the door and turning the light on. He showered long, getting the lack of sleep out of his system, and the general griminess. He had the water on hot, enjoying the heat on his skin, before drying and dressing, hanging his towel back up and then heading back out into the main room. He grabbed his phone, leaving his number on the hotel notepad that was provided just in case Elizabeth woke and needed to contact him, and heading out.

He gathered some supplies, mainly for him being chocolate, and any food that would survive a couple of days, grabbing a couple of burgers and eating them in the car. He scouted a couple of bars, writing them down. He headed to the towns library, but found nothing there of any use, before heading back to the hotel. He had wasted away most of the day, and when he got back to the hotel room, found that he had an email.

He read the email, and smiled.

Finally a break, he thought, writing down the details, and taking out the map to plan their route, glancing over at Elizabeth to see if she had any sign of waking.

Elizabeth had slept well for the day, and she turned over to the sound of him checking his email. It was not long after that she her eyes fluttered open in wakefulness. Sitting up rather quickly, she stared blankly at the wall across the room until she was more conscious. She sat there for a second or two longer before he neck suddenly snapped to the side. A loud crack could be heard, followed by a very relieved sigh.

Looking around, she found a seemingly happy Connor with a map in his hands. "...I take it you found something useful...or a cute girl flirted with you." she smiled a bit at that, a sort of tease. She slipped out of bed and grabbed a new outfit for that night's activities. She had a lot of things to do- but the first thing she reminded herself about was grabbing breakfast. She glanced at the cooler. She supposed she could use one now, but it would be quite inconvenient later on when she was coming back.

The vampire turned to the hunter, still finding their partnership funny, and waited for any information he might of had that lent itself to her plans...or breakfast.

"oh...what time is it?"

Connor had turned back to his map, using a black marker to trace their route, looking up when Elizabeth spoke. He chuckled, and said, "I got some good information. And girls always flirt with me" He said with a smile, chuckling still.

"its...five pm" He said in answer to her question about time. "On the note pad is a list of bars you might find what you need" He said, returning to the map.

He finished up, and said, "My hunter friend came through, so we don't have to go to her, and get the information from her" He seemed pleased at that, "She thinks the medallion, or at least information for it, might be found in a town a couple of day's from here. An old, retired hunter lives there, and they might have notes or something on it" He said thoughtfully, "you go hunt, and I'll prepare the car to leave" he rose, to go to the cooler, "I got another couple of blood packets. Don't ask. I have may own ways of getting things" He gave her a smile.

He opened it, to show her that there were now four there instead of two.

She almost rolled her eyes at his remark about always getting flirted with, which she had no doubts that it might be true. It's too bad she was a hunter of his kind...he was kind of cute.

Blinking, she wondered where the hell that thought came from.

"hmmm 5 oclock is still sun hours...but if we must get ready to leave then I suppose it will have to work." She reached over and lathered herself in a healthy coating of sunscreen, and downing one of her pills. She was still listening, of course, it's just that she had no time to waste since he appeared to want to be gone soon. She was then pleasently surprised when he got up and went over to the cooler. Blessed be he, for there were two more packets of emergency snacks. She nodded too. "fair enough. We won't tell each other our secrets then...and just trust each other to deliver results."

She smiled a bit at that, now being prepared to pull off her plan. She grabbed a couple of the packets and slid them into her purse. "Now since it's just 5...it might take a bit to find someone...um...someone suitable, alright?"

Connor nodded, "Mines probably easier to figure out then yours" He said with amusement, folding up the map, setting it aside with a bottle of water, a bottle of coca cola, a packet of chips, and a apple, essentially his travel survival kit to last the night.

"Take your time" he said, "I'll just be here" he said, "As long as we leave by midnight, we can reach the next town before dawn" He told her. When she left, he went ot wash his clothes in the laundry provided, and dried them, packing them, and putting his duffel bag in the car, all except his laptop, when he used to watch a TV show online to pass the time. He needed a break from research, and relax. He might not get much chance to otherwise.

He wasn't able to focus on the show, his thoughts going to Elizabeth and what she may or may not be doing. He found he didn't mind, but hoped she would be alright.

He sighed.

Was he really thinking about a vampires safety?

he looked around the room. Of course he was. He had made sure the blinds were closed, so that no sunlight got in. He had got her more blood.

He was perhaps the worst hunter ever.

He chuckled at himself.

So being the awesome slippery old vampiress that she was, Elizabeth sauntered over to a local store and bought hair dye and rubber gloves. At another store, she bought a note pad and a pen. She made sure to pay cash for this. Then, finding a car that wasn't being directly surveyed, she stole it and drove as fast as the speed limit allowed to the town where she had her apartment.

(i fugred it would take less than 8 hours there since the last drive was from a stables further than the farm from the city. And farms tend to be a good distance from big cities. Unless you're in Iowa, where there's a farm in the middle of the city. but anyways-)

Once in town, she bought a quick change from a thriftstore and then pulled the car into a gas station. Going into the bathroom, she dyed her hair, changed clothes, and slipped the clothes through the ceiling tile. She then exited through the window, sneakily stormed a shady corproate office...seduced the big boss man, bit him once behind the left shoulder and once on his neck where normal vampires bit, gave him the note she had written while wearing her rubber gloves, knocked him out, erased his memory, slipped her gloves away, walked out like nothing happened, and erased the memory of his secretary while she left.

Having done her big thing, she stole another car, drove half way back (with her rubber gloves again), ditched it, drank the two packs of blood, and ran the rest of the way back.

It was very lucky for her that there was a drunk walking by the hotel when she finally returned because even though she had drank all that blood, she was going to need more after her hard night's work. Wiping the guy's memory and cleaning up, she looked at her watch and groaned when she saw it was only a few minutes left to midnight. She walked in through the door to their room and slipped her sunglasses off, sliding them into her purse and exchanging them for a moist towellet. "well..I'm done.." she sighed heavily but happily, a bit proud of all that she accomplished. "How do i look with black hair?"

Connor tried very hard to occupy himself. Taking advantage of the fact of being alone, and having a few hours, he took his four hours sleep then, deciding he might as well get it done, after of course, checking on Bessie, ringing up the stable and asking how she was.

He still felt guilty about leaving her there, but didn't know what he could do. The stable hand told him that Bessie seemed okay. She was eating, and had enjoyed time outside, so that was something. He sighed, and crawled under the covers, falling asleep. he woke twenty minutes to midnight, and packed up his laptop, and waited for Elizabeth to return.

When she did, he stood, shouldering his laptop, and looked over, a bit shocked at her appearance change. "um. Wow, you did that when you were out? Alright then. Come on, lets get going" he said, starting out to the car, putting his laptop in it, and laying out his drinks and snacks in easy reach, before sliding into the drivers seat, consulting the mapt for a minute or two, before buckling in.

She actually pouted slightly, not getting a proper answer for her question- but she supposed they had more important things to do. Even though she had rushed through her plan as much as possibloe, it still took all 8 hours that she had been given. They needed to get a move on so they werev settled in when it was time for her to sleep again.

Starting the feel slight effects of the alchohol in the drunken man's system, she pushed it aside and finished wiping her hands off. That had been one place she didn't like having sunscreen on...her hands..it just never felt right. Once the hands were dealt with, she threw the towelette away and packed her bag up before leaving and joining him in the car.The warm fuzziness was getting worst, and she narrowed her eyes slightly as her focus started giving out.

"That last one must have taken tequila shots....or something.." she said quietly as she buckled up. Now ready to go, she leisurely pulled a comb out and combed through her now stark black hair and hummed an old melody.

Connor gave her a smile, starting to drive, "They do tell you to be careful what you eat" he said with a chuckle, "Can vampires get drunk or drugged?" An interesting question. He pulled out of the hotel, stopping to check out.

The person on duty must have thought they were on the run or something, but didn't say anything, taking the key and his cash. Connor turned back and headed out to the car again, buckling in and heading out of town, starting to drive to the next destination.

He glanced back to Elizabeth as she played with her hair "Why did you dye it?" He asked, figuring it was polite to ask, but also wanting to know. He also wanted to know what she had done, but decided not ot ask that.

(So short)

"Let me ask you a question. If you drink the worm in tequila, do you get drunk?..." she paused at that, "I meant eat...if you eat the worm, do you get drunk?"

She already knew the answer, and she was pretty sure he also knew the answer...though there was always the chance of him know knowing the worm thing. She thought for a moment that it was silly for people not to know that tequila had a worm in it. that's what made the drink interesting, to her, at least.

In an attempt to shut herself up, realizing that her brain was starting to get a bit fuzzy on her, she continued to brush her hair and even went on to braid it. "I dyed it because I was blonde when I was first seen, and wearing different clothes. and lipstick..." she cleaned the lipstick off. "if you don't like the look, do not worry. It's temporary dye only."

(yup short :x )

Connor chuckled, "I tend to not drink Tequila" He said, "i go for beer or wine" He said as he drove, "I think you need to not drink blood with alcohol in it" He said with amusement, falling silent as he drove, keeping his eye on the time, and on the sky.

"No, thats a smart idea" He said, "You should keep changing it. I would, but brown's such a hard colour to change" he said with more amusement, chuckling to himself. He fell silent again, moving forward. He reached for his coke, and chips, opening both as he drove, and continued to drive one handed as he ate and drank.

He hesitated again, thinking on what he could say or ask of her. "How did you get into the immortal life?" He asked, wondering if that would be too personal, but he had told her how he got into the hunting business, so it should work out.

He glanced over at her for a few seconds as she mussed and fussed with her hair and face. He never would understand that about girls. He turned back to the road. One positive aspect about drving so late at night, not that many people were on the road he thought.

"but stupid men who think they can take advantage of women is my prey..." she protested, finishing up her braid. She wasn't fussing to look pretty for anyone, she just had a rough night and needed to feel not so hurried, like she looked decent enough for the public eye...and besides, even small details can make you unrecognisable to the passing stranger. "and they hang out at bars."

She said nothing about his comments about hair changing, though she did smile a bit at his joke. It seemed like he didn't really care what color her hair was, she she decided to not ask about her looks when she was around him....why had she been looking for his approval in the first place? She shrugged off the question, chalking it up to her upbringing. She pulled out a thing from ehr purse and started cleaning her nails. Somewhere in the midst of her running around, she had gotten the undersides of her nails dirty.

When he asked about how she became a vampire, she paused, but didn't stop. "oh...you know...I was marrying age and rebellious. Dad would set me up with his favorite suitors. and I went after those he didn't like." she said it with an almost bored tone. Finishing up her nails, she sighed and sat back in her seat. "One of those men decided it would be funny to show me why I should have respected my father's wishes."

Connor listened as she talked, and nodded. it sounded about right for the time. "Is that why you had two masters?" He asked, again thinking it might be a bit of a personal question. He shook his head, finishing off his chips. "Don't have to answer that" He said, crunching up the empty packet, and putting it in the console to throw out later.

He drank some of his coke, and continued to drive. He thought on what had happened the last few days. Hunting a vampire that was serving homeless people, finding out that said vampire was a godly person. And then running from a van of vampires and taking the vampire to his farm.

And now he was helping her to find a mythical medallion. A crazy few days. He chuckled. He finished the coke, and put that away too to throw out later. He looked over to Elizabeth again, then focused on the road continual. He made sure his lights were on high, turning then to low when someone else came the other way.

She had figured he would eventually ask about her having two masters, but it didn't want to make her tell him any more When he followed it up by telling her that she didn't have to answer, she felt a small wave of relief..but also a light bit of guilt at keeping ti from him. She sat there conflicted for some time, nervously playing with the end of hr braid.

If she didn't tell him, she'd feel awkward and guilty...if she did tell him...hell...she'd feel awkward and guilty.

What was a vampire to do?

"I would prefer not to answer that...at this time." she decided, glancing over at him after a long silence. "It's not that it's personal...it's just that it's...awkward...not something to be mentioned in a car, after 3 days of knowing you. I appreciate your sensitiivty."

She sighed lightly again and stared out the window until she fell into a nap.

Connor nodded, and fell silent. He thought about the amount of work he was missing, but also knew that there were many other hunters out here. He felt like he had to do this, to help Elizabeth. It might not amount to anything, but it was something necessary he thought. He continued to drive. As the sky began to lighten, he pulled into a town, and quickly found an inn. He rented a room, then went through it to make sure all the windows were covered and that no sunshine could get through, before unloading the car, and claiming the window bed, before shaking Elizabeth awake. He headed back in.

He set up his laptop, charging it, then claimed the shower, changing clothes and flopping down on the bed. He stretched out, feeling relaxed, and said, "If I got a RV or something, and blacked out the window, could I drive during the day while you sleep?" he asked, "Its a mute point, because I've go no access to a RV, but hey" He chuckled

She didn't realize that she had cocked out for so long. It was shortly after they left when she had been lulled into a nap, and now the sun was coming up. She quickly gathered her stuff and ran inside, closing the door behind her, and setting out her pill bottle.

She sat on the bed and prepared for sleeping while he spoke- perhaps she could keep herself tired until night fall to avoid being awake during the day. "It's not a mute point. If you want an RV, I could get you one...hell, if you wanted a limo, I could get you one...maybe a tank." She grinned at him, "Would you like to add a tank to your toy collection?"

Of course she was joking, but not about how much money she had to use if she needed to. She stretched and flopped onto the bed. Closing her eyes for a moment, she remembered her old bed back in Great Brittain. If she tried hard enough, she could almost hear the maid moving things around in an attempt to keep everything clean.

Connor shrugged "no, it's okay. Traveling a at night is better actually" he said musingly, "it's quicker and safer. As long as we don't leave a trail, we can avoid people following us. The hunt for the medallion has been a long one" he said, laying back on his bed, stretching out completely.

He fell silent to let her sleep, and just let himself relax. He let his thoughts run wild, hoping to come up with something, and essentially fell into a meditative state. He hummed softly to himself, his eyes closed, but darting around as if he were chasing thoughts.

After a while he rose to go hunt up food, bringing back burgers and chips back, sitting on his bed and eating it, savoring the taste. He never really ate healthy but he was quite healthy. He doubted his blood would taste nice to a vampire, probably full of the food he are.

He chuckled to himself, amused at his thoughts. Maybe he'd asked Elizabeth what tasted bad to a vampire. All little secret weapons he could use to protect himself from malignant blood drinkers.

She didn't stay asleep for too too long, essentially being awake once He came back with the food, and she watched him without stirring- purposefully continuing to breathe. She wasn't going to attack him or anything, but she wasn't feeling particularly talkative, especially since she had woken up because of a bad dream. She continued to watch him as he ate, starting to realize how much time has passed her by...an entire country was born and developed during her span of immortal life, and while she may have been a resident for the last hundred years, she felt like she missed pat of learning to be part of the country, after all, there were people that would talk about food culture and that a place's food was as big to a culture as it's social rules was..

"What's that taste like?" she asked quietly, looking at the half eaten hamburger and back at him. Part of her knew that even if he described it, or let her taste it...she would not actually understand...but the part that really really missed being human felt like she needed to ask anyways.