Sighing Kenzi walked down the street with a black parasol over her shoulder, shielding her from the sun as she went on her way to get herself some lunch. Seeing a young man walking towards her, she gave a shy smile and let her arm brush against his as she walked by. Turning she noticed him staring at her and motioned him to follow her into an alley where she proceeded to drain him of most of his blood and then made him forget that it ever happened. Wiping her mouth she smiled and went on her way.

Kane watched Kenzi and jumped down from a balcony. He said "You shouldn't drain people during the day. You can get caught." Kane said "My name is Kane. And yours?"

Faye smirked and saw a man. He seemed young and had a few years on him she whispered "plees" the man fell over she then said "efil niard

Lucian walked through the forest, he had a fresh kill. He saw two werewolves fighting. He walked over they stopped and looked at him. "Your fighting like dogs. I don't need any of you dead.."

David was walking through the streets, not many people could tell he was a werewolf. He kept moving something just didn't feel right, he moved through the crowd with ease. There was no problem getting through crowds, the problem was that he had to keep distance from the place he was.

Dyami walked with his head down. years had honed his survival instincts. and he knew the lowest profile lead to the longest life and as such he moved a lot and made no connections with anyone. He was a wanderer, only passing through never staying in one place long. He knew better, learned better. He was starting to get the feeling that it was time to move on again

Issa sat quietly under a tree, using its leaves to shade her from the sun. She still felt rather weak but it was better than being in direct sunlight but even so she knew she would not be able to stay outside for very long; no need to faint and be left defenseless. The silverette sighed, briefly closing her bright violet eyes for a moment.

Karou hummed lightly as she walked along the street. Her long, flowing blonde hair waved slightly in the wind as the young witch trekked along the road. A basket was hung over her arm, containing the herbs she had just gathered from the forest earlier that morning.

Emma cheerfully hopped down the street, singing a little Latin folk song in her head as she went along. She had a jolly smile on her face and her hands carried two small bags of ingredients for her potions. Although she was two decades old, she still acted like a child and though this bothered and annoyed some, she chose not to notice. As she swung bags joyfully, she stopped suddenly, frozen. There in front of her, on the cobblestoned streets, was tiny black bird. It was simply picking up a few crumbs off the stone but Emma couldn't move. Her eyes widened in fear and she began to tremble slightly. Her smile was gone and out of nowhere, she let out a piercing scream, making all of the citizens around her jump in astonishment. A witch afraid of birds? Who had ever heard such a thing? Emma turned and wanted to run the other way however after taking a single step, she was stopped once again. It seemed she had bumped into someone, but she was much too embarrassed to look up and see who it was. Instead, she stood staring at the ground, still trembling.

Faye left the man's old corpse and said "Nrut ot hsa" She left the corpse that was now ash. She walked down through the streets, loving the feeling the new life force she had. As she walked through the streets she bumbed into some girl. She looked down ready to burn her but saw this girl may be a witch. "Something wrong my dear?" Faye asked seeing the girl looked scared

Lucian said "Where is Chase?" Lucian had a plan to take out the vampires but he would have to make a deal with a witch. He wanted his personal bodyguard and the beta's opinion on his deal.

David felt his shoulder, bump into someone. He stopped for a second to look back and see a witch, his muscles tensed. He wasn't sure , if he should run or something. His nose told him, she was afraid of something, he turned his head to find a bird. she was scared of a bird the bird flew off. He looked back at the witch his grey eyes searched her for any kind of threat.

Karou almost jumped out of her skin as a high-pitched scream split the air. She jerked her head around, worried that someone may be hurt. She spotted a girl and immediately knew she was a witch. She thought about approuching but there were two people already over there and she didn't want to crowd. So she turned and continued on her way.

Issa sighed and figured she better get inside. She stood to her feet but then gasped when her knees wobbled before giving out on her, causing her to land back on the ground with a small squeak. Eyes wide, she stared down at her legs before it dawned on her that she must have been outside longer than she thought. She quickly scrambled back onto her feet but the world spun this way and that and she stumbled as though she was on a ship being tossed at sea.

No..someone..help..

She desperately flung the thought outwards as she crumpled to the ground, trying to blink the black spots from her vision.

Chase grunted," behind you. As always." A grin formed on Chase's face as he walked out next to Lucas. He eyes his face , almost immediately recognizing the look. He spoke," what do you have planned." He crossed powerful arms across his chest, the black hair brushed back out of his face and out of his eyes.

Along the cobblestone streets of the city, a tall man with strange clothing walked briskly with a cane in one hand. Beside this man was a middle aged woman whom held an umbrella above the man despite the sunny day. "Brunhilda, I honestly do not understand how you mortals can withstand this detestable sunlight. It truly is wretched...at any rate, why did you see git to drag me out here?" The man said with an exasperated sigh as he eyed the other people along the street from behind his dark glasses. The woman chuckled lightly and looked up to the man, "It really isn't much of a concern to us Master Lockhart. In fact, the sun is quite important for life to flourish.", "Bah. I'll believe it when I see it. Besides, you still haven't answered my question, and I thought I told you that you could call me Reginald.". Brunhilda only shook her head with a small smile, "It is improper for a servant to refer to her employer by first name. And I thought it would be nice for you to get out of that musty old mansion of yours while the maids cleaned it up. If you never get out, people will believe you to be some sort of deplorable recluse.", Reginald looked down at his servant, "You've still got a silver tongue on you after all these years. At this rate I might just keep it in a jewel after you're buried." he mused. Brunhilda only smiled wider, "As if you could ever touch silver, Master Lockhart", the two shared a brief laugh, then continued their walk through the town.

Lucian said "I may have a way to beat the vampires....but it involves working with a witch." He began walking "She said she can beat them but requires blood of nine vampires...but I also dont trust her...."He sat down and Lucian looked at Chase "Her name is Faye..."

Faye looked at the black bird and said "Gniw nekorb." The bird let out a loud squeak and fell to the ground, She said "Filthy vermin.."

Chase walked beside him, thinking quietly. He said," so... We would have to get the blood of nine different vampires... And give it to a witch that isn't trustworthy... But rarely is there a trustworthy witch. It might be worth the risk, to get the vermin exterminated. He remained standing as Lucas sat, finding it more comfortable to stand right now then sit.

Issa let out a small whimper as she tried to climb to her feet only to sink back onto the ground. Her mind spiral back and she released that as well as staying in the sun too long, she hadn't drank her dose of blood this morning. She mentally cursed herself as she finally slumped to the ground, defeated as the blackness began to close in.

She was done for, she knew it. A weak vampire that was low on blood and in broad daylight? She would be lucky if she lasted an hour before her body began to shut down.

As Reginald and his servant continued their stroll, they came upon a rather odd sight; A young woman had been attempting to stand up from beneath a tree, only to slump back down with an exhausted expression. To Brunhilda's eyes, this person seemed merely sick, but Reginald knew far more about what was going on. He'd been around long enough to recognize the signs of an exhausted vampire out in the sun, and it was clear as day to him that this was what was happening to the young woman, "Brunhilda. Might I trade my can with the umbrella?? I will be needing a small bottle of blood as well." Reginald mused to his servant. Brunhilda looked to her master quizically, but followed his orders never the less, swapping the umbrella and cane, and producing a tiny bottle from her sleeve. "Thank you kindly Brunhilda." Reginald said curtly as he walked towards Issa and loomed over her, his shadow and the shadow of the umbrella blotting out the sun, "It isn't wise to sit out without protection you know." he said in an amused tone. The vampire knelt down to his fallen brethren and uncorked the vial of blood before holding it just in front of her face, "Drink.".

Issa blinked, feeling the hotness of the sun beating down on her cool. She raised bright red eyes and meet the eyes of a man. She blinked again, recognizing him as another vampire. She flinched however when he knelt down and tried to inch backwards but found she was too weak to do so. Her attention was drawn elsewhere when a vial was produced and held in front of her face. The scent of the contents drifted to her and her body acted before her brain could register what was happening. She took the vial and upended the contents into her mouth. She tried recoil away as the taste of human blood touched her tongue but her body refused to move, not caring what kind of blood it was; only that it was blood. When it was empty she slumped back to the ground, feeling the blood working its way through her system.

She looked up at the other vampire, gaze timid. "T-Thank you." She said in a quiet voice.

Reginald's expression was still one of amusement as he'd watched the young vampire drain the vial with a somewhat disturbed look, 'Must not be used to human blood...' he thought quietly as the bottle was emptied with haste. Once the vampire finished and allowed the blood to do its work, she thanked him with a rather meager expression, "No thanks necessary. And you needn't behave so shyly child. I've no intentions of harming you." he said before standing and extending a hand, "Come now. Lets get you out of the sunlight before you end up collapsing again. My servant only carries but so much blood with her.". As Brunhilda watched her employer, the seemingly perpetual smirk on her face widened into a full on cheeky grin, watching her master actually display genuine kindness to a stranger, let alone another vampire, was quite a sight to behold. She'd be sure to find a way to use this moment to taunt him when she had the chance.

As soon as Emma saw that the bird was gone and no longer a threat to her, she turned to the female with a grateful smile. "Oh thank you so much!" She said cheerfully, embracing the witch just as a child would. She then turned to the boy she had bumped into, bowing politely. "I apologise for that sir," she reached into one of her ingredients bags and took out 2 Phoenix feathers. She handed one to the boy and the other to the female witch. "Please accept these as a gift of gratitude and an apology."

Issa waited a moment before she tried sitting up, relieved to see that she seemed to have regained some of what little strength she had. She looked up at the man, eyes now bright violet tinged only slightly with red. Her gaze dropped down to his hand and she stared at it a moment. She wasn't used to being helped by anybody, heck, she wasn't used to contact with others period. Other people scared her and that's why she stayed away.

But this man helped her so she owed him that much. She reached out one small pale and hand hesitantly placed it in his own.

Reginald gently helped the young vampire to her feet with a comforting smile, "There, that's much better is it not?". Despite his polite demeanor Reginald could already feel Brunhilda gearing up for another round of jeering once he had made sure Issa was squared away, 'That woman...I swear...' he mentally groaned. "Now then, what is your name child?" the elder vampire inquired as he tilted the umbrella to better shade himself and Issa.