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Vladimir focused on following her. He listened to her speak about not being able to change and gave a slight chuckle. [color=lightblue]"Bloodthirsty reporter comes to mind."[/color] the statement was meant to be a jest...not insulting. Though Vladimir is known to make the mistake of combining jest and insult and get into trouble. 

He tilted his head as she spoke of someone else who had blood list. [color=lightblue]"Part of her problem would be looking at humans as a food source. That and not having a back up supply in case...in case this happens"[/color] his voice sounded more and more soothing...the predator peeking out. He chuckled at the age comment. [color=lightblue]"A couple decades older....I stopped counting after awhile."[/color] he saw the vehicle and the man and worked on inhaling through his mouth.

When a gun was pointed at him he did not even flinch. He simply crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. he watched Sasha step in front of him and get the guy to lower his gun. He silently thanked her for defusing the situation before he snapped and....something unpleasant happened. He made his way inside the car on tha passenger side and felt a tad uncomfortable. This car had some iron in the metal...that should definitly insure he doesn't bust out. He strapped on the seatbelt as a thin measure to help prevent lunging.

He vaguely heard Sasha tell Jean that he was a part of soldier when his head slowly turned to face the man. A low growl echoed from his throat. [color=lightblue]"Whatever you are afraid of...I would recommened getting over it. A sped up heart makes you seem very...edible"[/color] he inhaled and in an effort to distract his brain quickly put a hand on the side and exposed some of the frame he then put his hand on it and growled as his hand began to smoke and sizzle. Wincing he removed his hand after a few moments and breathed heavily. That helped...and hopefully increased the time before he tried to eat one of them.