[@Olira][@Shrivvle][@Sirkaithethird]

Great, more weirdos, Nero thought, enough to make a pureblooded vampire look normal.  He sighed gruffly shoving his phone back into the pocket of his coat, next to his holstered Beretta of all things, chewing on the end of his cigarillo, trying his damndest at this point not to blow a fuse...as hard as that was at this point.

None too fazed was he by the tall ass bitch or her walking tin can, and he more or less expected the unexpected at this point, so no surprise to a Civil War soldier just popping in.

[color=ed1c24]"For fuck sakes."[/color]  He muttered flicking his cig away.

[color=ed1c24]"Look Hilda or whatever the fuck your name is, I ain't got time for whatever you're offering, alright.  I gotta get back to my coven and make sure they're still kickin'.  In case you haven't noticed earlier, my boss and I nearly got whacked by a motherfucking death squad, so unless the only thing you're offering is blood, drugs or pussy, I ain't listening!"[/color]

And with that he stormed off to the exit of the house, already fuming under the collar.

[color=ed1c24]"And to the rest of you weird ass motherfuckers who just showed up, welcome to the party!  Now goodnight and I hope you burn in Hell!"[/color]

And out the door he went, across the driveway to his car.
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He got in and slammed the door, falling back into his seat with a sigh...of relief, then he called Mei.

[color=ed1c24]"Yo Mei, I'm on my way."[/color]