Mister Thirteen

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I understand @LadyRunic. Take your time, sickness can be a pain in the arse, putting it nicely.

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The bathroom door opened and Liza stepped out, pulling the door shut behind her. She now wore her black button up shirt, a pair of dark jeans, and her simple black shoes from before, along with her earrings.
She looked at Alice with a look of satisfaction, she was disguised well enough. Between the clothes and the dim lighting of the bar, surely no one would piece together who she was. The shoes would be an inconvenience, but Alice would just have to manage.

"Tighten them up as best as you can. I would give you something else but those sneakers and what I'm wearing are the only shoes I have. You'll just have to make do for tonight I'm afraid." Liza said.

Liza stepped over to her night table, grabbing a small ring of keys and a wallet, which she stuck into her pockets. She pulled the window blinds shut after taking a final look at the red evening sky and the sun which was nearly vanished past the horizon.
Liza was now turning off the apartment lights, as she did so she looked to Alice, asking,"Are you ready to go?"

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Liza gave Alice a kind smile in return, replying,"Your welcome. I'm glad to have you along. It might not be your kind of scene, but at least it'll give you a chance to unwind in the 'normal world'."

Liza turned back toward the bathroom door and suddenly stopped again.
"Shit," she hissed, turning back to Alice,"I just remembered your supposed to be in hiding. Hmmm..."
She thought, bringing her right hand to her chin, her eyes drifting over to her dresser. Her face then suddenly lit up as she caught an idea.
"There's a pair of sunglasses and a pony tail holder on top of my dresser," she said,"you'd better wear those or someone might recognize you. Believe it or not your on the news, Alice. The police have put out requests for information on your location or any possible leads. I saw it all on tv this morning while you were asleep."

Liza turned back toward the door and stepped inside, as she turned to push the door shut, she said,"There's also a pair of sneakers under my bed. I don't wear them much, so feel free to have them yourself. I'll be out in a minute."
Liza pushed the door shut gently behind her as she finished her sentence.

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Sorry about how short these last few posts have been. I was running short on material and I'm not adding in much thought or feelings on Liza's part to avoid spoilers.
Things will pick back up in the next few posts though I promise.

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Liza lay her picture back on the table and stepped away from the chair, looking to Alice as she did so,"I work in a bar actually," she said,"a place called Benny's Bar. I'm a waitress and I clear and clean tables too. I highly doubt it's your kind of place, but like I said your free to tag along if you want."

Liza stepped over to a large dresser at the end of the bed. She opened the top shelf and began searching through the assorted clothes until she found what she was looking for, a black button-up shirt with a broad collar. Her work shirt. She closed the drawer and headed toward the bathroom to change.
She stopped just short of the door and turned back to Alice and asked,"So, are you coming with me or staying here?"

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"It's alright." Liza said not turning around, though her tone was softer.

Liza's pencil etched along the white surface of the paper as she drew. She was in fact adding the finishing touches to her picture, and her finicky edge was showing as she nitpicked at the near finished drawing.

On hearing Alice's question about needing a lot of blood, Liza responded,"Not a great deal, no. A Vampire in fact can comfortably survive by drinking the blood of one to two people a month. This of course is easier to determine when you feed from humans. Personally, I consume about seven of those bags of blood a month, give or take."

Liza held her picture up before herself, finally satisfied with how it looked, though she blocked it from Alice's view.

"Don't worry, Alice," she said, her voice low and toned with sympathy,"unless you truly choose to, you don't have to kill to feed."

Liza stood from her chair slowly, her picture held in both hands, gently grasped at the edges by her fingers. She stood in place, looking at her picture still.

"Actually," she said,"there are some Vampires who avoid human blood all together, instead choosing to kill and feed from animals. I wouldn't recommend it though, the blood is putrid and foul. At least I've never taken to the taste, anyway."

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Liza stopped drawing abruptly, the scratching of her pencil ceasing. She turned her head over her left shoulder to look at Alice, her amber eyes burning across the room at her.

"If you mean a Vampire, then yes, I am."

She turned back to her drawing, the soft scratching of lead on paper returned.
Without looking back, she spoke again,"And no, I won't feed from you. In fact, I don't even feed from humans. The blood I have stored in my fridge is human blood true enough. But it's from a blood bank."

Liza stopped drawing and lowered her pencil, she reached for a pink eraser and began quickly scraping away her paper, sending a flurry of eraser shavings across her paper. After softly blowing them away she continued,"I have a friend who's a nurse at a blood bank. She keeps me steadily supplied with freely donated blood. No need for killing when I have to feed."

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Liza sat at the table at the far side of the room, in the chair facing away from the bed and the windows.

Before her lay a pad, a sketch pad to be exact. Liza was leaned over the pad with a pencil in her hand and a look of absorption on her face. She was carefully sketching away at something, stopping on occasion to madly erase a mistake or displeasure to her eyes. It was a moment before she stopped drawing and noticed that Alice had exited from the bathroom.

"I put some clothes on the bed for you. They're mine but you can borrow them while your staying here with me."

Liza returned to her drawing pad and began scribbling away intently, shading something deeply with her pencil.
The clothes she mentioned lay on the bed as she said. A shirt and a pair of skinny jeans, as well as a pair of undergarments.

"Those underwear are from a freshly opened package, don't worry." Liza said with a unbidden smirk as she shaded away still.

The shirt was an indigo color with sleeves that were open at the shoulder, like the white shirt she wore. The jeans were a deep ocean blue and were decoratively freyed along the pockets and at the base of the legs.

"I've got work in a few hours," Liza said, "from eight to one. You can stay here or if you want tag along."

The face clock on the wall stated the time at seven six o'clock. The sun could be seen out the window, creeping down toward the horizon, soon to disappear past the skyscrapers that lined New York.

"By the way, the name's Liza Cook."

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"Geez," Liza said,"you needed it more than I thought."

She hardly hesitated, Liza thought,this could be the first time she's fed since she was turned. In that case it's good that I brought her here when I did. Any longer and the bloodlust would have taken her, worse than likely in a public place. Geez...

Liza blinked and stepped over to the nearby table, having a seat in the bedside chair.

"Put that in the trash when your done," Liza said as she situated herself in the wooden chair,"more specifically wad it into a tight ball and cram it into the bottom if the trash. Help yourself to a shower when your ready, I'll have some clothes for you to wear when your done."

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I don't think it could've been anymore embarrassing @LadyRunic. >.<

Edited.

Terribly sorry about that!