"You talk too much, it'll get you in deep trouble some day. Just show me to the bar." He says, losing patience with the fae very quickly. His annoyance is plain on his face and in his manner - he taps his foot lightly, his arms folded. The nearby light sources cast an eerie glow across his face, though his sunglasses and the eyes behind them never have shadow cast upon them as if they radiate light of their own.

" I only talk too much when pissy shifters ask for help." She smiled as she pointed in the direction they were going, walking as she did so

" humans always rush about..I guess it could be a problem when they only have a short lifespan." She actually was having a bit of fun annoying the shifter, and it wasn't her fault that it was so easy.

The man walks a few steps behind her, his hands in his trenchcoat pockets. He says nothing--he has no need to converse with the girl, now that he knows where he's going. If one really looked hard, they could swear that he had a slight smile on his face - though from the fae or from being so close to his goal, no one would say. The air of malice around him turns into an air of violent excitement. 'You're mine, Alexia. Only one will survive, and you missed your chance long ago.' he thinks to himself as adrenalin starts to flow through his veins as they near the bar in question.

She stops suddenly and looks back at him," you know..considering the fact that I can feel your body dripping with ill content, your making me wonder if I should even be doin this." She grins and glamours herself to look like the girl from the picture, "what did this girl do to piss you off so much?"

Then she shifted back to her actual form, the gold colored skin, black eyes, and white spikey hair. She prepared herself for whatever he would do to her. Sometimes she wondered if maybe she was more Unseelie than she thought

He grits his teeth and tries to keep from strangling the damn fae. "Don't do that." He growls. "Suffice it to say we have a little game going, and she's about lose. Continue on." He manages somehow to keep control, even though every inch of his brain is screaming to kill the fae and search by himself. "If you want a better idea, she's my 'rival'. Are you happy now, fae? Any other questions for me, or can we get back to you showing me where she is before I lose my temper?"

She shakes her head," You don't get it, where we're going, these shifters have basically formed a pack. IF she has been around here and they know her, the second they smell your intent and trust me if I'm swimming in it, then they'll smell it, they wont help you at all..in fact they'll probably try to force you out of the bar." She circled around him," can't you hide it or something.

"I don't need to hide it. If anyone tries to stop me, they'll end up dead." The man grins darkly, as if he's looking forward to the violence. "Trust me, at least a few of them will know who I am...and if they know me, they won't try to stop me. Are you going to show me the bar or am I going to have to search it out myself?"

She sat there, staring at the man and just shook her head," Great....I decided to help some sociopath. I really don't need the Valkyrie's coming after me if you go on a slaughter."


( I'm about to add the Valkyrie's into the story. They'll be the sort of supernatural police in here. You can't go around just killing a bunch of people without attracting someone's attention corrent? Well these guys are the ones who help keep regular joes from finding out about us)

The shifter groans, obviously eager to get to his goal. "If you don't want them cracking down on you, then point me to the bar and scuttle away. No one will know that you were involved, fae. But I have duty to attend to, and like that old song said, 'Killing is my business, and business is good'. I don't care if the Valkyries come after me, they can't stop me from achieving my destiny." His voice is hard and cold, but excited at the same time. 'It's been a long time since I got to cross another one off the list. So close...'

She blinked at him for a few moments," Ok Mr. There Can Only Be One." She chuckles slightly," As to them not knowing about me, yeah they will considering they'll find out where you've been and since I had to bring you to visit my medicine man, the troll will tell them I was with you...all depends on which one comes down here to deal with you." She starts mumbling and walks around a bit in a circle. Random words like "guilt" and "karma" would pop out. Finally she stops and looks at him," Here's the deal shifter, you will tell me why your here and you will answer me honestly. If you do I will bring you to the bar's own front door. if you don't though...or I just believe your lying to me, I'll send you on the biggest wild goose chase you've ever dealt with and frankly..I really don't care at this point if you kill me...I've been around too long anyway." She grins, walking towards him

"Do we have a deal?"

"Hahhh..." he heaves a sigh, reaching a hand up and taking off his sunglasses. His pupils are the same color as the lenses of the sunglasses - bright yellow. "Fine. Deal." He answers, putting the sunglasses in his pocket. "Let's start with the basics. My name is Mikhail Lenimov. I am a shapeshifter, as you already know. Now..." He pauses, thinking of how to word the next sentence. "I am a...'Bounty Hunter', I would suppose. Except that I don't collect bounties, but I do have a list of people I want dead." He folds his arms and slowly wanders aimlessly in the given area. "Five years ago, I was...wronged. Greatly wronged. My life was destroyed, so I plan to pay these people back in kind. 'An eye for an eye', so the saying goes. I have been tracking this particular woman for nearly three years now, and she has led me here. She was the one who orchestrated the entire thing, and for that she must pay with her life." He stops, tapping his foot softly. "My only goal is vengeance, and if the Valkyries have a problem with it, they can shove off. There, is that enough for you?" He turns to the fae, glaring at her.

She looks him over up and down," Gees, you sure your just a shifter and not part Unseelie? Bounty hunter my ass....alright..promise is a promise." She turns, motioning him to follow," It'll be quicker if we get a taxi."

"Alright. I expect you to hold up on your end of the deal, Fae." The man says, quickly shifting into a snow-white kitten like the one from earlier, and leaping up onto a bench then onto the Fae's shoulder. It looks at her expectantly - however, in this form, the air of violence and uneasiness is gone. To anyone else, it would just seem like a kitten.

She glances to the cat on her shoulder," I never said you'd get a free ride on my shoulder shifter." The last word was added with a bit of malice at him," get off and walk or else I'll throw you."

(ug sorry gotta go, go ahead and post a reply and I'll reply as soon as I can)

The cat hisses at the fae and then quickly leaps off of her shoulder, landing on the walkway without incident. It sits down and waits for her to get going, cleaning it's face as it does so.

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She smiles down to the cat," Was that so hard...hm I believe in this form I shall call you .....Mr mittens," She chuckles a bit then starts walking.

The cat hisses at her again, a sign of displeasure for sure, but it follows her anyway. 'I hate having to rely on this Fae, but if I don't then I may never find her.' it thinks to itself as it walks alongside the girl. 'Maybe I shouldn't kill Alexia right away, maybe I should make her suffer. As she did to me. She'll regret not killing me when she had the chance.'

They finally arrive on a street corner and Nihm flags down a cab. A few minutes later, after an argument over whether or not the cat gets to ride in the car, Both of them are off. She looks down at him," Well Mr. Mittens fear not, we shall soon reach our destination," she says , turning to the window, thinking to herself Then it'll be back to the slow life...."

The cat gives a hiss when it's called 'Mister Mittens', but it doesn't make any hostile actions. It sits on on the other seat calmly. Well, apparently calmly - if you look, you can see that it's paws are shaking with excitement like a child on Christmas morning. After a short while, it begins to purr as it senses it's destination is coming up. 'Ha ha ha. It's been a long time since I've felt this way. Seems like I'm only happy when I'm exacting vengeance.' Then the cat suddenly stops purring. '...what will I do when this is all over? When those bastards are dead, what will I have to live for? ...no matter, I will deal with that when it comes. Death in battle would be the best fate, but only if I complete my goal.'

Absentmindedly Nihm reached over and scratched the cat behind one of his ears. midscratch she stopped, her eyes widening and looked down at him," Um...sorry....force of habit?" She removed her hand and looked out the window," Almost there."

The cat doesn't make a sound, confused at whether to feel angry or not. Regardless, it curls up and takes a light nap until they reach their destination. Mentally, it lists who it's killed so far and who it still has to go.

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( lol is cool, this will be my last post before beddy by time)

Finally the taxi stops infront of an alley and Nihm pays before opening the door. She nudges the cat and points outside," After you." Then crawls out of the taxi.

The cat jumps out of the car and flees quickly into the shadows of the alley. A few minutes pass - the taxi driver speeds away, and the shifter walks out in his human form once again, complete with trenchcoat and sunglasses. "Ahh. Feels good to be in human form again. I only shifted into a cat so I didn't freak the taxi-driver out." He says, his mood significantly improved. "Now, where did that bar go? Are you going to show me to it?"

[I'm not going to be on much this week and probably next week as well because I'm going to stay at a relative's for New Year's and they might not have internet. I'll have to kick you out of the blood bank Leir so you won't have to be stuck while I'm gone :sweat: and I'll just time skip my character when I have access to Menewsha again :)

"She's only a temporary intern so there's really no need.", began the head receptionist as she led the young man down a long hallway. "Besides, humans won't believe we exist right?"

The dark haired vampire finally brought the drifter to a simple room filled with storage coolers. This was where all the freshly stolen blood was stored. Rois Rouges never fed its patrons blood that was more than a day old. They only stole blood that had been donated on the same day, leading to suspicions from other vampire-run blood banks that vampires are truly behind the thefts. Any blood not consumed will be moved to other storage rooms for human medical use.
"Alright, just take your pick and if you want to warm it up, run the pack under warm water." she said, pointing to a small sink nearby. "When you're done, make sure you don't have any blood on you before you leave. You won't believe how many times we've had to explain to the police why we've got people coming out of our clinic with blood on their faces. One reason why we barely have human staff working the night shift." The vampiress then left the ukulele toting vampire to his meal.

She smirks a bit," Its down the Alley, around the corner." She looks him over a bit then shrugs," I can't go down there, shifters don't like the fae too much cause of some myth that we're the fault of their problems or something. Good luck with your quest for vengeance, hope you find something to do after its done....though I don't see you as the knitting type." She smirks a bit, removing a cigarette from her pocket and lighting it.