Inside the club there were two kinds of workers, those with collars working the tables visible from the front door, and those with bracelets who would go into the back room, passing through a thick curtain that fluttered behind them.
Kish licked his lips and as customary in the back paid for what ever the young man wanted to eat. Kishi's nosterals flared as Vincent entered, he had not expected that particular young man in a place like this.

One of the guys with Vincent grinned as he ordered a drink. "I've heard some raunchy stuff happens in the back, behind that curtain...but only certain people and the ones with bracelets get back there. I'm wondering what really goes on and if it really is a brothel back there." Daniel said and sipped at his drink with a grin on his face, he was obviously going to try and get back there.

Vincent finds this place weird, of course he's never really been in a club before so this could be perfectly normal for all he knows. Either way, it's still weird to him. He tilts his head a bit at the guy's words. "It wouldn't really surprise me...." People have sex in clubs, people will have sex about anywhere, so why not paid sex? He just sighs when he sees the look on Daniel's face. "Don't do it. You don't know what trouble you could get in to."

"How much trouble could I get into? I'm of age, it's not like I'm a minor. C-mon Vince, aren't you curious? I've even seen quite a few hotties go into the back, and not just workers, though those seem to be some lookers too. Maybe we could find you a sugar daddy." Daniel said with a grin, white teeth flashing against tanned skin.
Kishi was still in the back, relaxing with a glass of liqour, he could drink fluids, it was the solid stuff that did not agree with his stomach and would find it's way back up. He was wondering what he should do...it wasn't like Vincent believed him when he'd told him he was a Vampire.

"Well, I know that, but if it is a brothel..." Those are kind of illegal, right? So Vincent can't help but feel that it might be a bit of a VIP area and they may get in a bit of trouble considering they're not VIPs. And he has no one to bail him out of jail if it goes that route. He is a bit curious, but he's also thinking about horror stories he's heard when people go where they don't belong. He ends up blushing a bit at the sugar daddy thing. "You're going to go no matter what I say." He sighs a bit. "Lets get this over with."

"Of course I'm going." Daniel said with a grin, grinning even more. When Vincent agreed. He took hold of the other man's hand and headed towards the curtain.
The bartender watched them but did nothing to stop the pair, the patrons inside would deal with them after all. Upon entering one would see writhing bodies, fully clothed when a patron had their face buried in necks, or wrists. One pulled away and blood dribbled down his chin.
"What is this?" Daniel asked looking around, "Some kind of Vampire den?" He asked and several heads looked up, a few hissed, and one that was alone stood up and moved towards the pair to block the exit before speaking. "Why yes...it is, though why a pair of humans would enter willingly is beyond our comprehension."
Daniel shrugged and looked up at the big man," figured some sex was going on back here." He said simply, making a few laugh.

"I'm blaming you for anything that happens." Vincent just thought that he'd make that one clear at least. He just has a feeling that they really shouldn't go back there for whatever reason. But he ends up back there and squeaks kind of when he sees the blood. Whether his heart is still beating or not, when the hissing and all starts going down, it doesn't feel like it's beating anymore to Vincent. He wants to run away, but he isn't stupid enough to try and get around the guy, vampire or not. He just looks at Daniel with a look that obviously says he's blaming the other.

"Ah...that could be going on, yes, but we are a bit more discrete than this, many you have disturbed during dinner..."
Kishi suddenly appeared and smiled up at the larger man. "If they know what is good for them they will not do it again." He said and took hold of both their wrists, one in each hand. He gave a click of his tongue and the larger vampire moved aside, not looking happy at all. Kishi escorted the pair outside but did not let go. "That room is not for you if you wish to not become a meal, although you would leave alive you would have a bit less blood. When Daniel opened his mouth to protest Kishi's face contorted and he let out a hiss, his hand gripping Daniel's wrist tighter. "You do not know what you are getting into boy...those creature in there see you as food, and nothing more. And given the chance they would drain you of every last drop." He growled, Daniel finally seemed to be getting it and paled, but then again Kishi's face was scary when contorted like that.

Vincent is eyeballing the vampire a bit, debating on whether he could take him long enough for Daniel to get out...or vice versa. He stiffens a bit when he sees Kishi, now he believes him on the vampire front obviously...and for some reason he feels like he's done something very wrong, might be the fact that he's a teacher. He plans on never going in this club again, maybe he'll never go into any club again. He just lets himself be pulled along. When he sees Daniel open his mouth, he stares at him-it is a threat to kill, as he kicks at Daniel. Though he does see Kishi's face and he immediately tries to appear smaller on instinct.

Kishi calmed and straightened, "I need a promise from both of you to never go in that back room again. It is dangerous, we promise to not kill the workers...but someone like you two could easily be drained and disposed of."
Daniel nodded timmidly and Kishi let go of their wrists. "The only way you will be safe back there is if another Vampire brings you in, being owned by one means you'd be safe from others."
"I didn't think that went on back there." Daniel squeaked.

"I didn't want to go in the first place too much." Vincent says softly. He was curious, he will admit that, but not curious enough to actually go back there. He's watched way too many horror movies to be that curious. "Neither did I." He says simply. He has marked this club as a place he doesn't want to be anywhere near. Who knows what might happen when a vampire is outside of this place and feels like a snack or something. Maybe they nom on a human. Maybe that's why some people just disappear.

"You may go home now." He said softly and gave a sigh. He himself was going to have a hard time of getting home, it was still raining a little.
Daniel practically ran off and Kishi turned to Vincent. "I am loath to ask...but I must, would be willing to help me get home?" His face was neutral, now that he was not hungry he was not tempted to bite the young man. "I would be willing to answer questions if you have them." He offered as a trade for the favor.

Vincent just glares at Daniel as he runs off. He will get his revenge later, in some form or another. "Huh?" He just kind of blinks at Kishi a bit. Help him home? Part of him is just thinking that he's a vampire, shouldn't he be able to get home somehow on his own? Turn into a wolf or something? "I guess so?" He adds the as long as you don't try to bite me part in his head only. That's what he's worried about, not the having questions thing. His brain is still trying to fully accept the vampires are real thing at this point.

"I won't bite...I promise, not unless you give me permission." Kishi said softly as he took hold of Vincent's arm. "May I get your name? Mine is Kishi." He said softly. "Normally I would not need help...but rain and a lot of water changes sounds so I cant use my echo location. I live at 1498 Jackson st." His home was only a few blocks away from the club, and the school. "Most now a days do not kill prey and instead drink from multipul people. It is easier to stay hidden that way." He said softly and smiled at Vincent.

Well, at this point, Vincent is not giving permission. Not after that almost getting eaten thing. He'll be mad at Daniel for that awhile. And teach him the saying that curiousity killed the cat and all. "I'm Vincent." He says simply. He nods a bit, without thinking as Kishi talks. "Alright then...but have you ever thought of a seeing eye dog or something?" Even if he doesn't always need the dog, he would have loyal friend either way...and this wouldn't happen. "What would you have done if I had said no?" He has to ask now because otherwise, what would have happened. He just walks towards the destination. "You sure? That would explain any people that just disappear..." He isn't talking about any people in particular, just in general all over the world.

"Domesticated dogs don't like us much...only certain breeds, and the more wild the better." Vincent...he liked the name.
"Some of the dissapearences, yes, but not all, not many hunt to kill anymore." Kishi said simply.
"As for getting home...I would have managed, but it is easier with help." He gave a smile as they walked, feet sploshing in the water. Kishi stayed quiet, unsure of what to talk about now as they headed towards his house.

Vincent just looks over at him. "What about cats then?" He's not thinking about a seeing eye cat, he's just wondering how cats feel about vampires. "Well, I'd never assume all of them were like that, plenty of humans do horrible things." Rape, murder, and all other kinds of things. Since it's raining, his hair is starting to become a shaggy mess. This is another reason he doesn't like the rain. "You wouldn't have gotten run over by a car or anything..."

"Cats are cats, they are rather indifferent, though it depends on who it is, some they avoid, or attack, or like me, they seem to not care to much. Even if I had gotten hit I would survive, but I suppose my main reason for asking you is I like company, I don't get it much." He was quiet for a moment longer before speaking again. "You may stay until you have dried." He said softly as they turned onto his street.
His home was not a mansion, but the house was large and separate from the other newer homes on the street. If was much older, but well maintained with a good amount of yard before the one hit neighboring fences.

"That doesn't surprise me at all." Vincent says about the cat thing. That's normal for cats. Some will hate you, some will just be neutral, and every now and again you get one that wants to be petted. He nods a bit as Kishi talks. "I can understand that..." But he probably wouldn't ask a, pretty much, complete stranger to walk with him or anything...though Kishi can probably take care of himself if he picked the wrong person and all. "Ah...thank you." He says softly. Part of him is still thinking horror movies and all, but the rest of him? It's trying to get that first part to shut up. "Nice house." He says when they get there. It's big in his opinion...and nice.

"Thank you... and horror movies are mostly inaccurate... only a little bit is truth." Kishi said as they climbed the porch. He unlocked his door and smiled at the young man as he turned a light on. "For instance, I prefer a bed, not a coffin... beds are much more comphortable." He said as he set his walking stick to the side of the door. "Do you wish to stay till the rain stops?" He asked and faced Vincent as he waited for an answer.

"Then...what parts are they wrong on?" Vincent can't help but ask. He's always been a bit curious, but he also has some common sense to not always go after it. "I hear some coffins are really comfortable." He knows he heard it someone, but he isn't sure well. "Though I wouldn't know either way." He definitely doesn't want to try out the coffin or anything. There's a bit of a pause at the question. "I guess so...it would be nice to be dry..."

For instance...we can drink other fluids, we just can't eat food, we do not need to sleep in a coffin, those among other silly things. Though we can not go into the sun, but we do not turn into instantaneous dust...it takes awhile." Though the one about special abilities was not a lie, they could easily entrance their prey if need be...though Kishi always had a hard time with that, it required use of ones eyes and his did not work.
"We do heal from grevious wounds, but we can be killed if it is done properly." He said and smiled as he made his way to the living room. He lit a fire to start warming the house. Even toasted his hands for a moment before the flames.

"Okay, but what if the food was put in a blender...like a smoothie or whatever? Would that count as a liquid or eating food?" Vincent can come up with random questions sometimes. "I wouldn't sleep in a coffin...and there has to be a claustrophobic vampire somewhere. A coffin would suck for them." He lifts an eyebrow. "Part of me wants to know how long it takes, but then I think about how you have to found out..." And he doesn't like that as much. "Does the garlic thing work? Or the stake thing?" It would be nice to know in case he feels like vampires are creeping after him or something.

Kishi shook his head gently, "Still constitutes food, I can drink water and alcohol. I like the smell of garlic, some don't. And anything through the heart will kill us. I'm claustrophobic." Kishi furrowed his brow for a moment, "How long what takes?" he asked as he moved to his living room to sit down.

"Wel....that sucks." That's all Vincent can really think of to say to that one. And he had to ask about the garlic thing, he didn't think it would be true really. That curiousity thing kicked in so he had to ask. "A coffin would be horrible for you then." Though he can't think of anyone who would want to be in a coffin alive either. "Ah...the burning ash thing....it's one of those things that I think for a split second I might want to know, then right after, I realized that's just something I don't want to know."

"It takes a few hours actually, and is quite painful ...fire is quicker though not necessarily permanent unless our ashes are scattered." Kishi smiled at Vincent, "I don't have any food, but I can offer you a drink." He said and faced the young man.