After a while she started feeling tired so she walked over to the bed and stole one of the pillows "Good night." She said quietly before she walked back over to the couch and lied down, closing her eyes, wailting for the silence of the darkness to over come her and fall asleep.

Vincent could not sleep and he opened is eyes and didn't really respond to what she said. He got up and walked over to the window and waited for darkness. His body looked tired but his mind wouldn't let him sleep.

She was deeply asleep now and had a dream of running forever through an unseen path. There was no light anywhere and even with her amazing sight through darkness her eyes could not see through this. She ended up rolling off the couch but didn't wake up.

Vincent looked at the girl when she fell off the couch. He walked over to her and gently picked her up, trying not to awake her and moved her over to the bed. He wrote something on a piece of paper about needing a walk and then left.

She didn't stir when he moved her and stayed asleep. She moaned somethings in the language she grew up learning about lafe and death, evil and good, killing and saving, and an old poem she wrote one cold, rainy, moonlit night about death and happiness atlast. She woke in the middle of the night and made her way quietly to the window, to see it was raining and the moon was full out in the one opening of the clouds. She didn't know she said the poem in her sleep but it came to mind when she saw outside. The went over it again and again in her mind trying to fall back asleep, though she didn't want to run anymore, she was tired.

Vincent was walking somewhere but he knew he would have to get back. A whore was approaching him and he could see her. He shook his head and brushed her off before continuing. He found pray much easier than expected. He went down a dark alley where a beggar sat. "Excuse me sir," he asked. "Do you need any assistance?"

After a while she sighed and walked outside, into the rain. She found a small bench and sat on it, listening to the rain while it whoshed past her ears and when it melted at the impact of the ground. She closed her eyes and sat, soaking wet, just listening untill the first cloud of the sun poked out, thick and poofy and dull pink. She hated everything about it. She would much rather see the rainbow of clouds once the sun made it's way over the horizon, or the thick glum black and purple storm clouds right before a thunder storm. She went back inside and started flipping through the channels on the television again, just to pass the time untill Vincent returned so they could move on to the next town.

Vincent ignored the man's reply and bent down, biting into his neck. The blood tasted delicious to him after being deprived of it so long. When he finished he stood, wiping a bit of blood from his face. He knew this would be hard to track and if he needed it he would have something to back him up. He walked away from the area in the direction of the hotel again. When he got there he knocked gently hoping it wouldn't take long for her to answer.

She opened the door as soon as she heard the nock questionly. When she saw it was Vincent she opened the door wider to let him in and raised one eyebrow "You don't have to nock, you know, why would I have any reason to lock the door? It's not like a little wooden door could stop our hunteres, so no reason to even bother." She wt back to the couch, leaving the door open for him. "And why did you put me on the bed? I told you I would sleep on the couch!" She was getting angry with him now that she rembered she was moved in her sleep.

"I couldn't sleep," he responded sharply. "I'd rather have you comfortable than sleeping on a couch." He felt bad for being so foul around her but he felt he had a just cause since she was being snappy with him. "Besides you fell on the floor and I didn't want you to wake up with a back ache."

She was going to reply agrily but she couldn't stop her laughter when he tole her she fell. She laughed so hard thedre were tears rolling down her cheeks and her sides hurt. When she finally could talk she answered cheerfully, still laughing but not as much "I always fall in my sleep and I never get back aches because I like sleeping on the floor!" She said inbetween laughs.(WOO!!PAGE FIVE PARTY!)

"Oh," Vincent said in response. He was slightly offended by the laughing but couldn't do anything about it. He looked out the window to see if anyone was coming and was pleased when he saw no one.

When she stopped laughing she wiped the tears from her face and bit her lip "Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh so much. I can't help it, I just think it's so funny I seem to always make my way to the floor, one way or another, and in my sleep too!" She smiled "We should preobably start for the next town soon, before they find all the dead men..." She looked out the window too, staring out into the earth, still getting soaked to the bone from the storm last night.

Vincent had forgotten about them. "We should leave now then," he said shortly. His hair still wasn't dry but it no longer bothered him. If they needed they could purchase cloaks in the next town to keep warm.

She nodded and grabbed her small bag containing her money and her small knives that she'd taken off to sleep. She put then back in her sleves and went outside to the main office "Would you get the pets while I check out please?" She asked behind her to Vincent quietly.

"Will do," Vincent said as he walked away. When he got back to the stables he found the horses at ease, munching on some hay they were given. He took them out leading them carefully in the direction of the desired place.

Once again she called "Thank you!" After him and checked out. When she was done she dashed up to them. "Okay, I think we can get on the horses now," She teased "We should give this one a name though, they don't give them names, they think it's a waste of time. You can pick her name." She was petting the horses nose as they walked on the path to the next town.

[[lotr fan right here]]

"Shadowfax," Vincent said. "It seems like a good name." He was sure how he was going to get on the horse now.

(never heard of it lolz cool name though^^) She smiled "Hello Shadowfax!" She said, jumping on to her. Shadowfax looked up at her when she said the name and Risa smiled "I think she likes her new name. Well at least better than her old name, you horse." She laughed as she rode on.

Vincent finally figured out how to get on the horse and he did so feeling more comfortable than he had been before. He was growing tired though and leaned against the horse's neck slightly.

She was looking all around for anyone following them "Shit..." She murmured when she saw about five men on horses. She looked at Vincent "Vincent, did you bring the bow I gave you? If you did, we have some uninvited company." Then she took out her favorite bow and shot two of the men. When the others started galloping she clicked her tounge and both horces raced off "Hold on!" She said to Vincent, shooting another.

The bow was on Vincent's back and he wasn't prepared when he heard about the men. He clung onto the horse's main when he told him to hang on. Once he got used to the galloping he took the bow off his back and withdrew an arrow. He turned and shot one of the men between the eyes withdrew another arrow and shot a man that was coming up just behind him.

She was still looking for more men when Vincent shot the last of them. She was riding backwards and bit her lip when she made the horses gallop "Sorry to make the galloping so sudden, I'll try to warn you more next time." Then she smiled "Your getting pretty good at horse riding, though!" She clicked her tounge again and the horses slowed back to a trot. She laid back on the hors, letting her feel dangle off it's back and pet her soft main "At least they take good care of the horses..." She thought aloud.

Vincent relaxed when the horse slowed to a trot. He had in interest in who this woman was though he dared not inquire.

"Pardon me but I cannot recall your name," he said sheepishly. "It's been a long night."

She laughed "It's Risa, Risa Felice. Why my evil parents named me suck a merry name I'll never know but they did." She laughed again. ((Risa Felice means Happy Laughed in Italian, by the way))