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[abigail]

Abigail looked up, she could count the stars. She could see stars. Certainly no one would be expecting her this late. Across the way from them, an inn. The last one. She didn't know this but the last one before the academy, was right there. Yawning, Abigail sighed. "Really.." She stopped and looked to him. "I'm sure I could find it in the morning. Thank you, you've been a huge help, and as soon as I get to school in the morning I'll certainly put in a good word with you, heck I'll buy you dinner, but I really...I need to get something quick to eat, and then I need to sleep...I'm exhausted, I won't lie, I've been up all day, and it's late. And after all" She smiled now a coy smile. "Things roam in the dark." She insisted and turned towards the inn that looked so warm, so cozy, so nice. "Really...if you er...need a place to stay, if you live at the Academy, then stay here yeah? I'm sure you could hawk that dress and probably feed a third-world country for what it's worth" Abigail joked and shrugged. The dress meant nothing to her. She wouldn't wear it. It was just one of those silly wants or a dream that everyone had every now and again.

Wanting something they didn't need as she seemed to recall.

As she watched him, she got a different sort of vibe from him. Not a bad one...or a good one just different. A different aurora around him. Interesting, very interesting indeed. For a minute she was just watching, staring to be exact, something that was very rude, but something she couldn't help all the same. Hmm.

"Er...right my name..uh" She stopped. her name? What was her name? Her name...ABIGAIL! She had almost most the question entirely, she had been so deep in her thoughts. "Er Abigail" She smiled slightly now again, trying to ease the situation. This was not normal by any means. "Abigail Chase...and yours?" She questioned.

[regous]

"Really.." She stopped and looked to him. "I'm sure I could find it in the morning. Thank you, you've been a huge help, and as soon as I get to school in the morning I'll certainly put in a good word with you, heck I'll buy you dinner..." the librarian said in an exhausted manner.

Damn it! This rang through Vincent's mind again. He has earned her trust, but will he get to feed tonight. He didn't want to do this, but part of him now did. Part of him wanted to suck her dry. Perhaps he should just drink from a hobo's blood. No one will notice their absence. But no...Vincent would never on his life give a hickey to a filthy scalawag, and especially not a male. Even if he considered the option, there were no hobos out tonight. No he shall take his share from this young girl or die trying...

"Er Abigail...Abigail Chase...and yours?" Abigail questioned.

"You need not know my name sweetness...And I think I'll take you up on that dinner offer. You don't need a job to buy me dinner though consider me head chef and your date." replied Vincent taking off his scarf. He looked chilling as he stood in the darkness, his pale skin around his mouth was now visible.




"You have enough to satisfy my hunger, and you don't need dollars or euros to pay. I take a whole different bloody currency!" Vincent rang out sharply dashing toward Abigail thrusting his right palm forward latching strongly onto her neck.

[abigail]

{OCC: Soooo sorry >< )

Abigail looked to him still unsure about this. Hmm. She really had to get inside, it was late, it was cold, and everything just...felt off. Looking to him now, studying him, Abigail watched him speak again as he unwrapped his scarf. Hmm. Maybe he would now reveal himself, and she would be able to at least see his face. He began speaking again and she began to stop talking and listen.

You need not know my name sweetness...And I think I'll take you up on that dinner offer. You don't need a job to buy me dinner though consider me head chef and your date." replied Vincent taking off his scarf. He looked chilling as he stood in the darkness, his pale skin around his mouth was now visible."You have enough to satisfy my hunger, and you don't need dollars or euros to pay. I take a whole different bloody currency!"

Abigail looked at him like he had gone mad. What...was that? What? Was he going mad? Abigail raised a hand to brush her hair out of her eyes as the wind blew softly and made her shiver. She was about to ask him what he had meant when he began to answer her question by grabbing her neck. Oh my god. Oh no. No. no. No. This was not good and left Abigail squirming and letting out a screech as she tried to push away from him and stop time, stop him, and get away. Where was her cat when she needed them, she had let them out that morning to wander the city and learn the place, and get familiar with it, now she could REALLY use their help if they would offer it.

"Get off!" She screeched pushing at his chest trying to get him off. The only problem was she wasn't that strong, and she could only freeze him if he wasn't touching her. Damn. Damn. Damn.

She really needed a distraction, something to get him off of her, but right now, she had little hope if any at all.

{I know...not amazing sorry again >< }

[regous]

"I truly didn't want to have to do this Miss, to perform the act of the very abominations I despise. But I am different, I'm not one of them..." Vincent muttered raising the struggling librarian a few inches from the floor. He began a mad dash carrying off into the dark alley, being careful so that the hood does not reveal his face. He felt more and more regret for what he was about to do sink into his soul as he felt the young woman writhing in his hold. He hated that he didn't have the carnal desire for blood as do other vampires right now the desire that would numb his conscience. This and him being able to feel pain are the only things that separate him from the "abominations" he so despises.

In the darkness of the alley he pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth with his hand. Now all he has to do is go in for the juice of life.

[abigail]

Abigail struggled and threw her body this way and that. She tried looking up trying to kick him, yell, anything. She had...he had been so nice to her, and then, this would go to show how unsafe everyone is, and this would scar her, forever. Struggling, Abigail tried freeing herself once more. As he dashed into an ally, her hope of getting away slowly started dying.

Finally he had her pressed against a wall and Abigail...well had lost most hope. "Please" She whimpered "Don't..." She said trying to connect with his eyes. She couldn't. His hood and his glasses were in the way, and that well kind of ruined the effect. Glaring up at him now she struggled but he was strong. Her feet weren't touching the ground anymore, her body was pressed against the hard cold bricks of a wall, and he was now trying to press his hand against her mouth. This was not cool. So she was now catching on, what he was doing, what was going on. He was a vampire and he was trying to get blood from her.

"My blood will be--" Her mouth was covered and she moved her head away to the side trying to get his mouth off. "Horrid" She sputtered "You realize there are more attractive girls, who would love to have you do this to them" She wiggled more trying to at least distract and make conversation. 'Like out of one of those stupid romance novels" She wiggled again, more frantically this time. "Plus wouldn't you love to seduce one--" She was covered again and moved her head downward this time. "That is more attractive one with long hair, and ugh blue eyes" She let out quickly trying to distract. Just keep talking and figure out something later. Just keep talking.

Low self esteem she had, and thinking this might actually work, maybe she wasn't as smart as she gave herself credit for, she had thought she was intelligent but this didn't seem really like it was working as she struggled here.

[regous]

{Nice (british accent lol)}

Vincent actually was listening under the cold demeanor of his shades and hood. Part of him, a big part wanted to just walk away. But he knew he couldn't. He covered her mouth firmly with his gloved hand, still making out some things she was saying.

"Hey! Whats going on over there!" shouted a fat man jogging over hearing faint noises from the alley.

Vincent's heart raced, what to do what to do. He looked Abigail in the eye, knowing she was about to scream for help. So he shut her up in the most non violent way he knew how. He pressed his lips firmly against hers and he wrapped his arms around hers holding them in place.

"Oh!" the man said startled in a sorry to interrupt manner. Noticing that he was clearly "blocking" from a distance and steadily moving away.

"Your blood will be a lot better than some of the pretty girls I have seen with make up." Vincent said picking Abigail back up by the neck. "Many of them have..."fleas". I don't meddle with them, maybe a flirtations remark or two but they are easy. They say the harder the girl is to get after all makes the end result a whole lot better anyhow." Vincent said quietly. "Now I am afraid you are making too much noise..." Vincent said sharply eerily changing the topic, bucking her head quickly against the brick wall behind her.

{ lol}

[abigail]

A voice. Someone heard her. She was saved. SHe was saved, oh thank god she was saved, she looked trying to connect eyes with the man that was coming closer, that was until Vincent...well flat out shocked her and kissed her. What. The. Hell. Abigail struggled underneath and tried waving the man back. No. No. No!! This was not what it looked like! Come back! No come back please come back! Abigail would admit, kissing him...wasn't that bad, but in any other situation it would have been fantastic, this situation? It made her feel sick, very...very sick. Would he kill her? Turn her? She didn't want to be a vampire she really she didn't.

Abigail struggled against him, and the man walked away. "I hate you" She sputtered glaring up at him and when he started talking.

"I am easy, I was easy. I was so..naive. Following you. You have not a clue where the school is. And your just...horrible" She hissed as he began explaining his reasoning. "Yes but just think they'd be easy, you could get more that way" She uttered feeling like she was slowly losing this battle. When he hit her head against a wall like cracking an egg open she felt quite woozy and her head started spinning.

"Oh my.." She murmured and became awfully still and quiet as she tried to recover. This was not good. Not good at all.

[regous]

Vincent winced as the sharp words pierced him:

"I hate you"

No one had ever told him that. He was always adored everywhere he went for his looks and of course his money. But then again any half way decent looking guy who has some money or fame is handsome these days. But enough thinking, time for action Vincent thought as he shook his head. He pulled Abigail's arms around her like she was hugging herself, almost as if he were trying to tie her in her own arms. He spun her around and held her neck up to his mouth.

Conscience about what he was going to do, regretful almost afraid, he slowly almost carefully sunk his teeth into her neck on the right side. His eyes opened wide as the delicious flood entered his body he started to lose regret, his cold skin warmed up, the peelings on his face from the sun light started to close up, he felt faster, he felt stronger. He covered Abigail's mouth with his left hand and wrapped held her body with his right. He could feel how much pain she was in, but he knew he couldn't stop unless he felt he had enough to go on for a few more days.

[abigail]

No. No no no no. PLease. Don't. Of course she could only think this. Abigail was a goner. Abigail didn't try to fight him, she couldn't, there was no way she could only the small sounds of her trying to move, trying to get away which was...useless. Why? Why did this have to happen? Why was her karma so bad? Why did this have to happen to her. Abigail struggled and felt herself very...faint. The world was still spinning and her head was slowly starting to hurt. A headache, or maybe it was a migraine she couldn't focus anymore. That was when she felt it.

His fangs sunk deep into her skin, and all that could be heard from her was a small sound coming from her lips, the teeth, the pain, the flow of blood, she could feel it all going on around her, and her head was still...reeling and everything was so slow and surreal.

"S-stop" She murmured her body stopping all struggling and just everything stopping. She didn't fight it, she didn't even try to stop him. What was the point, and she couldn't really...feel anything anymore. This was so weird for her, and different. If she lived, she would defiantly right this one down and begin to write down all her experiences down. Then from there write a memoir for the magical community to read.

The arms he had wrapped around her body, her own arms, they became limp and wouldn't stay around her body, and her body just merely sunk into his as he continued. Her eyes watched everything he did, and no longer was she scared, just...she was very very faint.

[regous]

Vincent continued to feed now almost without care, he felt numb and desensitized to it all. That was until Abigail's body stopped squirming in his grasp and her arms relaxed. The last words she said came out weak...

"S-stop"

Vincent now realized that he had gone overboard, he took more than he thought he needed. He had to stop now, or she would surely die. Vincent pulled his teeth from the young woman's neck and lay her down on the ground near the brick wall. Her eyes were half shut...Was she still even conscious? Vincent looked at her backing away.

"What have I done?" Vincent thought to himself. Now if he leaves her here, she will surely die and on top of that possibly be taken advantage of in this sketchy place. Vincent thought to himself, he had to clean up this mess he made. He could not just leave her here to die, that would be something those low lives would do. There was a hospital nearby, he could always leave her there and possibly persuade (pay) someone to donate blood to her.

Vincent scooped Abigail up in his arms and begun surveying his environment. There was a small hospital somewhere around here...

Vincent threw Abigail over his shoulder and jumped from wall to wall up the tall building and scaling the walls and windows with his free hand until he reached the top of one the four story buildings. He stood there for a while looking at the full moon in the sky as the clouds slowly blocked its view. He began looking at all the buildings and lights on the streets below them. It was quiet. He was almost in a trance looking about for the hospital that was suppose to be around, totally forgetting the possibility that Abigail could still be conscious.

[abigail]

She was barely there. It was just...weird. She was there but not there. She could see, and she could feel, but her mind and her thoughts were elsewhere. Like...why hadn't she talked to her parents more, or what about her brothers. She loved her brothers, she missed them. Abigail felt the blood slowly drain from her body. How much did he plan to take anyways? Lovely...and then she felt the cold hard ground but her body was numb, so all she really felt was a thud...no pain, no hurt.

He was leaving her now...where were Catfish and Gypsy? Why weren't they coming? Why hadn't they come? Unless they were lost or something of that sort? She had told them, she remembered to stay close.

Ugh. Someone was picking her up again, she could feel her limp body just...floating it seemed as he picked her up again. Why though? What one helping wasn't enough? He wanted to come finish her off? Turn her? Kill her? What he needed some vampire companion to boss around and she was the 'lucky' victim. Ha.

Umph. He was not taking any thought to be gentle was he? Her eyelids flickered and she blinked rapidly for a few minutes trying to figure out what was going on and what was happening. He was taking her somewhere, she felt them moving, and he was taking her...to his home? To...to god forbid rape her or something along those lines. "Stop..." She murmured as her arms clung to his back, not very strong but her hands holding onto him. "Where are we going..." She murmured trying to lift her head and shift so she wasn't thrown over his shoulder but able to see him..his face.

[regous]

"There!" Vincent whispered in relief.

He had found the hospital he was looking for not to far off. Holding Abigail strongly in his grasp he sped across the top of the building jumping from rooftop to rooftop like a dancing shadow. The wind was fierce, but Vincent tuned it out in his little trance "jump, quickly now get your balance!". He was quite thrilled in what he was able to do, he never actually participated in childish play for a long time, since he was thirteen to be exact. He was numb to the chilling irony of the scene, that he was saving this girl right after harming her, he was the hero and the villain of this little play.

"Ok now JUMP!" Vincent thought aloud as he went for a huge jump across from the tall building he was on over to the hospital roof, about fifteen meters distance. But the thrust he used coupled with the intense wind despite his bowing head resulted in his hood being blown off for the entirety of the jump.

"DAMN IT!" Vincent cursed sharply as he slid along the roof top of the hospital trying to hold his ground. He flipped the hood over his head and remained in thought for a few seconds then glared intensely at the girl in his arms. The coldness of his red tainted shades could not hide his worry and anger. It could not hold back the unsaid, that the answer to this question determines whether he let her live or die...
Did she see?

[abigail]

Abigail was bouncing around on his back this way and that way, and the migraine she had just kept getting worse and worse. Nothing was going right, and certainly all this bouncing wasn't helping. Like honestly, none of it was just...no. It all needed to stop and then some voice shouting jump, and jump and jump and all of it was just getting to her and her head.

"Ughhh..." She groaned softly her glasses falling off her face and dropping to the earth below her.

Wait what? EARTH? BELOW HERE?!?!...oh no. Very sick...very...very sick. Deep. Calm--Abigail tried to hold it in. But she got sick, heights, and moving so fast, this was making her sick, and her head whirl, and this just wasn't fun.

For a minute she didn't see anything. Not his hood being thrown back, not anything but the blurry motions of everything around her, then she saw it, him, his face, HIM! She blinked a few minutes staring up. This wasn't him...this wasn't real this was...a dream. Yes. All a giant dream and she was just...merely dreaming and she would wake up, and she would be at the school and all things would be restored...yeahh she didn't believe that for a minute. "Please let me go...please?" She whispered upset.

[regous]

"Hmm" Vincent thought to himself. Even if she caught a glimpse of his face, there is still a chance she could not make out who he was under the shades. There was a good chance she may not remember his face, or that she even new of him. He was famous, but she was fresh to this big city, there's no way she would be able to point out the prestigious Vincent Lawrence as her blood burglar...Unless she read an article about him or something...

Vincent slung the girl over his shoulder once more, looking out into the darkness of the city. He could no longer see the dark mass that was the academy that should be nearby. It was around ten years ago when he last saw it, maybe it was a false memory...Does this place exist? Did it simply move? He would have to find out where it is and somehow convey the location to Abigail, not in person of course. He did tell her he knew where it was...He couldn't lie to her and just leave her abandoned on another side of town.

Vincent perked up remembering that this girl has suffered a good amount of blood loss. Grasping her tightly he spun around on the edge of the rooftop of the hospital, and jumping from windowsill to windowsill made his way down. He walked up to the entrance of the hospital securing his cloak. He took a deep breath and walked into the building with the girl in his arms.

Gasps of horror and questioning whispers echoed from the nurses and secretaries as they watched him come in.

"I found her a few blocks back near the inn." Vincent said wearily pretending to be a bit in shock of the situation. "It...It looks like something bit her..." he continued looking away as he made the remark." Hospital staff can be seen down the hall rushing a stretcher pass nurses and visitors as they stumbled out of the way.

Vincent was very uneasy looking at Abigail. Her eyes were shut now but she was making faint noises a moment ago on the rooftop. It would be quite inconvenient for her to awaken now. The best idea was to shorten this visit.