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"Just remember....just because you're alive now doesn't mean you can't become my enemy later...." Ryo's gaze shifted to a sort of glare for a moment before reverting. "But anyways....Have you seen Dagan? I have yet to find him. He must've went wandering by himself or something." He looks around, wondering where his son was.

"That boy....his rush for adventure never ceases to amaze me." Ryo laughs a bit after that statement. "I'm sure he's outside romping around, slaying 'demons' or something. Who knows...whatever it is, I'm sure he's fine. He's a real fighter!"

Ryo's look settled to a worried one for a moment, thinking about Aura's relations with the vampire. Speaking to himself, he thinks out loud. "It's not that I would hate you...it's just that the dead should rest in peace, not roam and ruin the lives of others. I feel guilty for that but....I've nearly experienced the conversion twofold...". Ryo wanders out the front door in search of his son now.

(g'night)

Vincent had spent the last few days in his room alone healing. He had come out once or twice to get something to drink before returning back to the dark depths of his room. He knew that Lady Pheaura had left and had read the note she left. The small child he had found hadn't woken up yet and still leyed peacefully on his black silk bedspread. He wasn't sure when she would wake up but judging by the large wound on the back of her head.
Vincent stood from his chair and made his way over to the door, he didn't bother putting on shoes since he didn't plan to be out that long, he just needed something to drink. He slid over the heavy lock on his door and pulled it open stepping out, he closed the door the lock sliding back into place as usual before starting on his way down the hall towed the kitchen.
Vincent was dressed casually as he was whenever he didn't intend to be interacting with people. He wore his black button down shirt that he kept open and a pair of black pants with creases running down the legs.

The door was surprisingly heavy, Vincents room was a dark place, the only illumination coming off a small half melted candle that sat on the dresser in front of his bed. The little girl who was now wearing a black Victorian style dress with white lace was lying on his bed.
Vincent made his way to the kitchen relatively quickly and pulled the container from the fridge, he didn't bother with a glass pulling it open and taking a drink. He turned on a heel and started back down the hall towed his room.

Vincent was heading back up the hall when he heard a heavy door slam, he hurried his pace up the hall. He didn't think anyone else in this wing had a door heavy enough to make that much noise but his. He hurried his pace slightly leaning around the corner to peer down the hall. Sure enough there was a lone figure standing in front of his door. In the blink of an eye he had made his way down the hall and was standing just be hind the culprit. he was about to raise his hand for a swipe of his razor sharp claws when the sweet smell reached his nose, it was Aura, and her wolf who he hadn't seen until now because of his color.

Vincent gave her a half smile" I thought someone was trying to break into my room when i saw you standing out here.....its quite alright, The child is doing fine, I checked on her a little while ago..If you would like to come in you are more then welcome to." he said closing the lid of his container and moving past her to push open the door. "excuse me for a moment Aurahkah." He stepped inside, the door closing behind him involuntarily.

((bbl, got to deal with something))

Nailah tossed in her sleep and began thrashing beneath the covers. She could feel the dream coming back. It was always the same....
She was in ancient Egypt again. It was only a few days after the fateful antidote had been administered. She still wasn't sure of all the effects. She ran through the streets bypassing all the busy people out getting last minute supplies before the market closed. The sun was setting and Nailah knew she had to get back to the temple. Suddenly she heard a girl scream. A wave of nausea raced over her as rage and fear battled inside her. She ran towards the scream, unsure of what was happening. As she got closer the nausea got worse until finally she dropped to her knees adn vomited.
When her stomach was finally empty, she stood up and wiped her mouth, then continued toward teh screams which had gotten much louder. The fear was fading now. In it's place was fury. The kind of which she had never felt before. It passed through her veins and settled in her breast begging for release. Nailah's hands clenched almost unvoluntarily. She had no idea what was going on and it scared her.
Finally she came upon a man and a woman. The woman was screaming at the man. Fat tears rolled down her cheeks as she continued to yell. Nailah felt the rage explode in her brain. Her mind took on a whole different thought process with three words echoing continously...kill...maim...destroy. All of it came together. She lost complete control a second later.
Watching in horror, as though she was not herself, she saw herself sway and fall to the ground. Slowly she got up and with a roar ran towards the man who had now grabbed the woman and attempted to subdue her. Nailah watched in horror as she grabbed the man and began to beat him. Then when it appeared he couldn't take anymore she ripped out her daggers and went to work on him. Slicing faster than her eyes could follow the shocked man fell into shredded pieces. Blood spattered everywhere adn the other girl ran away screaming.
Nailah was slammed back into her own body. She was holding the remains of the man in her hands, his skin impaled with her bloody daggers. Her dress was drenched in blood and the stench of death hung in the air. Frightened beyond belief she dropped to the ground and...

Nailah flew into a sitting position, her breathing heavy and her sheets drenched with her own sweat. She looked down, half afraid she would see her nightgown covered in blood. When cool, damp cotton met her touch she relaxed some. She stood up and crossed the room attempting to calm down.