Under the Statement (tag: Gallente)

Most travellers and passersby assumed this place as a town, but it was actually a type of gathering of sorts. Creatures of all kinds came here seeking peace and just a place to live without disturbance, and Kami's Lookout was exactly that. The homes built were very nice but had low costs, the only security were snipers who shot those making riots or were obvious shit disturbers, and the food was exquisite. The village was built atop a long hill that overlooked beautiful forests, and amazingly enough, the forest animals kept their distance. There were no trees within the town's boundaries due to the abundance of them around it, but it also allowed for decorations or advertisements for local items.

A tall, young woman was making her way down the streets toward the best coffee pub in town. Her long, exposing black dress complimented her sleek body and odd jewellery. Her short brown hair bounced as she continued walking, weaving through the crowds as if she had been living here her entire life. She had a job at the tattoo parlour, and was actually on her way to dinner after just having finished her shift. Three thick metal bands on her arms made bumps under the sleeves of her long coat, but she didn't care. This night was cold, and she really didn't enjoy being cold. Night had just fallen, too, so she knew it was only going to get even more cold.

She wrapped the ends of the sleeves around her hands tightly, then placed her hands inside of her pockets, trying to keep warm. Her eyes reflected the near full moon's light when she looked up briefly at it. Tonight it looked stunning, though. The moon appeared larger than normal, and it had an odd golden glow to it. As did Andra's eyes, whether she was looking at it or not. However, she was not linked to the moon's phases as those werewolves were. She was damn proud of that, too. Then unexpectedly, something crashed into her (or actually, she walked into somebody), making her lose her balance. She was able to catch her balance quick enough, and looked over to whoever it was she had walked into, "You okay?" she rubbed her head as she gathered herself again, making her eyes adjust to the stranger's features.

He hadnt the strength to hold himself up anylonger, after he ran into her by accident he fell and landed on his back. The fall had hit him in the head causing him to pass out from the impact. His body begining to shut down and give up. The hunger finally won its battle against him, maybe now its the end of Shinra. He didnt have much of a life anyways.

((sorry the postis short, Im bored and cant really think.))

She watched as the stranger fell unconscious, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. It was very odd that a bump would have that kind of effect on someone. She could understand if he was a human, but she wasn't so sure. Before the crowd drew its attention to the incident, Andra carefully crouched down, and picked him up. Much to her surprise, she had to put little effort to carrying him. "You can wake up now." she said, moving her grip on his body. It seemed that he hadn't eaten in at least a week. She shrugged her shoulders and made her way back to her bungalow.

It wouldn't hurt to help somebody once in a while. Once at her bungalow, she carried him inside and lay him down on the bed in the spare bedroom. She went to the kitchen and made up a couple sandwiches, then put those and two drinks on a tray, and made her way back to the bedroom. "Hey." she said loudly, firmly. She sat the tray on the nightstand and pulled up a chair to beside the bed, and started into her sandwich.

When she told him he could wake up, her voice woke him and he woke up. When she laid him on the bed he moaned softly from the warmth and softness of the bed, he felt like the woman must be strong to carry him here like this.

He looked at her when she came back while saying hey, the sandwhiches lookedgood but he knew he wasnt allowed to eat them, he never was allowed to. He didnt know what to do as she sat there and ate infront of him, he felt strange.

He backed away as far as he could untill he couldntmove back any further due to the backboard of the bed, he was afraid of the woman. He only knew one person and thatwas the woman who would beat him every day, and he didnt know if this woman was just like her.

"I'm not going to bite you or anything." she raised an eyebrow, watching him closely. "You collapsed when I accidentally walked into you. Figured I'd do you a favour and bring you here." she pointed at the sandwich that still sat untouched on the tray. "I know you're hungry, so come on over and eat it..." she paused for a moment, noticing he had some sort of fear in his eyes. "Either you can stay here and regain your strength, or I can throw you back onto the streets." she shrugged her shoulders, "Doesn't make much difference to me."

The spare bedroom had not been used in an obvious while, with the cobwebs in the corners, and layers of dust on the only dresser. He was lucky that she kept the blankets clean. The walls were an electric blue with complementing colours to decorate. All of the colours looked dull, though, due to the lack of cleaning that was going on in this room. The hardwood floor had actually been swept recently, but the ceiling light didn't show much detail to the room, as it did not have a very bright bulb. It lit the room just enough to see what you needed to.

He moved slowly to hear, still fearing her but wanting to eat. He wouldnt speak cause he was too afraid, so he just ate the sandwhich silently as he sat within arm reach of her.

The more of the sandwhich he ate, the more that he wanted. He looked for something to drink and then saw a full cup, he meant to say something but he ended up pointing at it instead. As if he was asking if the cup was for him. But then he looked up and could see her veins on her neck, that made him start thinking about feeding from her, he was wanting her blood. Not to kill her or anything like that, just enough to curve his hunger so that he wouldnt be hungry anymore. Yeah the sandwhich was good, but its not quite doing the trick like blood would.

She could see him pointing at the glass that she had brought for him in the corner of her eye. "Go ahead." she said without even looking directly at him. She finished up her sandwich, and picked up her own drink. After a couple sips, she looked up at him. She hadn't actually met a vampire before, so she didn't recognize that look in his eyes. "I'll make you another sandwich if you really liked that one."

It wasn't like she had something to do right now, but she wasn't sure if she could afford to let him stay here. "So, I'm Andra by the way." she sipped at her tropical punch, watching him. All the while, she was making sure that her voice was calm. She didn't want to sound impatient or anything. It wasn't like she cared, but at the same time... "You got a name, right? What is it?"

When she said for him to go ahead he quickly grabbed the glass and started drinking untill the cup was empty. He didnt care what was in hit, he was just thirsty. When she offered him another sandwhich he said,"I would like that, may I go with you when you make it?" He was hoping that she would say yes so that he could go with her and seduce her into letting him feed from her while she was doing something else to get her mind off things.

When she asked for his name he quickly replied,"my name is Shinra, thank you for feeding me Andra." He wanted to make sure that he thanked her most of all, afterall she did save him. He could tell this woman was tough, and it kinda scared him. But themore he wanted her blood the more he couldnt care how scary she was, he just wanted to feed.

"Shinra." she raised an eyebrow, but grinned, looking at him sideways. She finished off her drink and picked up the tray. "Yes you may. Then you can show me what you like." she said. Andra still couldn't tell what he was thinking, or how he was even feeling... but she was starting to feel a bit odd. She lead him around the corner, down a hall, then to the kitchen, where she emptied off the tray into the dishwasher. "Go ahead and grab what you want from the fridge." she said, turning on the tap to wipe off the tray so she could use it again. "The fridge doesn't bite, either. You may have more beverage if you like, as well." Andra turned the tap off, and turned around to grab the towel to dry off the tray. "It's not like I can't afford to feed somebody for a night." then with that, she set the tray on the dining table, then walked back into the kitchen to make herself another sandwich.

When she said he could go with her, he was relieved and happy. He knew he could get the chance to feed from her. He followed her as she led them to the kitten. Oncetheywhere there and shesaid something aboutthe fridge he only looked at it while thinking about her.

He walked up to her when her guard was really low. Gently he put her against the wall, the only way he could think of to lower her guard and catch her by suprise. Then it hit him, he knew what to do. He pressed his hips against hers, making it so that she could feel him and his member pressing against her leg. He didnt hesitate to start kissing her on the neck to relax her so that he could feed from her without her having to struggle.

She indeed was caught off guard, but she quickly came to her senses, "You know, I'd much prefer it..." she paused as he kissed her neck, "...if you didn't touch me..." she said, concentrating, and raising her hands to him, pushing him away. Then she couldn't help but wonder if this stranger was a vampire. Andra had never met one before, so she figured they didn't actually exist. It couldn't actually be possible to be immortal. Every beginning has an ending.

Even shapeshifters and werewolves. Their lives were extended greatly through high metabolism and the ability to heal so easily and quickly, but immortality never reached their DNA. Alternate forms always heals wounds. Depending on how bad the wound was, it would take anywhere between one shape change to twenty shape changes by the time it was healed completely. Natural body regeneration was an amazing advantage. "Umm... you know, I'm glad to help you and all, but I don't see you in.. that... way." she said, watching his movements and his eyes carefully.

He bit his lower lip some as she pushed him back, he was almost about to bite her. He had found her vein that he wanted and everything. But when she stopped him, he replied,"Im hungry." His hunger was indeed growing intensely, the more he waited to feed the more it seemed to bother him and make him feel that he needed it.

He then moved back up to her, as close as he could possibly get to her. Slowly he nipped at her neck, a series of teasing her by kissing her neck and then pulling away and repeating the process. His former master loved this cause it made the anticipation even more intense. He hopes that this will allow him to seduce her so that he can feed. He wasnt someone who would use force, he was someone that would be nice all the way through even if the person was mean to him.

While he nipped at her neck, he soon found himself rubbing her hair, trying to relax her. Everything that he was doing was just coming at him naturally. Nobody ever taught him how to do this.

Even though she really didn't want to be in such close contact with him, she couldn't help but enjoy what he was doing. It's been years since she last allowed herself to get so close to somebody, and her hormones just loved the proximity. "As I said, the only food here is in the kitchen." she said, but her voice was surprisingly breathy. Damn those hormones. She didn't push him away again. She just stood against the wall, enjoying the moment. The movements of his hand through her hair, his teeth and lips teasing at her neck, and the other seducing movements he was making surely did their job. She found her muscles relaxing, and her cares drifting away. Without even thinking about it, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him that much closer to her.

He didnt say anything when she mentioned food, he figured that she didnt know what he was talking about so he just thought he should stay quiet and keep working on his goal. He stopped teasing her once she had relaxed, then he just started kissing her neck to keep her relaxed. But once she had wrapped her arms around him, he then knew he had her right where he needed her.

He didnt hesitate or stall, he knew he had the moment in his controll, so he bit into her as gently as he could to minimise the pain. Then begain drinking her blood that flowed into his mouth, he wasnt pulling much, he wasnt trying to drain her. he just needed enough to curve his hunger and make it so that he wouldnt be focused on feeding all the time. Small traces of blood ran down the sides of his mouth and made contact with her neck, slowly going down her neck. Indeed it was a little messy but then again thats mostly because he is a baby vampire. He is still learning how to do everything.

Of course. She mentally kicked herself for so boldly not believing in vampires. Anger rose as he bit into her, pain flaring from her neck, and for what felt like the longest time, all she could feel was him drinking her blood. She didn't want to shove him away, in fear that he would take a chunk of skin with him. So she growled low, trying to hide the pain from her voice. "Get off... of me!" her eyes turned a dangerous dark yellow, and muscles tensed once again. That's what she got for trusting a member of the opposite sex. She pulled her arms back slowly, her claws extending from her fingers. She was not used to having her blood taken from her, so her muscles slowly started relaxing again. This time, however, it wasn't for anything good apart from this vampire getting his fix. "Time to let go." she said more quietly now, pressing her hands against his shoulders.

He lets go when she put her hands on his shoulders, her blood did the trick. he then begain licking her neck, making sure to get all the blood up that way he wouldnt waste any. he didnt know when he would feed again so he didnt want to waste any.

He felt sleepy from the feeding and then laid his head on her shoulder trying to fall asleep while he holds onto her by her sides not wanting to let go. He saw her as someone who could raise him and protect him, a mother type figure but not entirely like a mother figure. To him she was someone that he liked, even if she was a bit cold on the edges.

When he started leaning into her, she leaned back, but placed her hands on his sides so he wouldn't fall. "Ain't no way you're falling asleep against me." Andra told him, moving sideways so she wasn't against the wall anymore, then turned him to face the couches. "See that couch?" she gave him a little nudge in that direction, then let go of him. She went straight for the fridge, looking for something to eat and drink. The bite holes would heal soon enough, so she wasn't concerned about that. She just didn't want to fall asleep with this strange vampire in her house. She grabbed a coke, popping it open and taking a long drink. She paused for a moment, feeling the cold liquid ease down into her stomach, then continued and made another sandwich. "You know, you should learn how to stay awake." she said, watching him from where she stood in the small kitchen.

"You're lucky it was me that found you. Anybody else would have left you for death." She found it rather odd that he was even sleepy at all. From what she had heard about vampires, they did not require sleep, and got their energy and satisfaction whenever they drank blood. Perhaps it depended on the type of blood, but she didn't see the difference. Blood was blood, and she wanted hers to stay inside her body where it belonged.

When she spoke, he could barely hear her. It was as if his body was shutting down on him. But when she nudged him, he then started walking towards the couch, nearly stumbling with every step that he makes. It was true, vampires didnt need sleep. but before vampires are vampires they are human, its the human state of mind that needs the sleep. during the time where a human turns into a vampire is the only time a vampire needs sleep, thats why they are called baby vampires, due to baby's mainly sleeping after they feed from a bottle. After a year he wouldnt need sleep anymore, he would be able to stay awake forever and never get tired. But he hasnt developed his vampiric traits that most vampires have, like the desires to have women all the time and things like that.

He laid down on the couch, nearly passing out as soon as he touched it. he managed to stay awake for a few moments, just long enough to hear her for a few more seconds. His voice was weak, and showed that he was tired but he spoke,"thank... y..ou...." his voice faded away almost instantly as his body was taken over by sleep. He was glad that she had taken him in. but he wasnt aware of what she is. but he was glad that she was nice enough to take him in.

To him the type of blood didnt matter to him, he wasnt old enough to know about that yet. To him, blood was blood and just that, nothing more. he didnt have tastes or traits of girls that he liked, so far he just likes a good looking woman with a nice chest. But by nice it wasnt the size, it was more of the way how they would complement a womans body, rather than by standing out and getting in the way. he liked for a woman to be rounded all over her body, he didnt like the type that had a large but with a flat chest or the other way around, he liked for a woman to be even. And with the woman that had taken him in, she was perfect. just his type. He could tell that she may be his mate, afterall, its normally a vampires first or second person that he or she that feeds from becomes there mate.

"You're welcome." she mumbled, waiting until he fell asleep, then shifted into the shape of a hound to heal the wound on her neck. She looked more like a hellhound than anything else, but she didn't care. Everything she shifted into had a feral twist to it. In her hound form, she made her way to her own bedroom, not shifting back into her human form until she was out of the vampire's sight, despite that he was asleep. She changed into a different pair of jeans, a tshirt and hoodie, making sure to brush out her hair before walking back out of her room. She finished off the can of coke that she had grabbed earlier, and turned on the stereo that was in the living room where the couches were. Andra then took a seat on the couch adjacent to the one that the vampire was laying on, and grabbed the sketchbook that she had sitting on the nearby table, grabbed a pencil, and started to draw out some random abstract designs, and waited for him to wake up once more.

he woke up the following morning, he had slept well. Perhaps the best in the longest time that he could remember. He looked at her and asked,"did you sleep well?" he had assumed that she went to sleep and had been up for a little bit. it was early in the morning, the sun was still coming up and blessing the room with its light. He noticed that she had something in her hands so he asked,"whats that in your hands?" He had never seen something like that before so it baffled him.

Lucky for her, she slept every other day. She would be getting some sleep later on tonight, hoping this vampire would be gone by then. She still wasn't so sure whether she should be trusting him or not. He seemed nice enough, but he did trick her into letting him drink from her. She figured she would at least give him a chance. He was a vampire, after all. Seemed to be a new gig for him. From what stories she's heard, it would be safer for him to nest here.

She sighed, saying, "I slept just fine." even though she didn't sleep. She just didn't want him asking all sorts of questions just yet. "This," she held up the book, "would be a sketch book. I can draw anything I want in it." the book was at least half way filled. Each page, save the very first one which had her name on it, was completely filled. There were some drawings meant to practice shading, some were abstract and probably wouldn't make any sense to others. The majority of the drawings were black with the white pages, as coloured pencils did cost quite the bundle. She could afford them every once in a long while. She closed the book, not sure if she wanted to share them. These drawings were images from her mind, and most of them looked pretty trippy.

After placing the book and pencils underneath the couch again, she then asked him, "Did you sleep well? You passed out as soon as you hit the couch. I don't think I've ever seen somebody sleep that deeply before." by saying that, she could have given away the fact that she's been awake all night, just drawing. She worked at a tattoo parlour after all, so it especially helped her to think up new designs, or alter previous ones.

He hopes that she would let him stay with her, he likes this woman. Partly due to the taste in her blood, but then there was a part of him that felt like he had to do what he was trained to do, be her sex slave. It had been at least a week since he last had to do his job. Part of him was desiring it, the other was resisting it. But he knew the part of him that was desiring it would win.

When she told him how she slept, he smiled at her and said,"thank you for taking care of me." He wanted to ask her if he could stay, but he didnt know how to ask her, so he just didnt finish the sentence that he was thinking of.

He looked at the sketch book that she held before him and then asked,"can you draw a moment in your memory? like if you had a moment in your mind that you wanted to remember forever, could you draw it so you would remember and never forget?" He noticed her putting the book and the pencils underneath the couch and then said,"I slept well, I have not slept that well in a while."

it came to him naturally, he wasnt even thinking about it. He started crawling to her as if he was a baby or a dog. But once he reached her, he took off his shirt while moving closer to her neck while whispering,"draw us together master." Part of him felt like he was with his former master, entirely forgetting that she was dead and killed by him. He didnt want blood this time, this time he was wanting to do his job, the job of a sex slave to a master. His lips brushed up against her neck, barely touching her neck, trying to tease her and seduce her into giving in. He was just a fledgling ; a baby vampire. Things like this was a natural instinct and a natural response. Vampire fledglings would do anything for there masters, they would see there masters as the best things in the world. Not only that, a fledgling's master would be the opposite sex of the fledgling, meaning if the baby was a girl, the master would be a boy.

The master and the fledgling would often mate, something of a bond that was shared and created. It was something that just couldnt be prevented, if it was the fledgling would die. The master is choosen by the fleedgling, just like a baby chick is. A baby chick comes out of its shell for the first time and see's the very first thing and thinks that its there mother or father. but in this matter, the mater is not a mother or father, which makes mating normal.

Often the master and fledgling are very compatible towards each other, which often leads the two to form a relationship together.

((OOC: sorry about the baffling, most of it I made up... lol... kinda made a road for us to drive on ))

((you just created a fire that will never die lol))

"You're welcome." she answered simply, watching him closely. As he crawled forward, she frowned, unsure of what he was doing. She couldn't understand why he was being so... so needing for sexual acts. He seemed driven by them. She leaned back as he moved forward and started skimming his lips along her neck. She immediately stood up, stepping away from him. "Get out." she said loudly, almost growling, holding one hand in a fist, while the other hand pointed toward the front door. "I am able to draw memories like that, but I am most certainly not drawing us together. Just because I saved your ass, it does not mean I want to fuck it." she snapped, not having expected that he would be so upfront like this. She hated guys, and was now kicking herself for helping one. "I don't even know your name yet, or where the hell you came from, nothing! So get out of my house and leave me alone." and glared coldly at him, almost daring him to try that again just so she could kick his ass.

(( not even with water lol ))

He looks at her oddly as if she had said something wrong and then said,"but master, you always want me. what did I do wrong?" He was suffering from memory loss, he was thinking that the woman before him was his mater. Her Anger wasnt even provoking him, it just went past him as if it was nothing. He was used to his master being angry, so he just let it go all the time.

He stands up slowly and reaches in his pocket while saying,"but im your sex slave," his hand comes out of his pocket pulling out a small piece of paper with all the information on it. And then shows it to her while saying,"you bought me, Im sorry that I took this master." He bowed his head as he extended his arm to hand her the piece of paper.

Being a sex slave was all that he knew to be, that's all that he was ever taught to be. But he didnt have a choice in it, thats primarely due to him being a slave.

When she mentioned not knowing his name he then replied,"master Im what ever you want to name me." He kept his head bowed in respect and in fear.

"For one thing," she grabbed the piece of paper from him, reading it, then giving it back to him, "I do not always want you. You're not my sex slave, and I did not buy you! Get out of my house before I kill you!" she yelled, actually being serious about this. She had not clued in that he had memory loss, for she had no idea of what his past was. "Everyone has a name that they were born with. Do you not know your own name?" she asked, though still expecting him to leave. "You've already fed from me, so I think you should leave now." if he tried anything one more time, she would shift her shape into something that she guessed he feared the most. A feral version of the animal he hated most. She wouldn't actually shapeshift until she was sure that he deserved a kick of reality. "And you don't have to bow to me. I'm nobody important." she said, surprisingly placing a finger under his chin and lifting it upward gently.