<span style='color:purple'>Snapping 'dragon's necks....oh joy</span> She thought to herself, before remembering that she was guilty of the same action and a bit worse. The fact that sometimes he couldn't remove the pauldron was a bit odd, although the look it gave him suited him well. She watched as he tossed his dagger so that it landed on the hilt and then bounced back up so he could throw it down again. He was doing well, her hadn't yet cut himself or done anything to the floor other than continue to drive in a small dent. <span style='color:purple'>What do you mean by someone like me?</span> She asked. If he was reffering to the fact she was well dressed then she didn't see his point. Most of the money for her clothes was from Em, who insisted that she have decent things to wear at all times of the year. <span style='color:purple'>'Sides 'dragons run pretty fast when they get just take a glimpse at me. I mean, i've got the stitches that make my wings look like i took the leather off of a football and my eyes look like I've got spiders in them and then there's this cloud...</span> She said, poking the smoke-like blackness that surrounded her. She chuckled to herself. <span style='color:purple'>You don't know the half of it.</span>
<span style='color:red'>Well, you look quite well-off, so it doesn't really make sense.</span> Korif shrugged. The blade on his dagger nicked the front of his wrist as he went to catch it. It wasn't too deep a cut, but it was probably the speed with which it cut him that made him mutter something in a different dialect. He licked the wound a few times, and winced as it began to sting. He put the dagger, which now lay on the floor, back in its sheath against his boot and sighed. It was nice to have company for once, but he felt awkward. He didn't know why, but the feeling had overcome him. As before, he shook it off and kept looking at Leah.
<span style='color:purple'>Looking well-off and being well-off are two different things. I've got a friend that insists that her way of paying me back for getting her on her feet is by giving me money to buy what i need from the royalties off her writing.</span> She said. She wasn't proud of the fact, but she had done quite a bit to get the girl situated and get her into one of the rater prestegious schools, so she sometimes felt that she was entitled to it. She saw the dagger nick Korif and watched as he licked the small cut. The muscle underneath her left eye twiched once before she made an effort to swallow down any inclinations she had. She forced herself to think of other things, anything. Though now she was quite aware of a strong heartbeat. <span style='color:purple'>You've got two options. What and what? Leave. Or...? You can always just sink those fangs of yours into his neck. And how do you prepose i go about doing that subtly. Haven't you payed any attention in class for the last 8,000 some years?</span> A smile slowly came upon her muzzle. It would be horrible of her to do anything just to get blood and then leave. Although now that she thought about it... She shifted a lock of almost-black hair from his eyes and then letting her fingers slip down the side of his face. <span style='color:purple'>What the hell do i think i'm doing?</span>
<span style='color:red'>Aww, hell. I had a feeling this would happen. Vampdragon, right?</span> Korif was almost certain Leah was, but he needed to be sure. While he was worried she'd end up bleeding him dry, literally, he had a feeling she would leave him alive. <span style='color:red'>If you are, just come out and say it. I won't hold anything against you. Can't afford to in these streets.</span> Korif's breathing got a little faster again, like it was getting to back in the market. <span style='color:red'>Please, put me out of my misery and answer the damn question...</span>
Shit. She knew that something like that was going to happen. She pulled back, her eyes looking downwards. <span style='color:purple'>Yeah...</span> She had a spot of trouble believing that he wouldn't hold anything against her. She wouldn't drain him dry if she got the chance, she'd fed in a shadier corner of the market early that morning, she'd have enough self-control so that she could leave a 'dragon -namely Korif- just the slightest bit dazed. <span style='color:purple'>Told you, you didn't know the half of it.</span> She said, her voice less forlorn though a little more down than normal. <span style='color:purple'>Damn mood swings.</span> She thought to herself, she tried to be a bit more 'normal', though she got the feeling that she came across as sad or some other such emotion.
Korif didn't move away from her. He just stayed where he was, and grinned. <span style='color:red'>Alright, point taken. So, you feeding off me or what?</span> The Anuban seemed almost impatient, as if he were expecting it to happen. He wanted to get this over with, and if he was going to die, he was going to die. Nothing more to it. <span style='color:red'>Little hesitant, huh?</span> He looked over at Leah, seemingly unfazed by the fact he had discovered she was a Vampdragon. He always believed in the old saying 'it takes all sorts.' He was still a little nervous in case she jumped him when he wasn't expecting it.
<span style='color:purple'>Hmm...I might feed off you...possibly , though if I did I wouldn't jump you, I'd do something a bit more like this.</span> She pushed him over a bit so she was comfortable on top of him. She slid her fangs out and neatly sliced into the flesh of his neck. She drank some of his blood, he had what she fondly reffered to as 'silk blood'. Anubian blood slid easily down her throat, unlike that of a pendragon's, that was like trying to drink pudding. She felt him squirm a bit under her and sent soothing thoughts into his mind, at the same time trying to get his heart rate so that his system wasn't working in double time. She pulled her head back and licked the small droplets of blood from her muzzle. She let korif lay there as he was and just shifted a bit so that she was next to him. <span style='color:purple'>{Don't worry, we've developed a nice little safe guard. You stay normal so long as you don't drink my blood}</span> She thought to him.
<span style='color:red'>That was... relatively painless...</span> Korif twitched slightly as he tried to take in what had just transpired. He looked at Leah, and kept trying to getting his mind working again. <span style='color:red'>That was something else I wasn't expecting.</span> Once Korif's brain had returned to full function, he tried not to think about it. He was still somewhat confused, and even though he felt he'd done another living being a favour, he couldn't help but think it was the wrong thing to do. He knew it could have side effects, but Leah most likely wouldn't tell him.
<span style='color:purple'>{Quick thing: I'm not talking because it'll sound like i'm screaming to you, one of the only things you'll notice...well that and being a bit confused and being just a bit more perceptive for a bit, but all that wears off in a matter of minutes.}</span> She thought to him, even then lacing the words with soothing thoughts to keep them from feeling sharp. She smirked. She made the whole process of being fed upon painless for a reason: if she didn't she would feel like she had really done something wrong...not that feeding off of 'dragons was right, but haroks and trisks and other creatures were just not satisfying enough. She had lived off of those for a while, but in the end she had quite literally gone insane and managed to drain a dozen or so 'dragons. Something she didn't intend on doing again.
<span style='color:red'>Don't you smile at me like that, you scared the hell outta me!</span> Korif had to try hard to stop himself from laughing, just to make himself seem more serious. He understood why Leah did what she did, but he still didn't think it was very funny. <span style='color:red'>So, anything else you'd like to tell me before it springs out unexpectedly?</span> The right of Korif's mouth turned upward in a half-grin. He'd be willing to bet she thought it was a good laugh.
When Korif told her not to smile as she was she began to grin. What she had done wasn't funny, but his reaction to it was in her opinion. She heared a small chuckle that he was obviously trying hard to hold back and it took most of her will-power to keep her from laughing out loud. When he asked her if she had anything else to tell him she made it look as though she was thinking hard. <span style='color:purple'>Hmm... well, key trades are lying and seduction and um... uh... You know, you have really nice eyes.</span> She said, her voice quiet so that he didn't percieve it as overly loud.
Korif gave a unconvinced smile. <span style='color:red'>C'mon, Leah, I can see right through that one.</span> He twitched a little, again. <span style='color:red'>See what you've done to me?</span> he chuckled. <span style='color:red'>Permanent damn twitch!</span> He took another look at his cut. It'd stopped bleeding, but it still stung. He flexed his hand and it felt like the wound was opening up again. <span style='color:red'>You're not like most Vampdragons I've come across, you know. Most were quite up themselves, and some others were just nutcases. You... you're... unique, in an odd, disturbing way.</span> <span style='color:red'>You, sir, are an idiot.</span> growled his mind.
<span style='color:purple'>No I'm serious, you've got nice eyes!</span> She said again. She let her lips curl up in a smile as he kvetched* about the twitch. <span style='color:purple'>I doubt it's permanent, and if it is... sorry. Although it is kinda cute.</span> She added. It was rather uncharacteristic for his line of work, though he'd been on edge when she'd met him in the black market. Ah well, she still sided with herself on thinking that it was cute... it made him seem somewhat volnurable -maybe that was why she liked it. Unique in an odd and disturbing way... well it could have been worse. She could have been a total nutcase or any other stereotype that could have fit her kind. Although she did want to know what exactly made her odd and disturbing, if it was how she looked. Well she could fix that to an extent. <span style='color:purple'>Odd and disturbing, but unique in it. Fair enough. You want something for your hand, I bet I could find something around here that could be made into a temporary soft splint and bandage, if not a bandage itself.</span> <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>*kvetch: The yiddish word for part moan, part complain, and part joke about something.</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>Nah, it's ok. I've had worse, believe me.</span> He seemed to think back for a moment, then shuddered. <span style='color:red'>And why do I get the feeling this 'nice eyes' line's working?</span> <span style='color:red'>You're weakening, my friend...</span> His mind jumped in again. <span style='color:red'>Cute twitch?</span> Korif quirked an eyebrow. <span style='color:red'>See, this is one of those reasons you're unique in an odd and disturbing way. I'll bet your sense of humour's another one.</span> he sniggered. Yet another reason she was so different. She was taking all these 'insults' very well for a Vampdragon. Most other Vampdragons would have attempted to rip Korif's head off by now.
<span style='color:purple'>You get the feeling it's working because it is.</span> She teased. When he mentioned what her sense of humor must be like a reckless gleam came into her eyes and she gave a small laugh. <span style='color:purple'>My sense of humor is twisted and morbid to say the least. I have to share my dorm with a thill named Kataari back in the east. She's scared of everything so I like to put random dead things between the sheets of her bed and then have myself a good ol' time when she hasn't noticed them and goes under the covers to sleep.</span> She said sniggering. It was rather mean of her, but dammit did Kat get on her nerves. So she got easy revenge seeing as how if she killed her Kat's 'boy friend' would personally kill her too and then probably kill himself and then there would be a whole messy lawsuit that no one would want to deal with and the case would end up on some crappy television show -and no one wanted that. <span style='color:purple'>I still say you've got nice eyes though, like black diamonds.</span> Leah said. She'd never been known to stay on one topic very well and usually lost arguments because of it.
<span style='color:red'>Ah, there you go again. I still don't believe you, you know.</span> Korif was unsure as to whether she was exercising her skills on him, but he didn't really care. <span style='color:red'>I had a feeling that was the sort of thing that you thought of as a laugh... quick change of topic too, wasn't it?</span> <span style='color:red'>Good god, she's more demented than I expected!</span> His mind was decidedly restless on the subject. <span style='color:red'>Shut up, will you? Else I'll mute you with more fist fights...</span> The other part of Korif retorted. His mind said nothing else.
<span style='color:purple'>You don't give yourself enough credit. You look good... just need to learn how to relax...</span> She heard the whisp of a thought '...more demented than I expected!' Leah furrowed her borw comically and glared at Korif. <span style='color:purple'>I am not demented!...Well actually now that i think about it... nevermind, I'm not going to say anything.</span> She said, her mind going over a few of her less normal habits. Talking to herself, sticking dead things in her roommate's bed, romping around with various con artists, insulting 'dragons in Ramathian rather than English. Yes, she was rather demented now that she gave it an inkling of a thought. <span style='color:purple'>Me? Scaring people for kicks? Never!</span> She said sarcastically. <span style='color:purple'>Quick change...yeah...they tell me i've got a bad attention span but the don-- oh look a gun! Just kidding. I'm just trying to make a point. You really do have nice eyes though.</span> there she went again, going from one topic to the next and back. She really did need to work on that.
Korif shook his head a bit, rolled his eyes and sighed. He forgot that Leah could hear what he was thinking, and his brain quickly learned its lesson. <span style='color:red'>Umm... that, err...</span> He gestured to his head with his thumb. <span style='color:red'>That's very difficult to control. Sorry.</span> he smiled sheepishly. <span style='color:red'>Please, stop with the eyes thing, I think I'm gonna cry.</span> Korif grinned. He wasn't used to people being so nice to him. Or at least, he thought she was being nice. She seemed sincere enough, but when he learned of her trades he wasn't so sure.
<span style='color:purple'>Nah, don't worry about it, i only heard it because it was open and i was half paying-attention. Do you know how to put up mental shields? Those help a lot, here especially.</span> She said reffering to the Black Market. Most thieves, if they didn't have even just a weak shield up would be found out before they go within ten feet of their target. She gave a genuine smile when Korif asked her to stop commenting on his eyes. Her facial features softened as well when he said he was going to cry. Something in either the way he said it or the look on his face when he said it made him seem kind of like a lost puppy. It was in one word: cute. In her opinion anyways. <span style='color:purple'>Aww. Okay I'll stop, but one question... how long have you been... er... working and living out here by yourself?</span>
<span style='color:red'>I know how to set up a mid-level barrier, but I just can't be bothered right now.</span> Korif rolled his eyes. <span style='color:red'>Hmm... how long have I been out here? Since I was about... 16, 17, something like that. I wasn't kicked out or anything, I just didn't want to end up being too dependant on my parents, expecially after they die. Makes life too difficult.</span> <span style='color:red'>Anything else you want to ask me, or would you rather build up to it?</span> Korif teased. There were some things he wanted to ask, himself, but he just couldn't work up the courage to do so. Korif had always been a curious and inquisitve one, and he was always looking for something else he had never seen or known before.
