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The shadier parts of town

Finally, night had fallen. Stalking some of the less... friendly parts of the town was a lone vampire. She was looking for heroin or opium- more specifically an addict. A fine needle like that would not be able to pierce her skin, and any other method was ineffective. She had to take the blood from someone that had the drug in their blood.

No, she was not an addict. That was one of the benefits of being a vampire. They did not gain addictions. Their body was too busy constantly repairing any damages and undoing any changes.

She just loved the rush of euphoria. It was something those she drank from got to experience every time she drank. Why should she not feel the same every so often?

And so she wandered among these shadier parts. Who knows who- or what she might run in to?

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Nanashi nodded. "I have a deep respect for you. I try above all else to protect children. Whether or not you did it for selfish reasons, I am thankful that at least you helped this girl get her revenge. A child is the worst thing to abuse. However, what do you mean that you should not be here?"

"I did it because she deserved her revenge," Alessa said plainly. "I am a demon, of course I did it partly for me. But that child was robbed of everything that was precious to her, and in the end, they barely left her with a life. I was more than happy to make those filthy people pay."

She said this matter of fact. "But when I finally did get her revenge, I should have faded away, and instead found myself on the ship. I don;t understand what my purpose is, being here."

Nanashi grabbed Alessa's hand, "As I see it, there is one more group threatening her. The ohm. We can defeat them and set our worlds right- or something like that." Nanashi was not completely convinced herself, but it sounded pretty. "Can she hear me?" She was curious. Not that her vicious acts would corrupt the girl more than she was, but rather, Nanashi hoped to say something to the girl, perhaps to console her, or something."

Alessa shook her head. "You misunderstand. When I finally reaped the revenge I sought, when I killed all of those chaotic people, Alessa and Sharon became one, and I disappeared. It was over. I shouldn't be here. I should have ceased to exist."

She looked down at Nanashi's hands. "It's upsetting. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing on this ship."

Nanashi looked concerned. "Perhaps it is just because you are powerful enough to take on the Ohm. aside from that I have no answers for you. All we can do is try to fix things, is it not?" Nanashi still did not fully understand. Who was this Sharon? Even if Alessa was a demon- and most definitely an adult- she still hated seeing a child's face troubled.

Alessa would never allow herself to look troubled. If anything, the demon girl was in that rare grouping of "line facers" on the ship: her expression was usually impassive. "I am not consumed by thoughts of revenge agaist the Ohm," she said. "These people on the ship lost their homes, and they are angry about it. I lost mine, but I don;t necessarily feel sorrow or rage. If its possible I can fight the Ohm, all the better for me, but what is my motivation for fighting them?"

"Avenging all of the children on all of these worlds that did not make it to this ship. All of those that those bugs ripped apart," Sam replied as he made his entrance. He had smelt blood and followed it. When he found these two, he wasn't particularly surprised. He dropped down from the rooftop to a crouch. When he stood, he brushed the dirt off of the knee of his trousers and buttoned his blazer. "Sorry I'm late," he said, nodding to Nanashi.

Nanashi's teeth clenched. She did not want to be reminded of that so brutally until she was about to fight the ohm herself. Still, Sam had a point. "Indeed. Aside from that, there are many children here who are suffering because of those beasts." A drop of blood entered the sound of Nanashi's voice as she growled, "That is why I will rip them limb. From. Limb."

Nanashi nodded back to Sam, indicating that she did not mind in the least.

Alessa watched for both reactions: one from Sam, the gentle vampire, and then from Nanashi, the vampire that was not afraid to get her hands dirty. The three of the, it seemed, had something in common: children were the focus of their protection. Alessa had an idea that despite this, she might be still a darker person than either of them, but this information she kept to herself.

"The threat of the Ohm is nothing to take for granted," Alessa said. "They are the most dangerous of any enemy we would have ever faced. Even now we are being lulled into a false sense of security. So eat, the both of you...I have to kill. It is important to gather our strength."

Sam understood the implication in Alessa's words and shook his head a bit sadly. "I'm no warrior. I'm a doctor. My older brother is much more of a warrior than I am." He glanced around at their surroundings. He found the sources of the blood easily enough. One was Nanashi's handiwork, and the other had to be Alessa's. He remembered the latter's interaction with that young girl vampire, and swallowed.

He strode closer to Nanashi. "I have good news," he said to her quietly. "I've managed to acquire quite a bit of animal blood, enough to keep us satisfied for a while. We will still need the slop for our primary source of food, but it should keep things calm for us." Calm he said, but the scent of fresh blood was a bit overwhelming for him. His fingers twitched slightly.

Nanashi's nose wrinkled. "Animal blood still pales in comparison to human. I do not know about how your physiology works" She turned to Alessa, "Or yours, but I, the more I drink, the longer I can go without blood."

Of course, after a point, each meal dropped exponentially in effectiveness. Nanashi smiled- a lot less of a crazy smile than she had shared with Alessa before, even if she felt the same way. Now there was just an audience "We can gouge ourselves on these humans. Not that I will kill another, too many deaths will bring attention. Aside from that I would like to see if this world has any company that caters to the needs of a vampire. Perhaps they buy human blood off of people, which we can buy off of them."

Nanashi turned to Sam, "Can you take blood with the right equipment?"

Physiology. Feeding. Blood. These were things Alessa understood someone like Nanashi and Sam needed, but for a demon like Alessa, the truth was a bit more complicated. The talk of blood she could understand easily enough. Different things consumed things in their own ways.

"I feed on chaos, death...that is why I went to this away mission. Killing random people in allies is not how I usually work. I'm in the fight, crushing, ripping, destroying the enemy. I cannot do that in secret. If you can do this on the planet, good luck to you. But I would wonder how that might sit with those security people on the ship."

"Of course. I could get some from willing donors easily with the right equipment. I'll need a little time to get it." He looked at his watch. "We don't have a lot of time until we have to get back to Stacy. Whatever we do we have to do it quickly.

He lowered his voice so that others around wouldn't hear. "So we'll have to have our meal here before we go." He glanced around, sensing out his own target. He found a young woman, clearly over 18. He hoped there wasn't anything truly heinous in her system. Her forearms were heavily tracked, but a bit old. With any luck, she'd been scared off the harder stuff into something a bit lighter. It was clear she was drunk, at least.

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She scoffed a bit, "I get the feeling that security on the ship will never feel safe with people who are the predators of humans on the ship." Nanashi already had one Seritavi on board. She would likely over time create others. She still was not going to pass up the option to sample as many others as she could, or to stock the ship as well. If they had an upcoming mission, Nanashi could not afford to weaken her Seritavi.

Nanashi held Sam's shoulder, following his gaze. She knew that Sam did not like the idea of drugs. She, on the other hand, clearly did not mind. In a flash she was beside the girl, her fangs in her neck, though not at the artery. That was not something you opened for a test sip. Covering the girl's mouth Nanashi beckoned for Sam. The only drug in her system was alcohol.

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