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Midnight walk

She had lost. Well, of course she had lost. She had expected to lose. The was really little chance of her winning. She had known that. The election hadn't been for actually gaining the position, but making herself known on the ship.

Still, that didn't mean that losing the election didn't hurt her pride. She had logically never expected to win, but emotionally she had expected it. Perhaps even felt entitled to it.

She had other things that she was free to do now, things that would continue to move her plan forward, but for now she ignored Kano's urging for her to keep moving with her plan. Instead she wandered among a labyrinth of flowers and shrubs of all sizes and species. Benches were placed periodically among the plants to sit and relax. Several fountains dotted the twists and turns of the path. The garden itself was half surrounded by a chest high wall, the other rounded wall was made of sheer rock face and was dotted with little white flowers that sparkled in the moonlight. They grew along the walls as well, so that the outer line of the garden seemed to be surrounded by silver. Closer investigation would reveal that the flowers were covered in a thin, clear mucous. One should still be careful by the chest-high wall, since just beyond that was the rest of the mountain face.

Every so often Nanashi would stop any bury her face in some of the flowers, taking in a deep breath, absorbing the scent of the flowers.

She was so lost in her own musings that she didn't even realize she had left the sensorium door open- which replaced the usual door to the garden. It helped that a great burst of wild flowers helped to block off the view of most of the door.

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Rei knocked her arm away, practically snarling. "You want me to calm down? Then do not touch me," he spat. That little touch had pretty much sent him over the edge. There was very little of normal, happy-go-lucky Rei in his behavior, and every bit of frustration and anger that had been building up in him since waking up on the ship was ready to come out. Even his eyes showed anger at this moment, though it was a bit more restrained then the rest of him.

Well, this was not the Rei she was familiar with. It went against almost everything she had observed at him. She didn't like that at all.

What she liked even less was the way he dared touch her. Without thinking, Nanashi used the same hand he knocked away to back hand him, even if she restrained herself enough that she wouldn't do anything like snap his neck.

She pulled her lips back, showing her fangs, pulled back her shoulders and straightened as much as possible, instinctively making herself look larger. "Do not dare raise your hand to me, boy."

Rei hardly even reacted to the slap. It hurt like hell, but he'd had worse. Besides, he was so tired. He was tired of the ship, tired of her, tired of this whole damn situation. He'd given up on caring.

When Nanashi exposed her fangs, Fati went on the alert. The little dog's fur puffed up, making it look bigger - or at least its head. There wasn't any fur on the rest of its body. She made a little warning growl. She may not have listened to her master very much, but he fed her and gave her a nice bed and someone to play with, and she didn't like this pale lady with the pointy teeth going into scary mode.

Rei, on the other hand, didn't show any fear - then again, he wasn't afraid. He was just annoyed. "Oooh, big bad vampire, flashing some pointy teeth. I'm so scared. Of course I'll do whatever you say," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Nanashi clenched her fists, grinding her molars with a deep growl escaping her throat. She un-clenched her hand, and slapped him again across the face, hard enough that Rei would likely stumble or even fall into the flower beds.

Her voice was a growl as she spoke- animalistic, predatory, even demonic. Blood rose in her throat, adding an intensity to the sound, almost as if there was a second voice combining with hers, "You ought to be scared, little one, for it is only of my mercy that you live now." The words she usually said with such seeming kindness, even affection at times, were spat as in insult. It was no polite complement, but an insult.

At the force of the slap, Rei stumbled backwards, landing flat on his back. The fall yanked Fati's chain, and she began barking wildly, hopping on the spot.

Rei lay silently on the ground for a moment, then began laughing. It was a cruel, empty laugh that bordered on crazy. "You really think you're all that, don't you?" He said between laughs. "I have experienced far scarier things then you. Besides," he patted the ground, "I'm one of the well behaved ones. I'm sure Stacy likes me." Rather cryptic, but from everything he'd witnessed, the ship didn't seem to appreciate the crew beating on one another.

She was crouching over him in a moment, letting another deep growl rip from her throat, "I am not a person to mess with, scary or not." Her voice still duel-layered/ She held her hand on his chest, pinning him down.

||Nanashi of Kuninoryu, fighting outside the prescribed areas is prohibited. You have been issued a warning.||

Nanashi growled at the voice, she knew the tentacles that came from the floor and wall of the garden would merely smack her aside when Stacy had enough. She had seen it herself first day on the ship. She leaned in close to his ear, ready for his fighting this time, and making herself unmovable, "you have no idea the kind of control I have."

"Neither am I," Rei replied, looking directly into her eyes. There was that feeling of age in his voice again. Not entirely a different voice, like before, but there was certainly an old, commanding quality to it.

After Stacy spoke, Fati erupted into a huge barking fit, practically bouncing with each yap. She could sense the anger in the room, the threatening feeling that hung in the air. And she didn't really like it.

Rei glanced over to his dog, the back to Nanashi. His voice was back to normal, the brief feeling of age merely a warning. "No, I don't. And frankly, I don't care. So get off of me before my dog gives herself a heart attack."

Nanashi ran her tongue along Rei's neck, knowing fully well she was going way over the line. However, when an angry vampire was pinning down their seritavi... Well, sometimes she had to give into temptation, just a little bit.

She recognized the change of age, but having already met the hive mind, she had steeled herself against it. She knew it could happen, and she did not even pause to consider the change in voice. Her voice had lost the blood, but gained a sort of regal, commanding tone, "Turn your head. Give me your blood, little one."

She was looking down at him, her hair cascading over her neck to the side of Rei's face with it all gathered in a pool beside him. The shadow it created by blocking the moonlight seemed to make her fangs even brighter as she smiled, "I know that you want to feel that feeling again. That rush. Come, give me your blood."

There was a gnawing feeling in Rei's mind, a sort of disconnect in his mind. He wanted nothing more then to toss the vampire off of him and get the hell out of Dodge, but there was something pulling him back, keeping him from doing so.

His body seemed to betray him, his head turning to the side with small jerks. Well, maybe it wouldn't be all that bad. There had been something strange and overpowering about the first time she'd feed from him, almost like the pull of time. Though after it had worn off, he'd been left feeling sick and used, where as the time stream gave him a feeling of relief and satisfaction.

But then she had to go and call him 'little one'. The title he had told her not to use. That was reserved for Reagan, a being far more powerful then the vampire. A being that Rei loved endlessly. He was disgusted by her use of it.

"Go ahead," he murmured, his mind giving in, submitting. But there was some defiance in him yet, a flame of anger fanned by her use of the nickname. "I hope you choke on it."

Nanashi chuckled, savouring his submission. She dragged her fangs across his neck slowly. Not hard enough to make him bleed, but enough that the first few layers of the skin were torn, leaving red lines. She ran her lips over his cheek and up to his ear. "Now, what sort of way is that to speak? After all, I am about to make you feel very, very good. Do you not want to feel that ecstasy? I want you to beg me for it."

The wicked smile could be heard in her voice. She knew that he would break down, that he would have to say yes, with her magic working in his mind. And she hadn't had her fill of people submitting to her since she had been on the ship.

"Well, babe, you'll just have to get used to being disappointed," he shot back. His body had pretty much given up, having gone limp and not really responding to what his brain was frantically trying to get it to do. Whatever magic control she had over him, it at least worked over most of him. But his brain was still his own, and was still fighting for control. Like hell was he going to give it up.

She smirked, almost happy he didn't completely give up right away. She sunk her fangs half-way into his neck, letting the feeling she knew it brought run through his body just long enough to tease him. She pulled her teeth out and bit her tongue, passing it over the bite marks to close the puncture wounds.

Now that he had gone limp, she felt more free to move, and so she used one hand to pull gently at his shirt, exposing more of his collar bone. She ran her tongue down the bone, and then pressed her teeth against his skin, but not hard enough to break the surface. "Do you want to admit that you would like me to bite you yet?"

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