She found her clothes strung about around the bed. Gathering them she started getting dressed. "Very, I'm starved."
"Me too," He laughed, grabbing his own clothes and getting dressed. "I haven't gone on a marathon that long in over a hundred years... and even back then I had some spells to thank for it."
"Well, maybe you just weren't with the right girl." She grinned as she pulled on her leather jacket. The jacket was worn, scratches and bullet holes shown it had been through a lot. She slowly walked up to him, her movement cat like. As she walked up to him she ran her finger down the bridge of his nose, when she got to the tip of his nose she tapped it. "What do you feel like tonight? Mugger perhaps?" She smiled. "I'm not picky," he replied. "Any scum will do." He finished getting dressed. "Let's just try not to cross paths with a pissed off Josh again. I'm getting really sick of that guy."
"Smart plan, and I think Simone said he's not alone anymore." She sighed. "Lets get going." She took his hand in hers. He held her hand and startedto the door out onto the streets. "Not alone?" He sighed. "That social reject didn't go and make a little vampyre did he?"
"I'm afraid he did, that's what Simone said." She walked with him. "Him that strong plus him making another, it'll only be worse." She ran her hand through her hair with her other hand. "We need to hope he doesn't make more."
"Oh boy..." He shook his head. "We really need to find a way to stop him. The last thing we need is Josh running around with three vamp-hos being a Dracula wannabe." He started down the street with Jade, looking for any food. She smiled. "You saw that movie?" She walked with him looking for food. "Which one? There were multiple. Lugosi, Lee, Oldman... shit, I think Roger Corman even made a Dracula movie." He took out his smokes and lit one. "If Josh is Drac, then I guess that makes Chris Van Helsing." He laughed. "Goddam, he's British and everything, too."
"The newer one, Dracula 2000. That was the best one." She looked around for food. "That had the hottest scene then any of them." She grinned." Oh yea, Dracula as one of the 13 apostles," he said, smirking. "That was an interesting way to go about it." He motioned towards a dark alley. "Let's try down there."
"12 apostles, Dagon. Chris Rock doesn't count." She laughed then nodded and followed him. He turned to her, laughing as well. "Chris Rock definitely counts." As his attention was turned to Jade, a shadowy figure in the alley slammed a glass bottle into the back of his head. The bottle shattered and Dagon stumbled to the ground, caught off gaurd and stunned. He put a hand to his slightly bleeding head. The man that had hit Dagon turned to Jade. "Come on, baby. Forget the dweeb and find out what a real man is." When the man hit Dagon she growled. She scowed and looked at the man. Cocking her head to the side. "And you think you're a real man?"
"Absoletly. More then that pussy." He motioned down to Dagon, who was trying to shake his head clear. The man started to move towards Jade, reaching out to grab her. She moved between Dagon and the man. "I happen
to like that pussy, and you made a big mistake slamming a bottle into his head. "I can make you forget all about that shitheel." He grabbed Jade and started trying to force her further into the alley. "Oh really, well I don't know
he's quite great." She played helpless and let him push her. "What are you going to do?" The man pulled her back into the alley more, then grinned evily at her. "What do you think, bitch? I'm gonna show you how a real man does things." He grabbed at her jacket, trying to pull it away from her.
She grabbed his hand on her jacket and yanked them away. "So, what you're saying is raping a woman is the way a real man does things?" She grinned. "Well, let me give you a lesson on why that's gonna cost you." He grabbed
him and punched him, lifting him up she threw him into the wall. He hit the wall and bounced off it. He pushed himself up off the ground. "Oh, you whore. I'll teach you." He produced a switch blade from his pocket and opened it. He held it out in front of him at Jade. She laughed. "That suppose to scare me?"
She moved around him quickly and slamed her hand down on the arm that held the switch blade. "I'll teach you is more like it." She lifted him again and threw him in front of Dagon, once he landed she walked up to him, looking down she grinned barring her fangs. "This isn't your night."
He let out a cry of pain as she slamed her hand down on his arm. The switchblade skidded off into the darkness. The next thing he knew, he was laying in front of the guy he had hit with the bottle. He looked back up at the seemingly easy prey and saw to his horror that he had become the prey. He screamed in terror. Jade looked at the man and bent down bringing her finger to his mouth to hush him, she looked into his eyes. Dagon sat up, a hand on the back of his head. "Who the fuck hit me?" He snarled and looked over at Jade and the screaming man. The man, meanwhile, was startled into silence as Jade put her finger to his mouth. He looked back at her, his eyes wide with fear.
Once quiet she grabbed the man pulling him to her she sunk her fangs into his neck and started feeding. Being near Dagon she grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him to the other side of the man's neck as she continued to feed. Dagon moved next to the man as Jade tugged him. "Oh... the assaulter, I presume." He sunk his fangs into the other side of the man's neck and joined Jade in feeding. Going dry she pulled away and let Dagon finish him
off, he needed it more then her. She stood up and straightened her jacket, with both hands she swept her hair behind her back. "He picked the wrong chick to rape." She lit a smoke and waited for Dagon.
He let the corpse drop to the ground, then got up. "Yea, no shit. Fucker got the jump on me." He picked a piece of glass out of the back of his head and threw it down. She walked up to him. "Are you okay?" She moved around him to look at his head. "That fucking prick." She went back around to his face and kissed him. "Sorry I distracted you, if I wouldn'd it wouldn't have happened."
"I'm fine," he said, kissing her back. "It wasn't your fault. You didn't distract me. I should've been able to smell him a mile away." He sighed. "Maybe I'm getting old."