Annabelle Leslie

Age: 18 Occupation: Unemployed Sex: Female Species: I'll get back to you on that one. A new life can mean a whole lot of different things. For me, it means there's just plenty more time to hunt down the son of a bitch that killed my six year old sister and turned me into... this. Oh and believe me; revenge will be sweet. Main RP First Likes Feeds Paras || Chats || Pictures of Me || Other Links

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon was beside her, walking and squinting as the sunlight pierced his eyes. It was crazy to think that something so beautiful could have been the end of him. Could have been.

Simon halted, blinking and staring at First in surprise. What…? He begaan walking again to keep up his pace with her as he sputtered a reply. He couldn’t say he had heard that often…or ever.

“Um-” He didn’t even know how to answer that. “My bedroom?” He echoed. It was messy and had clothes everywhere, and comics all over. He grimaced just thinking about the mess he let it become. There were still boxes from moving into town. The last thing he wanted was anyone to see his room.

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First laughed, turning around on the spot to walk backwards, facing him.  "Let me guess," she said, "your room is an utter mess; there are dirty clothes everywhere and empty bottles of blood littering the floor."  Her grin only widened. "Mine too, don't stress. I find comfort in messes."

She turned back around and continued walking, out towards the park's fountain. Years ago, Annabelle had taken Katie out for a walk, hiding a pair of floaters in her bag, and dressed her in her little bathers. She'd tossed her into the fountain with the floaters and played in the water with her for three hours straight. It was a good memory; one that she would always hold close.  

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon took her hand with an appreciated smile and hopped out after her. He smiled and nodded, following as he began his way, hoping he had snuck another blood bag in the process. But he shoved the thought from his head and listened in to what First was saying.

“Ah, I better like it, then.” Simon stated, grinning over at her and smiling when he saw her beautiful smile. She was so friendly that it was strange to thinkn  she had ever bit him. He wondered if he could trust her. I guess I’ll have to know her better first.

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First began walking casually away from the hospital, as if they hadn't just broken in and stolen bags of blood. Her jeans were ripped a little at her upper thigh, which meant she'd need to steal another pair from some shop pretty soon and horde it away in her little hut. It was strange, walking around town as if she was perfectly fine, but not being brave enough to venture back home. She'd been there for two minutes - only two minutes - to steal some clothing and essentials, and even that had suffocated her. "When can I sneak into your bedroom?" she asked. It wasn't as if she really had anything else to do. Plus, she couldn't have him near where she was staying - it was rather embarrassing.   

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon closed his eyes, feeling the blood pump down his veins and strengthen him and the hunger was covered with contentment. He opened his eyes to see First ripping open the bloodbag she had and downing it in a few gulps. He watched in silence as she tossed her bag aside and licked her lips. He hadn’t known when it was that he had become so fascinated in watching her. Everything she had been doing looked…well, sexy. He felt embarrassed and ashamed that he looked at his hands instead.

“I do love Lord of the Rings.” he mumbled. And once he heard her comment about the violence and sex his head snapped up. Memories began to stir of him in his sexy moment with Izzy…then he was about to kill Her. Unpleasant thoughts filled after that. “Wow. Well um. That’s good.” he smiled slightly and bit his lip. How awkward was it going to be on those parts? Hopefully not a bit…

Simon nodded, standing up and following, not nearly looking as graceful as she did. “Totally.”

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First noticed his weird shift in mood and shrugged it off, jumping up and lifting herself gracefully out of the window, turning and offering him a helping hand.  As strange as this boy was, she had already grown somewhat attached to him; a feat she didn't exactly like. Growing attached meant that thing had power over you - it could tear your chest open and crush your heart without even getting blood on its hands. She had to be careful. Perhaps she should distance herself a little more? However, Simon made her feel like Annabelle again. And that wasn't something she was willing to jeopardize just because she had attachment issues. 

"Trust me, you'll like it," she said. "If not, we can't be friends, because the majority of jokes I make are references to it. Among other things, of course, but still." She was kidding, of course, and the brilliant smile on her face highlighted that fact.

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon saw her cocky grin and rolled her eyes. He tucked his head around the corner of the counter and waited until the men left the room.

Simon glanced her way, lifting a brow. “Game of Thrones?” He echoed. “Will do, I guess. What is it?” He pulled out the blood bag that was sitting in his sweatshirt. Such a waste to let it get too warm and gross. Might as well take a few sips now…

Simon was done with it in less than a minute, gulping the thing down and tossing the empty bag on the floor barely a minute later. He licked his lips and sighed in content. Mundane blood was so good…

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First sat up on the counter, crossing her legs and watching him as he drained the blood from the bag. It was almost animistic, but she found it entrancing. Once he'd finished, she licked her own lips and brought out the bag she'd grabbed herself, ripping it open with her teeth and draining the liquid in a few mouthfuls.  Finished, she tossed the bag aside and tilted her head back, licking her lips. God, it tasted good. Not as good as from the source but still.

Looking back over to him, First raised an eyebrow. "The Game of Thrones is... epic. If you like Lord of the Rings, you'll probably like this. There's just... a lot more violence, and a lot more sex." She smiled at that. "Trust me, it's fantastic." 

Hopping off the bench with amazing grace, she began walking back towards the window. "You game?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at him. 

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon smiled pleasantly, inwardly sighing. He did not wish to get involved with anything. His plan was to stay hidden, not be brave and act like the hero. He appreciated the fact that First respected his decision.

Simon saw her eyes drop to his mouth, and it was then that he had realized how close they were. Simon tilted his head slightly as his eyes quietly surveyed hers, which had lifted into a smirk.

Simon dragged his eyes back up to hers and nodded. “Promise. Anything just…no fighting. No bold moves.” He dropped his gaze. “I need to stay under the radar.” 

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First saw his gaze linger and couldn't help but grin cockily before turning her head and watching the men leave the room.  She didn't move to stand, however, perfectly content staying in this little hiding spot, pushing up against Mr Daylighter.  "I'll be a perfectly good girl," she whispered to him. "But in return I'm going to make you watch the entire first season of Game of Thrones - with no breaks."  

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon’s eyes widened as her eyes reddened. It was still so different for him and it fascinated him. It took him a moment to shake his head and shake off the distraction, and focus back on what was going out.

“No.” He said immediately, grabbing her arm and pulling her back out of view. He shook his head urgently. “That’s a bad idea.” He whispered, hoping the fierceness in his eyes showed how much he cared. “They could be something else like us. I mean-I couldn’t tell they were coming. Maybe they’re one of your vampire friends?” He suggested.

“How about we let them go and say it never happened?” He suggested with a light shrug. “It might be best.” He hated admitting how terrified he was. He wasn’t born to be this or do this, he didn’t want any of this.

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First listened to him in silence, allowing the red to fade from her eyes as she did, though the urge to go out there and rip into those humans was still very much there.  However, this boy here made her rethink it. Looking back to the men, she cursed under her breath. She needed to know if these men were working for Strigoi! Because if they were that meant they could be working for the Professor; which in turn meant he had found her. But Simon was scared, she could see it. And she didn't want to make it any worse by doing something she could do alone. He obviously had some reason to be afraid.  "Okay," she grudgingly sighed, turning her head to look at him, surprised at how close his face was to hers. Her gaze slid to his lips for a moment, hers curling up into a smirk. She'd hardly even need to move if she wanted to kisss him right then and there. But she didn't. "But you owe me for this. Animal instincts are hard to dismiss." 

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The Park || Simon & First

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He closed his eyes, letting him inhale the scent of them. He was puzzled to find them as mundanes. But why? He stopped trembling when First rested a hand on his arm. He smiled, thankful that she wasn’t teasing him about being a coward, but instead comforting him.

The corner of Simon’s mouth quirked up at that. “Totally less awesome.” He mumbled, grinning widely. He tried to listen in to what they were saying but he felt as if he were mistaking it. Why were mundanes taking blood? Who was ‘they’?

“Why would humans want blood? And who for?” Simon whispered. If more vampires had followed him out here…he’d be out on the move. Again. Running. In hiding.

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His smile sent a weird warmth through her stomach that she pointedly chose to ignore. There was no time for that kind of thing, not when the professor was still alive - or, well, around. Alive wasn't exactly the right word. For Simon, either, she realized.

First shook her head and let a little red slip into her eyes. "I could go find out," she said. Something inside her twisted painfully. What if they were hired by the Strigoi? Strigoi in town. That wouldn't be good. Not at all.  "In fact, I will." She made a move to leave the safety of the counter, but looked behind at Simon and paused. Maybe she shouldn't leave him.

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Playing With Fire || Christian & First

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Christian felt almost as if they were assessing one another, deciding the extent of trust granted— if any at all— and the like. When she finally spoke, Christian managed a smile, “Sorry about the immediate assumption. When I heard about what happened to Sydney and the fact Lissa was there..” After everything that happened, and with everything that was going on, he couldn’t help but be protective over her. He’d never apologise for being that way with Lissa, but he would be apologetic about automatically assuming the worst of her.

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First shrugged, acting careless.  "Everyone assumes the worst of me," she said as if it didn't matter. If anything she'd need to get used to it. She wasn't Annabelle anymore; she was something else - something feared. "You don't need to apologize. If roles were reversed I'd probably feel the same."

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon grinned. He took a liking into her laugh, and it filled him with joy that he was the one to crack it out. She had looked so fierce and seeing her laugh made him see underneath that fierceness. “Well I’ll have to leave my window unlocked and the alarm off.” he noted, half to himself. “My roomates are really paranoid about night burglars. But it’d only be just you so it’s alright.” he flashed another grin.

Simon held onto her arm as the two men-he had noted-began talking in small conversation. Simon couldn’t focus; he was trembling with nerves and hope that they’d leave soon. The fact that he coulnd’t place a name on their scent made him worried. He closed his eyes, waiting for them to leave the room.

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First could feel his nervousness and reached up her hand to lay it over his on her arm. It was strange. These two smelled human; were human. But they weren't acting - or dressed like - hospital staff.  "Thieves," she whispered to Simon, to low for the humans to hear. "Like us, 'sept less awesome." She was trying to ease his worry. These people wouldn't hurt him. Not if she had anything to do with it.

The two of them were in an argument, it seemed. She could sort of make out their voices.  "What are we supposed to take?" one of them asked. "And how much?" "I don't know," the other answered irritably. "They weren't exactly specific." 

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Playing With Fire || Christian & First

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Christian grinned, “Of course it is.” He agreed with a cocky smirk. Using fire was one thing he never doubted himself on, never had to. He knew what he could do and he was constantly learning new tricks. “But it’s purpose isn’t to impress so much as to protect myself and the people I care about.” He shrugged. He studied her for a moment, “If you really intend to keep Lissa safe, my fire can keep you safe too.”

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First watched him carefully for a moment.  Trust never came easily to her. Would this boy turn on her just when she needed him most? Would he burn her with those precious flames of his? The more important question was; Were his flames quicker than his blood? No. Should he attempt to turn the flames on her, all she'd need to do would be stretch out a hand and he'd be toast. It wasn't trust, but it was more than nothing. "Thank you," she said. "I don't intend to hurt your Lissa. I never have."  

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The Park || Simon & First

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He grinned, catching the blood and staring at it with hungry eyes. It was sure to be empty before he got home. For now, though, he stuffed it into the pocket in his hoodie, grinning widely at First’s next words.

“That’s so crazy, I do too!” He rubbed his hands together. “Yes, yes you are definitely coming over. I’m going to show you my collection. I’ve got X-Men and all sorts of things.” Simon smiled broadly, really hyped up. “This is so awesome,” he said excitedly. Now he was back into the Simon that was all over comics, the mundane Simon who didn’t have a care in the world. Wow, did times change.

It made Simon feel good, because he missed his old self, he missed everything he used to be. And First was easing him back into his old self. “I’m so excited now-” he broke off as he heard a sound coming from the door on the other side of the room. Using his vampire speed, Simon yanked First after him as he ducked behind the counter opposite of the door, letting his vampire hearing do the listening for him. He’d smelled mundanes when they entered, but he didn’t think anyone would be coming inside. 

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First laughed again, surprised at his excitement. It was almost contagious, it seemed. She could feel her own excitement welling up, a large grin on her face. Something about this boy... He made her feel like Annabelle again.

"Sure thing," she laughed. "Name a date and I'll sneak in your bedroom window like a cliched teen flick." 

Before she could make another comment, Simon grabbed her and yanked her behind a counter. She pressed close to his side and attempted to blend them both into the shadows the way she had in the forest the day of her first kill. She blinked as the door opened and two humans stepped in. How had she not sensed them?  They remained silent as they moved through the room, searching for something.  

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Playing With Fire || Christian & First

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Christian smiled, the first real one he had since coming across the girl. It reached his eyes and a warm affection filled them. “Good to hear.” Now he could relax, a fraction at least, knowing this girl seemed sincere about keeping her safe. Then again, trust was hard to come by with him now so he’d still be keeping an eye on her.

He summoned the flames, surrounding First entirely but keeping them from touching her. She’d feel some of the heat, but not the burn. They danced around her a moment before he killed them, watching as the last spark seemingly disappeared into thin air. The only mark left behind was a bit of lightly scorched grass surrounding First in a circle.

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First blinked as the flames surrounded her, surprised. They weren't burning her so she saw no reason to be afraid; in fact, it was pretty amazing. A wide grin pulled at her lips and she let out a little laugh.  When the fire disappeared, she looked at Christian and pursed her lips. "Impressive," she said. "And awesome, I'll admit."  

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon nodded quietly, a sympathetic look over his eyes.

Simon watched her dig through the packets of blood. He stared at all of the blood, and he desired to take the whole bin. He kenw he’d only have to settle for one, but there had to have been over thirty in the container. He licked his lips, his hunger spiking at the sigh and scent of all of the blood.

His gaze finally left the blood to look at her. “I think I’ve found my soul mate.” he said, feigning admiration. He waved a hand to himself as if overwhelmed. “You, my new friend, need to stop by and we can have a whole marathon. I’ve got comic books and everything. Do you like any other stuff?” Simon stepped closer, curiosity lifting his brow as he began rambling, too excited. He loved finding people who liked the same things he did. 

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First laughed; the first real laugh she'd done in quite some time. It startled her a little and she paused with her hand still in the freezer. Huh. It felt strange to laugh; not bad, but strange.  She shook off her surprise and straightened with two bags of thick liquid, grinning as she spun and tossed it to him.  "Sure," she said, excitement beginning to crawl under her skin. "Other stuff? I like anime, manga, you name it."  

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The Park || Simon & First

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Simon’s smile faltered harshly. He noticed her flinch and he noticed her eyes glazing slightly as something appeared in her eyes, taking her off focus of what they were currently doing. Simon cursed silently, guilt filling his heart. He hadn’t meant to-not in any way, stir any harsh memories.

He realized it might be best to let it go, but he still couldn’t help whispering, “I’m sorry…” He swallowed and let the matter rest there.

Simon cocked an eyebrow at the mention of the Lord of the Rings. “Y-you…you watch Lord of the Rings?” He almost gasped it out in disbelief. “No way…”

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"Don't apologize for things that aren't your fault," she replied softly, and gave him a soft smile over her shoulder. He hadn't had anything to do with Katie or the Professor; he needn't apologize. 

First began digging around in the blood cooler, her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth. Some of the bags varied in size and she was looking for something big, full, and juicy.  "Well, yeah," she said over her shoulder. "Why wouldn't I? It's awesome. Movies aren't as good as the books but they're still pretty fucking fantastic."  

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Playing With Fire || Christian & First

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Christian listened to her explanation, nodding slowly as he processed her words. First of her kind. So someone made her into.. whatever she was. He knew a bit about her, but only what Lissa had told him— which admittedly wasn’t much since she spent most of the time trying to reassure him. “Keep her out of trouble, First.” he warned in quiet tones, “I don’t think I have to tell you how important she is not only to our kind but to me.” His eyes flashed slightly.

“Okay…” He shrugged, “Fire’s pretty cool I suppose.” A sudden grin flashed over his face, an idea sparking. “Actually, I can show you a pretty neat trick with my fire if you trust me enough to not harm you.” He offered, already concentrating on his power.

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First nodded. "The Queen, and your fiance. I get the gist. I won't hurt her." Her tone was sincere; she was serious. She would have the queens back if anything tried to hurt her; especially if that thing wanted to because of her. "And I won't let her get into anything too big for her."

First cocked her head to the side and grinned. "Bring it."  

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A Meeting of Blood || First, Kaylee, Lissa, Dimitri, Sydney

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Lissa still had no idea what had really happened, she decided it wasn’t her place. Kaylee had just left and Lissa knew she wasn’t coming back. If she were, then she wouldn’t bother telling her to, basically, take her job. Taking another long sip of water, Lissa put her glass back down and looked over to first. 

“Yes and no,” she grimaced. “We can’t have you attacking anyone or revealing yourself, but I also don’t think you should break into hospitals and steal their blood.” The thought rubbed Lissa the wrong way. “I don’t think being coped up anywhere will help, it will only drive you mad. I think we need to figure something out. To get you blood and make sure that no one discovers what you are.”

Especially since there are demon hunters around now. 

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Dimitri knew they had to help First. Vasilisa had made a rule that First wasn’t allowed to feed off of people or steal blood from the hospital. Dimitri knew that would never work. The Strigoi inside her would go crazy without blood, and would probably become more violent to get some. But where to get blood was something they would have to figure out soon.

Vasilisa was right, locking First up wouldn’t do anything but harm, not to mention she was stong enough to break out of wherever they would put her. Dimitri knew the best thing was for First to be with one of them at all times, for various reasons.

“I believe one of us should always be with First.” It was the first time Dimitri offered something to help First. “That way we can make sure she doesn’t kill or steal for blood, and we can make sure no one finds out what she is.” Dimitri thought it was a great idea. He looked at Vasilisa for confirmation.

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“How are we going to get the blood?” Sydney asked, biting her lip uncertainly. She looked between Lissa and Dimitri. When Dimitri spoke a lump started to form in Sydney’s throat. She swallowed it down, attempting to choose her words carefully. “Um, does ‘one of us’ include me as well?” Babysitting First wasn’t at the top of her list of things she’d like to be doing. “I would gladly help but…well…I don’t think she trusts me very much. Plus, I’m already kind of busy with school and Jill and…” she cleared her throat, thinking she might as well get this out of the way, “I also recently started helping Adrian with some, uh, research about spirit. You know how the bond’s been affecting Jill and all that, we’re trying out some techniques to dull the negative effects without Adrian consuming copious amounts of alcohol.” She shrugged, hoping she sounded nonchalant. “But I can watch out for her as much as I can, if you really need me to.”

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First listened quietly, her expression blank.  Being babysat wasn't exactly something she as overjoyed about but if it helped ease their worry she guessed she could put up with it. So long as they let her watch TV and gave her internet access.

As Sydney began talking, First's head tilted to the side in a birdlike motion, her eyes softening with a sense of humor. This girl was not a very good liar. She could sense something off about her excuse; something she didn't want the others to know. "I believe I can deal with having you as a babysitter," First said cooly, grinning a little. "As you said, not all Alchemists are the same. I think it'd be a good idea for me to learn that, don't you think? For future reference." In truth, she just wanted to find out what she was keeping from the others. IT sounded juicy. 

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A Meeting of Blood || First, Kaylee, Lissa, Dimitri, Sydney

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Dimitri snapped back to an alert state when a strange noise went off in the room. Vasilisa had left and he didn’t know what that noise was. It turned out to be the other dhampir’s phone. He watched as she rushed by him and out the door. He thought it quite strange to just rush out the door like that. 

Vasilisa had returned to the room, and shortly after Kaylee reappeared at the door and was gone within a second. He couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to what she told them. He wanted to go after her and ask but he was needed here, to make sure First was kept at a safe distance from everyone else.

Dimitri looked at the clock in the room and realized he had been standing for sometime. He didn’t mind it though, he liked standing. Mainly because most of the time he had a good overview of the room, plus it was the healthier alternative to sitting.

“If you know a name I can check with my contacts in Russia.” Dimitri said directing his question at First. Though Dimitri didn’t want to it was all for a good cause. If this guy was a alchemist gone bad there was a good chance he was a Strigoi.

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“Yeah…um what was that all about?” Sydney asked, it was like she blinked and Kaylee was gone. She shook her head. What ever, they had bigger problems at the moment. She sat down on the couch with Lissa, trying to make herself comfortable. She felt ridiculously out of place among the current company. She liked Lissa and Dimitri but she still felt just a little weird around them. And First was, well, no one seemed to know what she was yet, but comfortable was the last thing Sydney felt around her. She wanted to help her, but she still didn’t know what she was capable of, what her true motives really were.

She sighed, wishing she had someone here she felt more at ease around. A certain green-eyed Moroi came to mind and she had to stop her mouth from twitching up into a smile. If he was here he’d probably be making some inappropriate joke while they were all trying to think, or something else as equally frustrating. Maybe he’d have some insight on what Sydney should do about speaking with the alchemists, as she was still at a bit of a loss there. She blinked suddenly, realizing she’d spaced out for awhile. She cleared her throat, trying not to blush. She quickly brandished the pen she kept clipped somewhere on her person at all times, in case of emergencies. Finally it was coming in handy. “Does anyone have some paper? I should probably be writing this down.”

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First watched Kaylee disappear with a strange pang echoing through her chest.  Abandoned. How utterly fantastic. That's what she got for trusting someone else with her problems.  Dealing with things on her own would be more difficult than with a partner but she had no choice than to shoulder it. Adapt or die; it was in her pre-programmed blood. "She must have found something more important to risk her neck for," First dismissively said, waving a hand. Lingering on it would only let the pain get to her; she needed to breeze on quickly. "I'm guessing ya'll want me to continue lurking about in the shadows and breaking into the hospital for blood bags, right? No "hey look I'm here" stuff?" If they laid down rules she may be able to get by. Though breaking rules seemed to be in her DNA she sometimes found purpose in them.