Chuckling lightly under her breath as she travelled down the junk strewn pathway, Sin pondered the actions of her follower. After a time he passed her and sped on ahead... no doubt that wasn't the last of him however. Continuing on at a steady pace... preserving her energy for fight if necessary but preferably for food she rounded a bend in the path... coming face to ...face concealed by hood.

Pausing for a moment at the temporary delay in her hunt for a diet more of her style she arched one eyebrow and raked her coal black gaze over the figure of the stranger. It was nigh impossible to tell anything about the form beneath simply because the cloak was so long and heavy. Idly tapping one foot she simply stood there out of curiosity. It was obvious that some form of interaction would eventually be required of them before the standoff could end.

The minutes ticked by, and finally growing weary of inspecting the stranger Sin turned her critical gaze upon herself. She had managed to get her form back however was far from being back up to par as far as physical strength went. And the condition of her skin and hair was still pretty poor but at least she wasn't covered in dust and cobwebs anymore. She didn't have her full outfit either anymore but would get that when she reached town again. Knee high stiletto boots, the heels made of a custom alloy designed specifically to hold her weight while still retaining the razor sharp pinpoint spike that they ended in. Black leather pants that ended just barely above the base of her hips... a black wench corset. She was missing the top hat, the occasional trench coat she adorned her shoulders with and needed to pick up her walking stick. With that on her mind she grew weary of wasting the night away and glanced back at the stranger who remained before her.

"I'd like to hunt.... you can follow or join me. Perhaps during that time some of the questions I can smell emanating from you shall be answered."

Her eyes darted back to the strangers face as he remained unmoving for quite some time. Moments later he let the hood fall back, revealing his face for the first time since their first encounter at her release from her crypt. He wasn't bad looking by any means... perhaps he would prove to be someone she could bear to have around for longer than just one hunt. Either way since he seemed intent on finding something out about her or at least tracking her or staying near her she was more than a little interested at his motives and reasoning... and who he might be.

A curt nod upon his introduction though a name gave little indication as to the motives of the person bearing the title... and she set off down the path. She wasn't very keen on letting too much about herself be revealed until she was back up to full strenght. Having no idea what clan, if any, he may be from she went only by past history and experience which meant trust nobody until they had proven themself as worthy of it.

"My name is Sinistress... "

She left it at that for now, not willing to divulge any further information about herself than what he had allowed her to know of himself. The question about the hawk halted her in her tracks however and she turned slowly to look at him ponderingly, before answering the question as she continued back down the path.

"The hawk belongs to a woman named Aurora Demonira. I'm not quite sure what she is, only that she has power beyond anything I've ever seen. She looks young at first glance but if you were to look closer into her eyes you would see that she has experience which extends beyond what her physical appearance allows us to believe. I'm not sure how old she is, but I am in a way indebted to her... a past issue where she helped me out in a roundabout way."

With that she glanced at the stranger aside her once more, studying his facial features for a reaction of any sort.

"I have seen her leave some of the strongest vampires writhing in pain on the floor when they attacked her and got close enough to touch her. Others have been allowed to get close enough to touch her and have done so without any effect. I don't know what she is, but I know that of anybody, she is the last one I would cross."

With that she shrugged slightly and glancing at the moon in the sky, picked up a slight jog. The night wouldn't last forever and she was eager to feed before dawn.

Tensing slightly as Adeimar started mentioning his background she arched one eyebrow upon her forehead... sending it even further skyward when she heard that she'd interested him since he laid eyes upon her. It didn't surprise her overly though, given what her appearance had been and sort of still was. No doubt had she been the one to find herself in that state she too would be more than just a little intrigued.

Hearing that he was not a part of some main clan she relaxed somewhat, still not yet fully convinced that Caitiff's were safe simply because they too had a label attached to them. The slaying of her sire so long ago had been a time when clans and caitiff alike had united to rid the area of him even though he had been there far longer than the good majority of them.

Obviously he could perceive her thoughts so she said not a word but merely continued jogging down the path. Her own reply to his last question no doubt would also be picked up by him. Finally the path broke through the forest and out onto a deserted street... unfortunately not a very inhabited or busy one. Having no idea which direction would be fastest for them to get to "town" she turned to her current companion and gave him a questioning look...

"Well? Do you know which way is quickest?"

Ever watching the pair's progress through the eyes of her hawk, Aurora studied their departure from the clearing where the spring was, saw their interaction in the middle of the path and saw them pause at the edge of the roadside once they exited the forest.

Understanding the reason why the vampiress had not stuck around for longer she used the mental link she had with her falconer hawk to answer the un-asked question of which direction led quickest to the nearest town.

~soaring too far above the treetops to be seen by the naked eye, the falconer hawk cocked it's head slightly, doing a span of the area and studying the surroundings. Diving down so that it would be seen, as well as heard it sped along the length of the lane in the direction that would lead to the nearest town. As it passed the two vampires standing at the roadside it emitted a loud cry before catching an upward current of air and arcing back towards the heart of the forest and its mistress..~

Aurora settled in awaiting the arrival of her falconer hawk. She had seen enough for the night and as time was of the utmost important to the pair she decided to let them be for the rest of the darker hours... of which there were few remaining. Sin not only had to hunt but to find shelter in the town during the rest of the night and didn't need to be watched by both her companion as well as a hawk.

Scowling at the loose use of the term "friend," Sin shot Adeimar a dark look. She herself didn't even know yet if the Priestess could be trusted really. Were she alive she would have heaved a sigh of exasperation and frustration that her only companion didn't know himself which way was quickest... instead she just shook her head slightly and headed down the road, following the direction that the falconer hawk had flown. A wise choice in the end for as it was, the opposite direction while leading to a town, would have taken twice the amount of time to reach.

As they travelled along the roadside Sin studied the sky. Spatterings of stars grew less and less frequent, indicating that while not yet visible to the human naked eye, dawn was slowly making its way up the eastern horizon. The sky before them gradually took on an orange tint, the reflection of the town's lights. A smile slowly lifted the corners of Sin's mouth as they approached the outskirts. Her senses overwhelmed her, the hunger within driving her near mad while every inch of her could feel and smell and almost taste the blood coursing through the bodies of the mortals who resided here. Not wanting yet to get too deep into the town where buildings tended to get more industrial and commercial and less occupied by human life, she chose a small house on a large property right on the edge of the city limits. At last, she would feed...

It had been so long... too long. This is what she had awoken for. More than the blood, more satisfying than the quenching of her thirst, was the echoing screams...

Kicking the door in she propped it against the wall, laughing quietly to herself as she then proceeded to pound on it as though it weren't kicked in. Movement within the house indicated that someone at least had awoken. Gliding around one corner Sin waited patiently for them to come and see what was up. To her surprise a teenage girl was the first one to arrive. In the past when she had done this the man of the house was the protector and always the one to check out suspicious situations. Strange.. Without giving it much thought, she slid out from her hiding spot, grabbing the girl from behind who by this point was peering outside through the smashed in doorframe. Not giving her a chance to scream she clamped one hand over her mouth, the other wrapping around the girl's torso to tightly clutch the tender left breast. Knowing that it wouldn't take her long to get the girl drained to a point where she was unable to move, she removed her hand from the girl's mouth... spinning her around to face her.

Feeding first off the shock that registered on the girl's face she grinned, baring her onyx instruments of death...then glorifying in the scream that ripped from the lungs of the petrified female. More movement within the house erupted almost immediately. Wanting at least a little time to enjoy the party Sin opened her mouth wider and added her own scream to the fray... a sound which stunned the girl into silence as well as petrified the rest of the occupants with pure terror. With that she kissed the blossoming woman on the lips and sank her teeth into her neck, drawing quick and deep on the fount of rich young fluid which coursed through the teen's veins. Within a short few minutes the girl was dead. Lowering her to the floor, Sin moved through the house to check out the rest of the occupants.

Opening the first door she saw a young male, eyes wide and frightened and kneading the quilt with nervous hands. Stepping into the room she quickly raised one finger to her lips.

"Shh.... you could scream. But by the time dawn breaks you will all be dead anyways, so there's really no use."

Her voice lowered to a seductive croon, she sashayed forth into the room, crossing over to the bed with a closed lip smile. The blood from the young girl had worked fast on her, so she wasn't quite so ghastly upon first glance. Only he who had accompanied her here would have been able to spot the tell tale signs of thirst and hunger which filled her form. To the young male in the dark, she was a heavensent goddess. Sitting beside him on the edge of the bed, she slipped one hand under the covers... stroking, teasing, tempting, the whole while her eyes not leaving his. A soft chuckle escaped her as his desire and fear rose together, proving impossible for his youth to handle and seed spilled forth under the blankets. Clucking her tongue she shook her head and then leaned in, nuzzling his neck and relaxing him before biting deep, and drinking quickly. Soon, he too was dead.

It was like this that she went through the house, slaying the 6 occupants within. On the last room with the blood of 4 having given her enough youthful vitality to quench her thirst and restore her features she slipped out of her clothing, crawling right into bed with the last two occupants. Laying between them and turning from one to the other, the mortal couple quickly became aroused.. Facing one she focused some attention on him, the writhing of their forms earlier giving no clue to the remaining occupant of the bed what was really happening... clueless as to the swift death of her lover, until Sin turned and grinned viciously at her... black eyes sparkling with a tinge of red from the bloodlust, teeth stained red from the freshly drawn blood of the girl's lover. Swiftly wrapping one arm around the waist of the girl who was naked and struggling to escape from the bed, sobbing the names of the rest of the dead in the house Sin grinned and pulled her onto her lap... running her tongue up the edge of the teen's ear... hissing dark tales of what she had done to the rest of the occupants in the girl's ear...

Quite a sight they made. Sin's wavy blonde hair was back to it's brilliant sheen, her skin veritably glowing and youthful again, black eyes sparkling with amusement. In contrast the girl had long straight black hair, and icy blue eyes. Both were naked, and the mortal squirming like a fish out of water.

Sliding her gaze over to the doorway where Adeimar stood, she flashed him a dazzling smile, and licking the edge of the girl's ear once more, saying,

"I saved you a present... a means of thanking you for freeing me from the crypt if you will. She's yours if you want her."

Sin watched Adeimar feast... one eyebrow rising slowly in surprise at his manner of feeding. She was the one who had just awoken recently, yet even she had managed to feed off 5 young mortals without spilling a drop, even in her haste... while he... well, he ate like she did when she was putting on a show for shock factor.

It wasn't long before the girl was dead, and then Adeimar was crawling over the body and heading in her general direction. He was looking her over as though he'd never seen her before. Technically she supposed he hadn't really ever seen her before... what he'd seen up until this point had been a mere echo or shell of what she really looked like. Now full with the blood of 5 youthful mortals and the blood of a young stag on top of that, she looked better than she had in years. Literally.

Her eyes narrowed as he leaned in and whispered something about thanking her, she wondered to herself just what kind of vampire he was... glancing down at her own nudity she then glanced back at Adeimar with one eyebrow arched high with amusement flickering in her mind. He seemed pretty single minded which under other circumstances might prove to be of some fun, however tonight she had yet to find replacement clothing, as well as shelter. Sliding off the bed she glanced back at him.

"Or perhaps you will wait, as I did, until the timing is right."

With that, she grabbed her boots and started for the door.

It wasn't as if rampant thoughts of mischeif making ever seemed to leave his mind, so finding him out on the town, looking up skirts and making deathly glares and smirks at those around him seemed to be very much the norm for a person of his.."caliber." A caliber which he thoughtfully touted, and showed off as much as he could. Women loved him for what he looked like and the numerous ways he could make them scream ...and man hated him for the same reasons. Though they would never say it. They enjoyed the prestige that was brought when he entered a room and just to be talking to him raised them up a level. He exuded a power over both sexes that seemed to hold them in rapport long enough for him to steal whatever it was he was there for and get out cleanly. He was slick as snot, but always came out looking just like the winner. Because he was.

With a bored puff of his cigar, he tugged from his waist pocket and antique looking watch attached to a similairly olden chain. The bronze coloured time peice opened smoothly with a well oiled click and he made a big fuss over gently wiping a sleeve across the crystal face as he looked upon the numbers. No ordinary watch was this..but one that went backwards..as if counting down a life instead of keeping the time. The numers were the same..but the hands were moving in slow rythmn counter clockwise. There was a ripple of energy in the air, and he wondered breifly if his own brethren were stirring up trouble on the streets. It wasn't uncommon to see many of them at one time, but curiousity over fearful mumerings in the fabric of life always got to him.

A soft snap later the watch eased closed and returned to its dearly safe pocket home and he was pushed off from his leaned posistion at a lamp post and started swaggering down the walk. Sebastian never just..walked. He sauntered, he trudged, he strutted, he forecefully stormed, he once even sashayed, but that was for a very young lady who thought he looked cute doing it. He never moved without a deliberate cause and it showed in every heavy footfall that landed on the cracked concrete that lay before him. There was no hesitation, nor musing's over what he would indeed find once he arrived at said destination. He never thought about that til it was right on him.

A flick of his cigar sent it sparking across the ground like a drunk firefly and he turned sharply now standing directly in front of a darkened house. This is where the ripple of fear had come from..a slow smirk spreading over his lips as he noticed it was NOT his own kind that lay in the house causing such a strife..but blood suckers it was. His slow gait brought him closer and closer to the door and he was at this very moment contemplating entrance.

Pausing at the doorway, Sin slid on her boots. The metal spike heels wouldn't do her any good if she held them in her hands. Glancing back at Adeimar she smiled vaguely at the sight of him studying what was quite clearly his weapon of choice. A brief smirk crossed her features fleetingly as the thought occurred to her that at least her impression of him as he'd come towards her on the bed earlier had most likely been simply due to bloodlust and wasn't about to become a full time ordeal.

Surprise etched her face as he once again removed his cloak and offered it to her, a means of cover while they looked for new clothes for her. Suspicion arose and she again waited a moment, glancing rapidly from the cloak to Adeimar, wondering if the cloak wasn't going to turn into some form of cumbersome entrapment. Time was passing though and the night wasn't getting any younger, so she nodded briefly and accepted the outstretched cloak from him, wrapping it around her shoulders.

"Thank you..."

For a male's garment the fabric was surprising soft against her smooth skin and she found it easier to deal with than she originally had thought. With senses peaked from the feed, she once again headed down the hallway towards the smashed in doorway, intent on finding some clothes of her own before the night was over. She had noted the approach of something 'else' earlier, the scent of wafting cigar smoke reached into the back of her mind, she knew the scent and it triggered a memory of a place she had once called home. What she couldn't recall though was who the scent had belonged to...

He was unusually patient for the moment. Standing there as he listened to the numerous soft murmers, and gently sounds of people moving within. If his prescene had been felt already they were about to get a full blast of it. He was showing off so to speak and like a heartbeat awakening a surge of energetic power left him rippiling out towards the house and everywhere else in a circle. Creatures NOT in the house were feeling him, a few shuddering at the fact a master hasd come this close to them, he was testing the waters..playing the feild...being a pisser if you wanted to get all technical.

"Come out come out wherever you are..."

He smirked slowly..still wating there with his feet about 12 inches from each other and his arms crossed over the barrell like chest of his. He was an evil man, but he was ever so much fun because of it.

A ripple of energy passed by her as she rested by the pond… awakening her and her falconer hawk both. With a sigh, Aurora rose from her resting spot on the moss and brushed herself off. Grabbing the sides of her red cloak about her she drew gently on the sensation of warmth and content that her slumbering contacts felt… cycling peaceful thoughts through all of them.

While the energy surge that had rippled outwards from its source and found her wasn’t threatening as much as it was a simple notice of arrival, she still had been awoken by it and seeing as there was little else to do for the time being, felt like checking it out.

~*~The falconer hawk pushed off from the bough of the tree upon which it rested, circling on currents of air higher and higher until it had an excellent view of the surrounding area. Heading in the direction of the closest town it went, scouting out the area to ensure the safety of its mistress as she proceeded to follow along the route that the ones named Sinistress and Adeimar had taken earlier on in the evening.~*~

Approaching the outskirts of the town from which the energy ripple had come from, Aurora stopped at the treeline, surveying what was visible from where she stood. A small house lay quiet, a rather large man standing outside of it as though waiting for something. Closing her eyes she tapped into her contacts, drawing lightly on them before networking outwards from there. A few minutes later she opened her eyes which were glowing silver in the moonlight, staring straightforward at the small house a short while before sighing and shaking her head lightly. Nothing about the property was alive at all, the house reeked of death’s door opening up and swallowing the occupants whole one by one. No doubt that was where Sinistress had been feeding… even the rodents and insects had fled the vicinity of that house.

Leaning back and relaxing once more she continued to watch for the time being. There was nothing she could do to heal any of the occupants for they had already crossed over.