Kierra

Need to remember not to get too close to him again. Scent is a trigger that just leads to all sorts of trouble. Taking a last deep breath of the cold air, I go in and close the door behind me. Thinking back to the way the blade bit into his body, the leather gave more resistance then his skin did.

Renee is just inside the second doorway, his eyes widen in alarm when I come through smelling of blood.

"Just leave it alone, Hyena. He got what was coming to him."

The worried expression on his face as he glances out towards the others is clear. A faint blood-stained hand reaches out to touch on his, getting his attention.

"It'll be alright. Talk to Benjamin and he can answer any questions, right now I just want to go home and sleep."

He shakes his head, stepping back so I can go in further.

"Don't think I want to know. I don't know you, but I know Ben and he wouldn't bring someone here who would kill for no reason. If I learn that you screw him over, you and I are going to have a less than pleasant chat."

I give him a toothy grin, feeling canines finally start to recede to normal. Cocking my head, my hands go to my hair and tousle it, scratching at my scalp.

"I can respect that. But you can trust that I have no intention of screwing him, in any fashion to be honest. Ours isn't that kind of relationship."

Don't think his eyebrows could raise any higher, dark purple colored nails flash as he rubs his lip, smile forming.

"Could have fooled me. You've bled him twice now while here. Not sure how you did it, but you marked him good this time. I watched you sink teeth into him as if you were going to eat out his heart. Don't understand why you reacted the way you did after."

Shrugging, I'm more worried about the mark he's talking about me leaving. Unease slowly creeps up just to be swallowed up by my exhaustion.

"Vamp blood and I don't go together very well; makes things a bit wonky. Be thankful it wasn't more, or I really would have been in danger of exposure."

My first encounter with Vampire blood took awhile to have a reaction, but when it rose it combined with clashing emotions that ended up being too much for me at the time. Having a total break down from everything going on at that point, I'd blacked out after turning to wolf form, running away from Asher. Ended up waking in a Wisconsin park.

Snickering, I shake my head. The second time was no better, my sister trying to close my wounds with her blood. Was pretty out of it then, too. If anything, I should probably work on it, so it doesn't become a serious handicap when fighting.

"What's so funny?"

Startling, I blink up at the WereHyena. It's so nap time.

"Nothing, really. Was just thinking of past events. Where's Benji now? I need to get home and cleaned up."

Following next to him when he cocks his head out, he leads me through to one of the opened side rooms that apparently hold bedrooms. The door is open, so privacy clearly isn't worried about. When he stops and motions inward, I hesitate.

I stand there for a moment, unsure. Rolling my eyes, I poke my head in and look over the room. Plush and full of all sorts of toys and apparatuses for bondage play.

On the bed might as well be a set up for a porno movie; Benjamin on his knees in the middle of the bed, lip-locked with Lady Sapphire while the two women from the bathroom surround him, running hands over his bare body. Oh dear God.

Blushing intensely, I back out quickly, stumbling into Renee and Master Percival. Both catch me at the same time, even though I was in no fear of falling. Just caught my boot on the carpet from moving awkwardly. Yep.

"You alright? Kierra, correct?"

Clearing my throat, I nod and pull away from them. Both gentlemen, but still, contact is the last thing on my mind right now. Pulling at the hem of my corset in fidget mode, I look at them and give an awkward smile.

"Yeah, just moved too fast. The scenes here are very open, I'm still getting used to it is all. Still have the mindset to not look."

I chuckle nervously at their expressions, still embarrassed. The mark Renee had been referring to is the massive hickey looking thing over Benji's heart. Caught a glimpse of it before boobs obscured the way, but it was enough. Least it wasn't anything blue...

Thrusting my hands into my pockets, I rock on my heels. Having mastered looking at someone, but not looking at them, my gaze flicks upwards to Percival's eyes. One drawback you could say of my dominant personality is I have the submissive tendency to not look people in the eye. Only time I do is when getting a point across, to get a better read on them, or when I'm angry.

It's weird and a habit, second nature. People watching is good for something; can't be accused of staring if eye contact isn't made.

Ice blue eyes hold curiosity as they look at me, haughty expression seeming to be his version of resting bitch face. His look is intent though, clearly wanting to know something.

"Ask."

"Pardon?"

I smile at him, cocking my head.

"You want to know something. Ask."

A slow grin forms as he glances off to the side. Turning to see where it went, Stag is lounging against a far wall, tipping an imaginary hat when I look over.

"I asked Stag what he got from you, and I have to agree with his claims. He's very adept at reading people. Let's me know who's serious and who's just here to waste our time. I can do the same, but he, sorry to say, is better at it. More years on me."

His last remark has the taste of a common joke. Smiling, I nod to the artist and turn back to the males in front of me. He has yet to ask his question, seeming to stall.

Since my Vamp is currently...er, busy... Need to see if I can get a hold of someone else. Should have followed in my own damn car. Shade or Zypher maybe. They have cell phones, but Xavier doesn't. That seems weird to me, but whatever.

I get startled out of my head when my shoulder is touched, blinking at the man. Before he can ask if I'm alright again, I smile.

"Sorry, was lost in my head. Did you say something?"

Where he looks amused, Renee looks worried, glancing towards the room where noises are steadily getting louder. Talk about awkward. Hearing a friend get jiggy with not one but three women is just not my thing. Hell, hearing him with just one is weird enough, let alone extras.

"The man you went outside with, is he still outside or did he leave? I must say, seeing you go out with him was a bit of a surprise, he doesn't seem your type."

Smirking to hide my stalled breath, I shrug.

"He wasn't, just needed an excuse to go outside. As for him still being out there, he was when I came in."

At his look of disbelief, I motion to the door, rocking on my heels again.

"Take a look for yourself. How would you know what my type is, anyway?"

Getting good at being honest yet saying nothing, not sure if that should be worrying or not. Then again, I did just murder someone, so...ye-ah. He still doesn't look convinced, but unless he goes snow diving, he's not going to find anything.

"Told you, I can read people. He also had a specific type that you don't fit, so it makes me curious."

Tired as I am, I'm surprised I haven't lost patience sooner. Tongue is getting looser though, as told by my next actions. Sliding up close, I crook a finger to get him to lean down so I can get his ear.

"You mean the type to like young girls?"

I feel him jerk slightly, but that's all before he stands upright, face hiding behind his haughty expression. I step back, putting my hands behind my back and tugging at my hair in habit. Can feel some blood I missed on my waist stretch, having dried to a tacky ick.

Will have to remember for future escapades here, that this Master is damned observant.

"Renee, leave us, will you?"

Head bowing low, the hyena moves away. I keep my eyes on the man dressed to dominate as he glances around. Moving in close to put a hand on my back and motion me to the room next to Benjamin's, I raise a brow, but enter it casually, too tired to care. The door closes firmly behind me as I walk further in. Much the same as the other, just different layout and color scheme. Kinda clashy if you ask me.

"Who are you really? Cop? Fed? Undercover agent?"

Turning, I look at him all apathetic-like and shake my head. Arms cross in front of me while reading at the motions of his face.

"None of the above. Just a chick who knows more than she wants to."

His threatening step forward has me raising a brow, green eyes glittering in amusement.

"How do you know what he likes?"

The stern voice also has a thread of fear, which I can understand. Having to protect others while keeping a dirty secret.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. His partner will probably be looking for him, you just have to act oblivious to what happened. Since you don't know, that shouldn't be hard."

He takes another couple steps forward, almost directly in front of me now.

"And if I were to turn you in?"

I scoff, lowering my arms.

"Turn me in to whom? And for what?"

Master Percival glares at me for a few minutes, neither of us saying anything.

"Is he alive?"

Unable to help it, I smile. My altered reactions to situations than what others would deem ‘normal’ kicking in and making me look even more the psychotic. Can't think of a smart ass answer, so I give a half shrug.

"Do you realize what you've done?"

Voice is low with threads of anger coloring it. I look dead at him and nod.

"Yes, I do. You and yours are innocent in this, nothing can be connected to you. When eventually found you may be asked a few questions, but you don't know anything."

When he turns away, I keep going.

"His body is hidden, but I have a way to get rid of it. Benjamin has to make the call since I don't know them specifically. As he's busy next door, I couldn't very well go in and request it be made right there. You know this man has a partner?"

The tail of his mohawk moves as he nods, looking back to me. Putting my hands in my pockets, I pace as I think over things. Ice blue eyes watch me, which is all sorts of unsettling, so I think aloud.

"Pretty sure you're aware of just what they're connected to. I'll be going after the others as I find them. They'll more than likely start going underground when they figure out they're being hunted, which means disposal and money dispersal. They won't be quiet about it since they'll need to do something with those here."

I look up to Percival, taking in everything like a sponge.

"When it comes up, let Benjamin know as soon as possible so we can try to save as many as we can. I don't know if they'll totally pull out, it's just a scenario. You and yours just keep going as you are as if you know nothing of what I've done."

Can tell I'm not winning any points here, but I'm not sure what to say to get him to understand. Holding out my hands palms up, I ask him what he wants. He looks at them, then to my waist.

"I thought that was from you marking Ben, but it isn't, is it?"

When I give a slow affirmative, his eyes close and he takes a deep breath.

"Was Benjamin your way here?"

Nodding, my brow furrows. He starts pacing, kilt moving with him in a way letting you know it's heavy. Wouldn't think so by the look of the material, but then I'm no fashion expert.

"You wish to leave now, right?"

More sounds like he's telling me to leave than anything else, so I nod again.

"I'll get Renee to take you while I wait for Benjamin. He and I clearly need to talk."

Biting my lip, I start feeling guilty.

"This is my thing, he's just helping me. He helps me help you in the long run. I'm trying to get rid of these people. Please don't blame him for anything. I didn't know he was a regular here when I told him to bring me."

That's hardly an excuse and changes nothing, just need him to know that it isn't the Vamp’s fault. Master Percival raises his brows at me in surprise, the look quite amusing.

"You told him? Is he not your dominant?"

Giving him a queer look, I snort.

"Hardly. He's mine and a friend. No one is my Dom."

Could probably have left that 'mine' part out, since it'll probably just confuse. Then again, that's part of what this place is about; belonging to someone body and soul. Don't know if Vampires have souls, but something there is mine.

Granted it started on accident, but if that hickey turns into my mark the way Xavier's did, then he belongs to me even more... If that's possible. Shit confuses me.

The man grins, eyes glinting at a possible challenge. Can forget it, buddy, it's not happening. Giving him a look, he chuckles and shakes his head.

"I'll get Renee. Go up front and he'll be along shortly."