Denise
*It had been years since Yakaiyo was first on the run. She had escaped Silnaria where she was now wanted for mass murder, now in Salvania, where she was undetected. Undoubtedly though, there were bounty hunters who sought to bring her back for a hefty reward. Having chosen the powers of a vampire, her body had been permanently changed. The stress had brought a permanently tired look on her, with dark spots under her eyes and grey hairs.*

*The treton was half swimming, half resting near the bottom of a river. Still in her robes, her natural fins had extended to make the wet clothing less of a problem (though the spines did pierce through the cloth). A food basket and blanket had been laid out to signify that she was there. Submersed under the running water, Yakaiyo was able to find some semblace of peace, even if brief. Vampirism hadn't affected her ability to swim much. What instead troubled her was thinking. Dwelling on the past. Her failures.*

*Out of the corner of her eye though, she saw a figure near the surface, and decided to swim up to see who it was.*
Christopher
*Above the surface of the calm, blue river is a man. A man familiar with the Trenton for better or worse. It hadn't been long since he decided to take Aka under his care. He'd assigned a room for her and tried to comfort her where he could but... He couldn't blame her for finding it wanting, and venturing out to a place that better suited her.*

*She could of let him know at least, so he wasn't running around the place half dressed. Evident by his poorly buttoned shirt, half tucked into his pants. He certainly looked like a mess, but he needed to make sure she was alright.*

*As he approached the surface of the water, he glances around. Noticing the basket and blanket, he ventures further.*
"Aaaakaaaa! You out here?"
Denise
*As Horace called out, Yakaiyo's head would burst out of the water, the gills on her neck visibly closing. In hindsight, she probably should have told him; but the water called to her. It was calming.*

"I'm right here. Need anything from me?"

*With a final push, Yakaiyo launches herself out of the water, her wet clothes and hair sticking to her skin. She didn't mind the chill of damp silk; as a Treton, she was used to the cold oceans, though she did try and wring her hair dry.*

"I was just... Relaxing for a bit. I hope I didn't make you worry too much."
Christopher
"Oh, there you are! Jeez..."
*The Kitsune seemed to breath easy as he steps to the waters edge. Observing the Trenton as she seemed to launch herself onto dry land. This was definitely one of the first times he's seen her more fish like self. The blond shakes his head, instead smiling at Aka.*
"Just glad I could find you... I really wish you'd tell me when you leave, but I know I can't force you. It's been awhile since we talked anyway... How're you adjusting to things?"
Denise
"Sorry about that, I should have left a note or something."

*Seeing Horace worry over her like a worried parent both amused her and struck a sense of melancholy in her. She would have done the same if either of her children disappeared without a word.*

*Horace soon saw some odd protrusions coming from Yakaiyo's forearms and the back of her neck. Fins, like a fish, paired with sharp spines. It was clear that she really was a Treton.*

"It's... Been hard. The urge for revenge comes and goes. If it can even be called revenge and not mindless slaughter."