Tom
*Went quiet as she went back to her work he slowly began to warm up he stayed huddle near the stove for the fire his clothes slowly started to dry up his body feeling slightly relaxed but he was on edge from seeing that doll he could have went to other shops they may have let him in... His rose pink emerald hues looked towards the window listening to the howling cold winds of the night, the rain was letting up slightly. As she asked his name he didn't reply for a small while just ackward silence before his lips parted and words flowed out.*

`"I don't know."`

*This was true he hadn't remembered his name after an incident in one of his adventures fighting cobolts in the great mountaintops alone a lesson he learned to never go alone again but what did it matter no one would miss him. Slowly laying down his tired eyes began to close as his body began to force him to sleep his hand remained near his waist his cloak covered his face and his hair pressed against the ground as he had a soft exhale before falling asleep he didn't know if he could trust this women, but what did it matter... No he didn't trust her yet before he allow d his body to take hold to the Dreamworld he remained quiet and still it would appear that he was asleep from his posture and breathing pattern.*
Judith
*She could feel the ebbing flow of negative emotions that came fourth from his intrusive thougths. Yes, feel more hopeless. Yes, feel more despair... It was as though she were watching a fruit ripen. Unfortunately, she didn't like taking advantage of those who were sleeping and that was the undeniable truth. However, this wouldn't prevent her from providing herself what she needed... She could at least sweaten the ordeal by granting him good dreams.

Moving from where she was she walked over to kneel over him, just to make sure he was really asleep and not bluffing. She would weave him dreams of warmth. She'd place him in a birchwood forest flooded with sunlight and huckleberry bushes. Scattered with long bladed grass and wild flowers. She would paint this world for him to her best ability, as warm and as whimsical as she could make it.

Meanwhile, in the real world she would slip her arms carefully around his neck, her body gently laying over his. She was a tiny little thing, there wasn't much weight to her but she'd slowly lift her fangs to his neck and*

**~chu**

*Sinking those tiny little fangs into his flesh, they weren't particularly long nor serrated for discomfort but they were sharp enough to make two tiny little holes to drink from. Those grayish silver hues melted into a soft, rose petal pink. They glowed agaisnt the shadows of the doll shop, and once she had her fill she would stand. She never drained anyone, nor did she take enough blood to leave her patrons woozy and out of sorts. Her bite marks never left any lasting scars or deep, gashing puncture holes. The area might be a little tender... But not much else.*

"Thank you for the meal.."

*She whispered softly, before offering a quiet curtsey and meandering to the door to flip the open sign to closed.*
Tom
*Had his eyes closed he was in the in-between stage of drifting away but yet still awake being able to feel things around him but barely this stage felt like he was outside his body, as he heard footsteps creeping towards him he paid no mind to it. Just in the dream state he could see faint images appearing and fading with his consciousness in limbo, it looked beautiful it felt like it was calling to him if he broke any concentration he would fall into it head first the green forests and grasses far from view but yet so close. The boy wasn't bluffing at this point in his feigned sleep as it was just almost there, but he also wasn't fully asleep as he felt a small body coming over his body as he felt something as little as two tiny as a prick with needles pierce his flesh a moan of pain escaped his lips and the dreams started fading as fast as they came.

After a minute of soft pants he managed to gain what little strength he had from being in a dream like state he felt groggy and like a thousand pounds were over him and having his blood taken from his body with nothing to eat for a few days left him winded, his hand pulled his sword from it's sheathe managing to roll her off of him as he sat up putting his sword to her shoulder with a weak grip on it he looked extremely pale and tired*

`"What are you doing..."`

*He was queazy and his vision blurry as he rose his hand to his neck feeling his warm blood looking at his hand as his blood glistened in the faint moonlight in the back piercing through the window, standing up with a stumble to the side knocking a few things over keeping his sword trained on her shoulder and neck waiting for her to explain herself.*
Judith
*She didn't flinch, scream, or yelp. She was very matter of factly about it and nonchalantly answered* "Eating dinner." *To her, there was nothing taboo or uncouth about it. She kept him from freezing, and he fed her. Now, the unusual thing about this was that her bites never caused this nuch delirium, and she was honestly taken aback. Standing up, she smoothed out her dress and canted her head lightly to one side. She didn't understand why he was stumbling around like that.

No matter, she'd look left, then right, then nod.* "Wait here." *Humans were simplistic in their needs, and what would help most was sweets or sugar, but she didn't have any of that... And the candy store had closed hours ago. For now, she would scamper off to the back and come back with a small tray. Beef stew with two slices of bread and a tiny jar of honey.

The shopkeeper here was an old man who didn't take very good care of himself. He smoked tobacco, skipped lunch, and had terrible sleeping habits, so she had taken it upon herself to put together a small dinner for him. Sometimes however, he didn't return to the shop and she'd end up tossing it out. Tonight was one of those nights but at least now she had a use for it. She stored it on top of hot coals to keep it warm throughout the day since she didn't have access to a hot pot. Setting it on the checkout counter she'd gesture to it* "Eat." 

*She'd leave him to it. He could eat if he wanted, or he could flee. She didn't rightly care and she wouldn't stop him. Instead she'd pick up behind him, putting back the various things he knocked over in his wake.*
Tom
*Blinked silently as she said eating dinner was he nothing but food she must be of middle class or some type of lady, as she wasn't fazed by the sword which was odd most people would be a little startled at best. Given the circumstances it made sense to him that she wouldn't be fazed she just drank his blood! As she said to wait here he actually did and for once spoke in more then just one simple sentence.*

`"You know you could kill someone right doing that, your a vampire, it is not right for you to take it upon yourself without asking first. I told you I would work for you or do a task for you if not ask the agreement can be completed you broke this agreement do you have no sense of integrity? Honor to your own word?"`

*He kept his sword raised but his strength was still waivering luckily for him he was adept in the holy magic arts and healing arts this provided him with a great advantage over a dark being even being as weak as he was now.*

`"Why do you drink my blood then offer me a dish to eat. You accept me request to take me out the cold to only take my blood when I haven't eaten in days some people aren't rich or even have money to get by at all."`

*He slowly sank down into one knee panting as his vision fell blurry and fell over to his side dropping the sword with a clatter his will power couldn't stop his body from failing him.*
Judith
"One" *She said as soon as he was done with his lecture. Usually someone in her general class range would result to petty insult or violence, but she was not from the world of man.* "One pint" *She'd turn to face him while holding up one finger. She only took one pint of blood every time which was never enough to kill an adult. Furthermore, she never preyed upon children both out of preference and moral standards.

To reiterate his point, she'd carefully close the blinds and work as she spoke.* "Precisely. You said you would do a task, and that task was to give your blood. Now if I recall correctly, you didn't ask what that task would be either. Therefore, there was no verbal agreement to be broken" *And she had him there. Unlike him however, her voice didn't waiver nor quiver with emotion. It was as if it was all simply buisness.

It wasn't a question of monetary value, however if this is where the conversation was leading she'd accommodate and oblige. Vampires were known for their hospitality. When he fell over however, it became such a cumbersome problem. She wasn't a healer nor did she have any healing capabilities. She told him to eat... Were humans so crass they cared more about prideful speeches rather than their own survival?

She'd lift the sword and move it over to lean against the doorframe. She didn't kick it to the side like some heathen. She wasn't very strong, but she was able to kind of sit him up on the floor with his back against the counter. Crouching down in front of him she'd gently tap his cheek to pull him back to consciousness and **Hopefully** Get him to eat something. This was getting ridiculous.*
Tom
*Felt himself being lifted and propped up his hands glowed of a green healing aura, and pressed one against his neck healing the bite wound his skin came out like stitches and his flesh and began to weave itself together what a useless ability only able to heal wounds that were tiny for himself but grave wounds he could only heal others. She was right he did say a task but never specified what it may be but her logic was not sound to his mind how can a task be completed without being asked and something being forced upon him without telling him what she wanted to do. As he felt gentle taps on his cheek he gritted his teeth this women was just like the rest of the scum in the street all the lords, ladies, king's, queens, knights, and nobles deserved nothing but death.*

*His face however didn't match how he felt it returned to a neutral expression as he realized he acted out of turn in another persons dwelling which offered him a place out of the cold, his more reasonable mind came back the memories of how everyone else treated him it was best to not show any his breaths became steady as he spoke softly*

`"Forgive me for insulting you in your place of residence. He bowed his head in respect."`

*He should have showed more respect for his host but he said his words not with anger or spite he said them with a gentle voice he was only scared when he said those words that may have insulted her.*

`"I do not wish to keep you here caring for a lone adventurer I will gladly accept your offering for food, if you do still wish to extend me your kindness if not I understand I am indebted to you for saving me."`

*His vision came back into focus as his words came out calmly he was telling the truth with his words but her actions still perplexed him. Why didn't she just go out in the night and find a better suitor for her taste there were royals, nobles, rich merchants all across the city she could feast on better blood then such low born blood such as himself.*

*A quiet sigh escapes his lips as his eyes slowly look down towards his hands as he pulled his hood off his heart beat settled and his mind became clearer and not so clouded.*
Judith
*If he could talk, he could eat. She placed the tray of stew and bread which was by now probably luke warm, on his lap. Again, she'd repeat what sje had said before* "Eat" *She wasn't bothered and for all intents and purposes she also wasn't offended.* "This is not my home, had it been your circumstances might be a bit different." *Her parents were none too kind, her father especially, to people that feigned ignorance. She took more after her mother when it came to rationality.

She moved over to the coat rack and removed her cloak. It was very gothic, elegant, and quite warm looking. The subtle pink glow of her eyes pierced the shadows of the shop as she carefully put out each lantern. She did leave the one on the counter for last. She'd let it burn so it was at least enough light for him to be able to see. With the remaining embers of the furnace, she'd make one more cup of tea before putting it out. The insides were still rather toasty from it's warmth.

She'd deliver the tea to him, and then point to the sword that glistened in whatever light source it could find.* "Do not forget that" *And with that, she'd right herself up and do a couple of last minute touch up's as she waited for him to finish his meal so that she could leave.*
Tom
*Began to eat the food quietly not wishing to stirr any more trouble upon this situation, his eyes looked at the food not making eye contact with her but he listened to her words and took them in with a grain of salt. As she began to move away he looked at her cloak and her pink eyes that looked similar to his but we're different more magical in nature.

Watching as the lanterns were being put out one by one except for the one by the him he continued to eat his food quietly making no mess as he felt his strength slowly returning. With each bite hitting his stomach he felt better he didn't know how long he would go without eating again so he would savor this food while he could. As she brought tea to him he accepted it and brought it to his lips sipping on it before speaking*

`"Thank you I won't forget my sword. What do you look for in people when you go to get your meal?"`

*He was wondering why she chose him out of all the people in the city maybe because of accessibility he couldn't even be upset it didn't even hurt bad at all.*

`"Do you go through this life just to live? Do you not wish to see the world other then just feeding on people to survive?"`
Judith
*She'd have to admit, she was not expecting that question and hesitated in what she was doing before answering in the same matter of factly tone as before.* "The blood of people at their lowest.." *People who were just at their limit. The broken, the downtrodden, the ones who have just had about enough was what attracted her taste. For every vampire, it was different. Some preferences leaned towards nobles not because of their wealth but because of their greed. Others were attracted to jealously, some pride, and the darkest of them... Fear.

The next thing he said sounded a little condescending but she would humor him.* "Some can't see the world without limitations and conditions" *Sunlight, and the constant need for blood. It wasn't a hard choice if at the end of the day you wanted to live. Sure there were the very small percentage of vampires who could walk in the sun and turn people into vampires and weild power beyond comprehension but that was somewhere around, what, two percent?

 He needed to understand that not everyone who was born drew a long stick. How fortunate for him he was not held by the same stipulations. When he was done, she would retrieve his dishes from him and place them on the counter, she'd take care of them tomorrow.*
Tom
*Closed his eyes as he held the empty plate listening to her words blood of the people at there lowest but in return they get good dreams he didn't see it as a bad thing as those people lost nothing and gained a night of peaceful slumber. He had put it together as before she tried to get his blood good dreams funneled into his head it was a theory at least which he assumed to be true. After her second sentence he replied without missing a beat giving a rebuttal to her statement.*

`"I would think it better to not see such a world one so cruel where the rich, and powerful trample over those without titles or coin. I see the world for what it is filled with degenerates, and plagued to the very roots with evil. I see the world only through the eyes of an adventurer not of my choice but the simple choice of kill to survive or die, yes there are other jobs but none that will help me get to my end goal of bringing people out from the boot of such powerful people. One were people like me wont have to worry where there next place to sleep will be when there next meal will be."`

*He opened his eyes his voice was still soft as he didn't forget her point it may be the definition of hypocrisy since he is saying he would rather not see the world, because he has seen it already or a place of knowledge a double edged sword. He tried his best to not insult her or offend her with his words.*

`"There are things to help with traversing sunlight as a vampire, certain high level spells and or talismans that can protect you from it's rays I can help you with finding one of these things so you can see the world in the time of day and see it for what it is make your own judgement and ideas no one should be robbed of that souly because you were born from a different silk."`

*He spoke the last part metaphorically.*
Judith
*She didn't ask, but he trauma dumped his life's goals and ambitions on her which put her in a very awkward position. How was she supposed to reply to that exactly? At least he had a goal, she'd give him that. Better that than be a fool with less than a dream to chase.* "May your nobility come to fruition" *She wished him well in his endeavors, and that was all she could speak of to that.

Regarding his solutions, she unfortunately didn't know any magic apart from her birthright capabilities. She didn't know if these talismans or spells he spoke of held any truth, or if they actually worked. Naturally she was skeptical because the sunlight and the day time hurt. A **Lot** And played a valid role in the extermination of her line. It was exactly something she could dabble around with and find out as it were.* "If such a thing exists, I might be pressed to see another vampire try out its properties first.." *Godwilling he'd find a vampire to test one anyway.

With that, she'd douse the last lantern and move towards the door, opening it up to take in the crisp night air. The only time she could traverse freely and roam without consequences. She belonged in the shadows... He belonged in the light. This was the balance of nature, and no defining force was going to change that. Well, apart from death but... That was a given.* "You should be alright to travel I think... Hopefully your home isn't far."
Tom
*Stood up slowly and grabbed his sword sheathing it away he cared not for any words of support he didn't have any emotions when it came to his ambitions or goals, he just spoke to say it and get a point across, he felt no connection or tether to them and his goals or his past.*

`"I know certain spells exist because I have tried them I have a spell I used on a feral vampire learning it from deep beneath the crypts of a tomb, I dragged the feral vampire into the sunlight it didn't burn..."`

*He didn't say what he did after but it could easily be seen through that that feral vampire didn't live to see another day walking towards the door hearing the wind, and gentle drizzle of rain*

`"Some people don't have a home like other's."`

*Speaking calmly for all his magic that was based around holy attributes and healing he didn't use it for good only for killing if he could bathe in the blood of those he killed a pool would be filled to the brim then overflow it could be the cause of his magic becoming weaker and why he had to use his sword and not holy magic against her when she startled him he stepped outside back into the rain and slowly made his way to the spot he had sat before and took his seat with his head low to keep his face out of the soft rain his hands resting in his lap*

`"I wish you the best in your endeavors in the night. Be careful some people don't take well to vampire they will kill on sight."`


*He spoke truth as he had to suffer through the elements once more but at least he had someone to talk to even if for a small while and if it was under strange circumstances it was better then solitude closing his eyes and being his hands around himself under the cloak to try to keep himself warm with the cold night the moon finally reached its peak however tonight it was a blood moon.*
Judith
*She'd take care of course, and in the light of the blood moon she would thrive and listen to the cries of her kind. Inaudible to the ears of one with a beating heart, she closed her eyes to the resounding voices that were near and far.* "Until the night" *A greeting most common among vampires as she gave a nod of her head and ran out into the rain. Now in the middle of the street she leaped into the air and evaporated into a pink mist, a fluttering bat in her place. She flew into the skies, her silhouette apparent against the clouds as she became smaller and smaller.*
Tom
*As the female had taken off into the night as the blood moon had risen he had sat for an hour shivering cold his teeth chattering once more but it was now time to find some monsters to kill he stood up and began to walk the city streets his once nervous, and quiet posture switched to one of confidence and seemingly fearless was this just a front? Having a belly full of warm food and tea he was ready for a fight hopefully get some coins to get a bed at a tavern for a day or two. Traveling through the alleyways and dark paths he lurked the city streets his once loud squishes in his boot became silent not even a sound escaped with each step as his mind focused as his eyes looked upon the mostly empty streets as in the slums the guards barely passed through only patrolling the main roads but the slums and side roads left to fend for themselves*

`"What a strange encounter..."`

*He mumbles to himself the sense of loneliness setting in once more another day of this made his heart grow colder and darker as if a bottomless pit of malice, anger, hate.*