"Great! Then lets get going!" Vashen said with a long sigh and a large smile, placing his hands behind his head as he walked behind Recks. "Of course I know the layout. Look don't worry, there will be no trouble from me as long as no one provokes me into making a move." He shook his head. He had already said he was just here to talk.<span style="font-style: italic">Stop treating me like a threat large enough to wipe you all out you paranoid idiots.</span><br/><br/>As they reached the main room Vashen raised an eyebrow and gave a low whistle at the desecrated bodies, mutilated on the floor against walls as well. "Very nice interior decorating. I'm more of a western wood buyer but I like what you've done with these corpses. Use what you got eh?" He said with a chuckle.<br/><br/>"Marcelli, your former prisoner wold like a word."<br/><br/>Vashen shook his head.<span style="font-style: italic">Still a prisoner really.</span>He looked back up at the stern serious woman in front of him and crossed his arms. So this was the leader of this band of Vampires. No wonder some people enjoyed serving her.<br/><br/>"I knew it was a mistake, ever feeding you my blood, you do realize how precious my blood is Vashen."<br/><br/>"Yes. Quite delicious too darling."<br/><br/>"I even thought I could play with you bit longer."<br/><br/>"I like a little play time more then the next guy but I'm afraid I don't wish too when I have matters to attend." He smirked. He saw the large wings erupt from her back and the smirk widened. "Kinky. Getting serious are we?" A large demonic like pattern erupted on his body like a tattoo, glowing bright red. Then the door barged open and his gaze turned too the soldier.<br/><br/>â€œSir! The humans are mobilizing!â€<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">What!?</span>He saw the wings remained out. So did his pattern.<br/><br/>â€œGet everyone ready. This isnâ€™t a drill I want everyone formed up in 5 minutes. Go. Now. How should we proceed? Offense or defense?â€<br/><br/>Vashen groaned and shook his head. "God what idiots.....and what timing." With another groan Vashen listened to the new plan of action from the leader. It was too be a defensive strategy, smart in theory. It all depended on numbers, equipment, and strategy.<br/><br/>He suddenly was addressed and pushed forward. "Hey, I can walk." He said as the woman approached him. her hand went onto his cheek and he smirked. "What you want a kiss?" he asked before she started speaking. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Finally I can speak up about what I WANT to say." he said with a chuckle.<br/><br/>"I wanted to talk to you about the possibility of peace between humans and vampires." His demeanor turned to a far more stern one. "I'm no vampire, or a normal human. I'm a cursed bastard. But I've seen enough death and oppression, more then you would believe really." he put a hand though his hair and sighed. "Sorry about the dead vamps in the hall but I had no choice. I needed to talk to you. Anyways, This is bad timing. I didn't know that these people would launch an attack like this. In fact maybe I can talk them out of it. Bring peace. However, if peace isn't brought," He looked her square in the eye. "I'll have no choice but to come after both you and their leader. I don't wish to, its the last I want too do at all."