Raven's dark form, was barely visible from where he sat observing everything to that took place in a large comfortable leather black chair in the darkest corner of the room . He watched the woman curiously, some woman had run on this request, others just froze, but when she stood up putting her hand to her zipper, Raven leaned forward watching as the smooth creamy skin appeared as she pealed away the from the black dress.... and he wondered how well she would do on the next test.<br/><br/>- -<br/><br/>The skinny little vampire with black beady eyes that sat directly across from Robin, leered up at her, his fangs glistened in the light as he was smiling now, and did nothing to prevent her from stopping. "hmmm...delicious," he remarked, "Please take your seat," he said encouragingly as he picked the sheet of questions ready to continue the interview. Once she was settled back down, the vampire's smile was gone and his gaze stern.<br/><br/>"These next set of questions must be answered truthfully, your honesty will be tested, all the others before you have run out crying. Tears are permitted, but whatever happens do not scream, my ears are very sensitive, anything of the sort will result in termination of the interview, if you are disturbed by these questions do not answer them, the door is behind you, I suggest you use it and spare yourself the humiliation running by the rest of the girls sobbing... just keep in mind, you will not be able to until you return the dress, as we need it for the next interview. " he explained.  "Are you certain you want to go on?" he asked somberly... waiting for her response....<br/><br/>"Gooood," he said in almost a mocking sing song voice, his twisted grin had returned showing his fangs. The vampire stood up from his chair, and slowly began walking around the table and began rubbing his hands together as he spoke, "As an PNC, some not all, vampires that will look at you and treat you like an horderve on a silver plate in a little red dress? Not all are like that, and they will not ask permission. How do you feel about being expected to remain cordial with such vampires?  Do you think you can be civil and behave yourself properly without screaming or lashing out?" He asked her, all the while slowly walking around the entire table as he spoke walking behind her for the third pass like a shark circling its prey in the water.<br/><br/>"Feeding can be a rather intimate experience... with skin to skin contact... some vampires are polite and gentle, and do not spill a drop, possibly only requiring a wrist to suck on, others prefer the neck, sometimes they are gentle sometimes they are rough, other times they can be savage glutens, draining you until you pass out from blood loss," he informed her as he as he set his arm around the back rest of Robin's chair "How do you feel about being touched? about being close to strangers?" he asked.... but this time he didn't keep walking, he stood still as he gazed down at the woman in the little red dress, waiting for her response.