Karin continued to suck down the red liquid till her body was drunk , and her mind was so numb that any coherent thoughts were thrown out the back of her mind like a rock being tossed across water. Every little splash circulating a new diseased thought. Her sandy brown hair seemed knotted in dried up bloody mess. It seemed even cleaning up was far beyond her mind set.<br/><br/>With a lot of effort she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand trying to rid herself of any conscious decision to drink pure human blood. Since the blood in the bottle was not synthetic blood as she use to be told. The taste was to too warm to be fake blood.  In disgust she tried to wipe the evidence from her mouth as if it was poison, and then stopped when it became near impossible because of the mix of the werewolf blood from the fight.<br/><br/>Her hands hit the floor as if trying to stop her body from completely hitting the floor full force,without really moving her pure red eyes shut hard , closing her into a very deep and oddly relaxing sleep.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Karin , Get your ass up, get cleaned up , and meet up in the big room, this an order.</span>There was a slight groan of protest from her at the boss's words. It wasn't fair she wanted to curl up and sleep on the stone floor? Her hands flexed and felt the stone floor of her room , and a gasp escaped her lips. No wonder she was so tired , her body had just given up , and slumped to the floor. Now with that small memory crossing her mind the idea of standing up was rather tempting but also exhausting.<br/><br/>With futile effort her small hands pushed her up on her feet. The red short dress was covered with dark stains from the events of the night before, and god the strands of tangled brown hair were begging to annoy her. But the worst of it all was the glowing red eyes that reflected her's from the glass on the small circular table. Never in her life had she seen such a dazzling color on her eyes before, and it horrified her.<br/><br/>After taking a few seconds of just standing still and blinking , she finally walked her way to the wide open french doors in her small room , that lead to the master bathroom of pure marble white. The boss of the corporation liked to go all out in this area for some reason. Her bathroom was lined with white and blue marble, the toilet a shiny silver, and the sink same color as the toilet. But the shower was rather large with a brown, white, and blue marble mix with gold nossles  to fix water tempeture.<br/><br/>As she stepped into the bathroom , her hands were already taking the two strings that held up her dress, and sliding them off her shoulder so that the dress fell on the floor. Next her hands took off the black underwear  that was ripped to shreds , and finally she was able to step into the shower. The hot water seemed to douse away her guilt of having succumbed to drinking human blood , the shame felt like a blanket that wrapped around her, and the pristine gold nossles only made matters worse because they reflected such a nice picture. Typically this wouldn't bother her a bit.<br/><br/>Though she had woken up on possibly the wrong side of the bed , and in slight anger her hands grabbed the two nossles and ripped them out of the wall , and then tossed the nossles at the mirror above her sink. In utter uselessness after finishing washing up her body curled up into a ball, and for a few seconds the feeling of over bearing sadness crossed her mind.<br/><br/>But the sadness did not over throw the need to fulfill duty. Her wet hands shoved her to stand up . step out the shower ( which would still be running because of the accident ) , and made her way to her closet where she threw on a new black under dress, and red dress. Brand new and clean. Her only hope as she left her room was that no one noticed the dazzling red in her eyes. But how could they not if it was so prevalent in her eyes?<br/><br/>At last she entered the large room where the head mistress was leaning back in her chair , taking yet again another drag from her ciggeratte as if she owned the smoking company that made them.<span style="font-style: italic">" Oh Karin so glad of you to join us finally, what did you have to clean yourself dry today? </span>The tone of her boss nearly made her want to rip the human's head off. Then she shook the thought off. Thinking like that was no better than be uncontrolled, and a beast. The only thing she was glad for was that the comb raked all the dry blood flakes in hair away in the shower she had just finished.<br/><br/>With a huff she walked towards the desk where the head mistress waved yet again another file at her, or maybe Erevos. How was she to know ? Her mind was already clouded like a storm. " Yea , yea i know i'm late , and by god that smell of those ciggerates , I don't even- " There was a pause as the head mistress shoved the file at her without a word. " know how you survive daily ? Must be some miracle." Her hands opened the file, reading the mission carefully.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Now Erevos , I need you and her to do this stealth mission with accuracy. This lunatic thinks he is untouchable, and thus has been creating ghouls , and if lucky a few vampires in the slumbs. Where most people over look it." </span>The head mistress changed her target and she tried to keep her eyes from Erevos the shame still eating at her while her eyes took in all the information in the file. It was obvious Erevos was told everything before her , due to the way the head mistress spoke. But that should be expected after all she was late.