<span style="font-style: italic">"Then you can have mine. Well you can't hinder their relations if you drink my blood. If you drink the blood of a human then you are going against your beliefs. However, if you drink the blood of an Atlantian then you are not going against such beliefs. We are not human yet we are still of Earth. The term Atlantian means otherworldly. We are the children of the gods and as such we are different from humans." </span>Jenna nearly coughed in bitter laughter. Oh yeah, it was just so easy to call one's self as part of the earth , and god. Well, if he was so holy than she was born from the very depths of an internal flame from hell. A long sigh passed through her lips as they treked along the forest floor.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"An Atlantian heals fast. We never truly age unless we remove our crystal. Our bodies age slower but in years we grow older. We die after thousands upon thousands of years."</span>Junari pulled out his silver sword as if his words were fact, and she had no choice. The sword pressed against his wrist right where the throb of a being rested. Could he heal like she could? Honestly, why did they even need to test it. The groups words all seemed hushed as drops of blood dripped onto clean white snow. Tainting its purity with life substance that her fangs couldn't resist. However , she kept her fangs unseen by not opening her mouth. It would be wrong to feed in front of her team, it would also show weakness of their leader, and that was not how she wanted to be seen.<br/><br/>"In that aspect Vampires are not much different from Atlantians." His feet covered whatever distance she had manually put there between them. Did this man not realize how lucky it is to not have to feed off living things , beings, and whatever else just to survive? Her gifts didn't come without a price and she sure as hell wasn't going to take blood from a man far older than her. Preserved life....vampires knew of such things. Her head twisted so that he no longer see his face. Each drip of blood like poison to her throat. The scent burning the hunger into her, but she refused to indulge.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Drink from me so this family can stay together." </span>The sword he held touched her shoulder, instinctively she hissed in anger. Being forced was something she didn't take to well too. Drinking in front of them is what would break this family.<span style="font-style: italic">"It will not hurt you. My blood has never aged since the day I turned eighteen." </span><br/><br/>" I am not worried about how aged the blood is, I just refuse any blood from something that has a heart beat. I am forsaken, if you believe in the gods, than realize I am of their damned, sinned to take what can only be taken by force." She whispered shoving his dripping wrist away from her. A shame truly, but her feeding was something no one should see.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Take it as a showing of my respect for you as your the leader of these men. If that is what you need to do. I prefer to think of it as an offering of friendship from one not human to another. Vampires are not evil because of how they must survive. They are evil or good based on the deeds and actions they do and take. If you help your men and treat them as equals then you are not evil." </span>She continued to bite her lip as the blood began to over power her, and by shoving his wrist away blood had dripped onto her hand. Slowly her hand went to her wrist. Reaching the fangs that protruded and allowing the sweet substance even if it was only one drop down her throat. However, it burned like fire and melted away.<br/><br/>" I can't...I can't drink from you when these men are seeing, it is...a sign of weakness, and I am tough , there is no way I will subject them to my mercy of hunger. Please ." Her feet turned and they continued to walk. At this point as they came upon a tip of a hill they're eyes landed on the base. From where they were trucks were being loaded and unloaded in a fast fashion. Without waiting she began to run to base, if she cried tears of blood would have shown. Its not like they weren't already going to give her hell.<br/><br/>" SIR." She bowed as a man that stood with U.S.A army hat, and a badge of a sergeant who was yelling at petticoated men. At last the man's sapphire eyes landed on her, a bottle of synthetic blood in his hand. Without waiting he shoved it towards her.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">" Did you beat the Russians?"</span>There was a nod of her head , and then the man continued. "<span style="font-style: italic">" Well then, go grab your division and bring them here, he will be apart of your division , did you not figure out we were looking for a man?"</span>There was a scough in his voice at her but it dripped with respect.<span style="font-style: italic">" Now go get em." </span><br/><br/>She then stood up confused but at least satisfied with the bottle in her hand. Though she still wouldn't be able to drink from it till she was alone. With that she returned to the group who had made it half way down the hill. " I here by declare Junari as apart of division seven, and apart of this sectar. " Hey eyes looked around as everyone noticed the bottle in her hand however her eyes were still blood red.