Just as Runa thought she was able to get a moment of peace a sound seemed to disturb her. A sound that she knew all too well. Another scum bag vampire. When hunting vampires she was so bold to wear as little clothes as possible. It was a statement that most vampire's didn't understand. Her little black bikini top with a cape tied around her neck, and little black shorts that showed off  her beautifully tanned skin from the sun. Although,  on her feet she wore high-heeled boots just so that her kick was just a little more damaging. She was probably the sexiest vampire hunter in the world but hell she really didn't care. All she cared about was taking care of the pest vampires that roam the earth.<br/><br/>But what stood in front of her was rather a blow to her ego. Within seconds of that sound a vampire landed right in front of her..and what he was wearing was far from usual. The vampire was wearing a pajama-robe which just tempered her even more. "What? Do you really think you can kick my ass in a pajama-robe ...really that's just a little insulting to me." A small smirk crossed her face. "Either way i'll kick your ass and still manage to have some peace time, or if your so lazy that you that you show up here in a pajama-robe why don't you just run on home and leave me be." Of course the latter bit she was sure was not an option. She never really found vampires very Sexy...but this one just had an air of freshness unlike anything she ever saw before.<br/><br/>She placed her hand on the tilt of the sword( or the thing she used to pull her sword out) seeming prepared for the fight to come. Assuming that there was a fight to come. She hadn't even taken a step since the vampire landed in front of her. Though, it wasn't from fear ...it was from respect. She did have standards when it came to one on one combat unless there was a hostage to worry about. Here there was no hostage. That meant she could be respectful even to her enemies. Even though her enemies were the same enemies that killed her parents but she was raised under the code of honor, and thus had a lot of respect for others....even her enemies.<br/><br/>The vampire that stood in front of her half reminded her of a darkened prince. Sort of like some twisted fairy tale in a twisted world of deadly, and fatal beings. She heaved a sigh and kept her eyes locked with the vampire's eyes. If he was to move she was to move. She would fight him as if he was an equal to her because that was how she felt about the vampire in front of her. Not that personally she liked him or anything but it was rather fair treatment which was sorta like her, and sorta not. Vampires were all the same but not all were treated the same by her.