Havoc could be considered a very weak person, after all he was often depressed and quite emotional sometimes. But those who knew him, like White, Mallory and Chrysy saw him as very strong. He may cry, and break down at times, but then he got up with determination to push through no matter what. Even still, he rarely felt strong, but he did right then thanks to Auxana. Not just because she needed him to be strong, but because he could be there for her right now. Helping Auxana was all that mattered to him at that moment, and doing so, or even just attempting to, meant he mattered, which gave him strength. That’s how Havoc saw it, you were a strong person if you did what you believed was right when something came up. Auxana’s crying now, no matter what caused it inside, did not make her weak to him. Breaking down happened sometimes, the only way you became weak from it is if you let it control you and stop you from doing what was right during a fight or other important situation.<br/><br/>Havoc was relieved when Auxana smiled at him, he smiled to as she rushed him out of the room and then shop. Once they exited the streets were now fairly active, there were even people walking their pets, some exotic, like a scorpion the size of a Pitbull, it wasn’t a dire scorpion, just a giant one, still from Tor Korbin . When Havoc neared the scorpion, it started to freak out, straining against its chain to get at him. It was then able to yank free from it’s owner’s grasp and rush past others to get to the two of them. Havoc stood in front of Auxana and prepared to create a construct, but somehow he knew it wasn’t necessary.<br/><br/>The scorpion then pushed its head against Havoc like it wanted something from him. The owner flew over, someone who looked mostly Dema-human with dark skin but had large bat-like wings on her back. “I am so sorry, he is usually much more behaved, Bruno, that was bad, come here.” She went to pick up the leash, Bruno was clicking it’s pincers, which sounded odd to Havoc, he could swear it was trying to say something to him. It was, it was saying: ‘I know you! I know you!’ Havoc then felt a little woozy, he had to hold on to Auxana as he tried to focus, the situation was bad for him because it was singling him out as odd. His eyes then went black, something feeling very wrong to him, like something clawing at his spine, Havoc became angry and energised. He then clicked wildly back at Bruno, who scurried quickly away, dragging its owner with it, as if he had just yelled at it. His words, at least in his mind were: ‘Quiet skorpion, I don’t want to be seen as abnormal, I hate when it happens. I could crush you with ease, so go away now and do not bother me again!’<br/><br/>He had a hateful look in his eyes as he turned and looked at Auxana, he was going to say something, but stopped himself. He just grabbed her hand and squeezed it hard, normally he did not have the level of strength Auxana did, but this was a stronger grip than he could normally do. His features began to soften, as Auxana herself would have felt more energised as he unknowingly transferred some of his dark magic to her. His magic would not mix with her own and would be very strange to her as she would be having this feeling of looking at a whole different realm of possible uses than her normal wind centered magic. This was quite different than how magic normally worked, normally her own magic would convert the foreign magic into more of itself, unless the foreign magic was meant to control, like Succubus magic. Havoc’s magic seemed to be somewhat like a Succubus’, unable to be changed, as it was strong and nonconforming, but unlike a Succubus’, it was not controlling.<br/><br/>Havoc’s eyes went back to normal, he looked at Auxana with a sad look. “I’m sorry if I scared you. That can happen at weird times, sometimes I can see a trigger, others I can’t.” He held her hand gently, it calming him, he then hugged her close, starting to tear up, being emotional from the depressive crash. “You are so precious to me Auxana, nothing is allowed to happen to you, not ever, I couldn’t handle it.” He wanted to say more, but knew better than to allow himself to just unload all his emotional baggage on her while depressed.It wouldn’t be fair to her and was completely unnecessary, he’d be fine soon, and he was, short mania meant short backlash. He wiped his tears away then smiled lightly to Auxana. “We should get to that party, after all it would be a shame not to show off how great you look.” He put his arm around her shoulder, holding her close as they walked.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFFBF">Suddenly a little girl appeared in front of them, however neither Havoc nor anyone else seemed to be able to see her. She had long silver hair, green eyes and her skin seemed to be glowing slightly. She smiled and waved enthusiastically at Auxana. Her voice was then heard by Auxana in two ways, one was through magic and the other was through the language Auxana was most comfortable with hearing. White was now both a sort of hallucination like Mallory or Havoc’s father and part of the magic Auxana had. “Hi, I got a ride with the magic Havoc transferred to you! So it’s no longer a lot of effort for me to talk to you. Isn’t it great?!”</span><br/><br/>Suddenly loud music was heard, they were near the temple, and the rave just began. The sound was very synthetic and was obvious that magic was used to make it, and make it loud. Intrigued Havoc guided them inside, the temple was huge, and it was packed, there were people of every race here, with a majority of Fluff-fluffs and Dema-humans. It was obvious that this was not only just about everyone in the town, but people outside of it too. Meena’s temple parties and raves were very well known and the news of any coming up spread fast. A lot of people had glowing rods and jewelry, neon seemed to be a high theme, and at the back there was even someone selling glow sticks and other various items that Havoc had never seen before. There were also beams of lights coming from the middle of the large room that shot all over the place, the atmosphere was very chaotic.<br/><br/>Havoc couldn’t stop beaming, the amount of energy and chaos in the room was intoxicating, he loved how he felt like he was nowhere near the oddest person in her, he felt like he belonged just out of the schere insanity that was going on. He practically had to yell to be heard even by someone right next to him. “What the hell kind of dancing is that?!” The majority of people were thrashing their heads back and forth, pumping their fist in their air and generally just going crazy with whatever. While others were doing some crazy agilic dance moves, some with things like glowing balls on chains that they twirled it around their bodies and underneath their legs. The most interesting were the Fluff-fluffs that were flying and dancing above, some had to be using some magic to be able to dance in such ways, as some of them were flying in one spot without using their wings very much.<br/><br/>All the way in the front was a stage with some dancers but mainly it was for the people doing the music. There was one man who now turned to address the crowd, he used magic to boost his voice to be heard by everyone, while the music lessened while he spoke. “Good morning everyone!” The crowd shouted good morning back before he continued. “I have a message from our god directly to all of you. That is: Have fun! Party like animals! Embrace the crazy! And most importantly: Have the most fun you have ever had in your entire life! Let’s do it! Give it up for our music maker: Mrs. Krayzed!” The women behind him then started messing with a flow of magic that was in front of her, other people on the stage that were playing flows of magic followed suit, which made the music louder again. Havoc was actually enjoying himself, if for no other reason than because it was practically everything the academy had been against. The people making out sporadically through the crowd was a prime example of that, and seeing them made him think of Auxana, so he looked to her to see how she was liking all of this. He had a small fear that her being unused to being around this many people would make her feel trapped. If she was having trouble then he was fine with leaving.<br/><br/>White was covering her ears, but then both her and Auxana became momentarily deaf to all the noise around them. They then both heard Meena. “Auxana, later tonight I’m going to need you to do something for me. I don’t want to distract you from having fun, but this is very important. Without your help a lot of people could get hurt, which could include you and Havoc. But you’re the perfect person to stop it from happening and it shouldn’t take long.” There was a heist being prepared for later that night during the distraction of the rave. Any ordinary robbery wouldn’t have troubled Meena, but this one was of a powerful artifact she had made for the war. It couldn’t be allowed to fall into the wrong hands.<br/><br/>_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><br/>Kryban sighed and looked down at her. "It's not your past that is determining how I act, it's my own past. Maybe that's wrong of me, to allow my past to control me. I definitely admire your ability to move on, to not let being forced to be a bloodskin to decide how you think and feel about things. I guess I'm just not as strong as that, the best I can do is try to become a better person from what I’ve experienced and not a worst one." He then thought about what she said about force feeding him, then felt her tears soak into his shirt. What she was saying was very much something he would say and appreciate in a different situation, instead he frowned. Normally he would still refuse, not in pride but because doing so was against what he believed. He was definitely stubborn but only in what he saw as right and wrong. But with Norah, she made him rethink about what was right and wrong, he wanted to do right by her, that couldn’t be a bad thing, so what she needed must be right, and what she didn’t wrong. If she was crying because he was looking to go through the withdrawals, then that must be wrong for him to do.<br/><br/>He did find it odd that she cared so much about his wellbeing. He always saw it that it was his job to take the pain so others didn’t have to, even if it was worse for him, that’s how his ex-wife had seen it too. He came from a background of having to be the stable foundation that others could rely on no matter what, no matter what he had to deal with himself. Doing something for his own direct benefit was not only new, but couldn’t help but feel wrong to him. “It doesn’t feel right, the idea of drinking your blood. But I can’t stand you being upset, if you feel that strongly about it, then I accept and thank you, I’ll only take a little.“ He then leaned down to her neck, teeth exposed, he looked at her face once more before pressing his teeth light into her neck. When the blood hit his mouth, his hunter instincts went into overdrive. The veins across his body bulged, his hands turned to claws, his eyes shone bright. Even his muscles began to get larger, he had an air of power about him now, it was a terrifying and monstrous kind of power filled aura because he had little control over it.<br/><br/>The hunger inside demanded more, in a sense it was more in control than he was right now, he tried to fight it, but it was strong. It drank from her with a love for the highly addictive blood, it wanted to drink until his thirst was quenched, which would leave Norah very weakened. Kryban’s clawed hand grabbed her arm, the hunger saw her as the most desirable thing known in existence, and it didn’t want her going anywhere. His other hand wrapped around her back and pulled her close, he began having deep carnal desires, as they were attached to his animalistic nature that was very prevalent at the moment. He kept drinking her blood, with it seeming like he had no care for what it would do to her. But when it began getting a little dangerous for Norah, the hunger suddenly lost control of him, his eyes flashed with a blue light for a moment before dimming down. He struggled for a second as things leveled out but then he slowly stopped biting her neck, he breathed heavily from the effort he had spent battling his animalistic side, and sweat trickled down from his brow. His hands then went back to normal, though they trembled as he held her tight for a moment, and then they too steaded. The aura of power he had was still there, but it wasn’t terrifying now, in fact it was attractive, as it is with someone who has an air of confidence and capability about them.<br/><br/>“Are you okay Norah? I am really sorry for what happened, I lost myself, I thought I could control the lust, but it was more powerful than I thought. It got way too dangerous and I’m deeply sorry, it will not happen again, I promise. If there is anything I can do to make it up to you, I’ll gladly do it.” Kryban was upset, but his voice didn’t sound like he did before when he was upset. It didn’t sound weakened, vulnerable or irrational, he gave off this feeling of strength and protection, like he had everything under control. He didn’t quite feel that way, but he was thinking more clearly than he would normally, mentally he didn’t let the regret, pain and sadness control him. Mostly he felt like even if he didn’t have everything under control, he had the ability to be able to make it happen. He seemed to have more faith in himself and he didn’t succumb to any panic. Drinking as a vampire was meant to, gave him strength, both mental and physical. His former diet kept him weak like someone never getting many of the vitamins and nutrients that they needed, causeing deficiencies with bad symtoms. Blood was were vampires got all they needed, but if it wasn't fresh it lacked some things, if it was cured blood, it lacked even more. Going too long without resulted in problems, in fact it would have been far worse if it was anyone other than Kryban trying to have a completely cured blood diet.