<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: violet"><span style="font-family: baseballscript;">Lecia</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: violet">Lecia whimpered lightly as she clung Michel to her closely "she needed to hid and soon. She bit her lip lightly and gathered Michel in her arms with ease dragging his bag behind her she needed to be underground or at least away from the light. She spotted a basement taking Michel and his luggage down the elevator shaft the smell of city greeted her as the doors opened to the damp hot enclosure. After walking around for thirty minutes she found a small room that could be her haven till Michel awoke. She had taken a good amount of fluid from him but not enough to cause him harm or an untimely death. She laid him gently down on some sheets she had found he would leave after he awoke. Calling her a freak and other such words that she could remember, She shook from fear she needed someone and he had fallen into her life what could she do. She gently stroked his cheek he was quite handsome but he would not like a creature like herself it was impossible even when she was flesh and blood she had been thrown away with ease it would take this mortal just the same amount of time to want to be rid of her. She sighed feeling defeated and alone.</span></div>