<span style="color: #FF0000">Alucard walked slowly toward the traven pearing up at the red sighn that just lit up before him "the Scarlett Taven hm". Wearing his causal smirk like he always did he pushed the door up to see another young Siren proping herself up against the bar. <br/><br/>Her scarlett hair a contrast to her plae skin he quickly looked her up and down takeing in the peircings and tattoos hmm she is a fairly young Siren he thourght to himself. He strode to the bar his long trench coat swishing behind him "hello my dear" he said in his strong russian accent bowing to her his long black falling over his eyes he stood straight running a hand though his hair to get it out of his eyes. "what celection of red wine do you have?"</span>