"No, its just how Bulor do things.  They have to drink blood, eat flesh, that sort of thing.  She'll just give you a quick little draining, and that's it.  Well, and she might make some sexual comment.  She did for me anyway."  Cat chuckled.  Apparently  he had been bite at some point.  On her computer wrist band several jobs were lined up from before, as well as a few new ones.  A research base seemed to be prominant and highest paying, but it would require her to group up with a few others for the job.<br/><br/>In the desert they arrived at it.  It appeared just as he said, a diner, two stories, just outside the city borders.  On its front was what appeared to be a large, tan hided worm with chitenous plates, its mouth open at the entrance.  A few other Runners were parked as well.  "Well, here we are."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>