Genevieve grinned back. "How about the big strong vampire hunter and the helpless vampire maiden, pinned to the bed by daggers through my wrists and ankles, restrained and forced to submit to your every whim..."<br/><br/>She led the drooling wolfeasel off, and out the nearest window, where she led him a merry chase over the rooftops to her apartment. Even using her wings, with his awesome ninja jumping skills, it wasn't hard for him to follow her. She landed on her apartment balcony, and turned to wait for her beau.<br/><br/>(OOC: Yes I will be playing Genevieve. P.S. Undead with supernatural regeneration. Being stabbed anywhere except the heart or having her head chopped off is more of an inconvenience than anything else. I also suspect you can chop limbs off and put them back on without issue. Though Reizu sets the pace and limits.)<br/><br/>Meanwhile Ptricia and Chris said their goodbyes, she handed him some vials, and they headed out into the crowd. While a lot of them were Motorhead fans, a surprising number were Cast Iron Stomach fans, even down to the t-shirts and other merchandise Ptricia had been placing over internet sales channels, including the tour website. A number of girls and guys, anthro and otherwise wanted their t-shirts signed, usually while they were still wearing them.<br/><br/>(OOC: Chr5is, do you want a new character, or a familiar face?)