"Three so desperate in one day?" Maria asks, looking over the lean framed Netherbeing, the beautifully proportioned Nekomimi, and the rugged-looking human with a descerning eye, one honed through centuries of life. Her crimson gaze sways to the Netherbeing, then to the Nekomimi, and then to the Human, then pan back to the Netherbeing. "A Netherbeing... a cute Nekomimi... and a normal, run of the mill little boy. How adorable." She straightens herself up and swings the bar door open.<br/><br/>"Here's the deal boys and girls..." She walks to a heavy oaken door and opens it, giving the group the 'come here' tik of her finger, leading the three into an airlock style door, with a heavy steel door before them. When the file into the medium sized room, she shuts the door. "You've all come to my pawn shop for different reasons. Financial, enlightenment, shits and giggles, honestly darlings, it's all the same to me. But the simple fact remains as this. You're here to get back on your feet, and with that, I can help." She places a cold, pale hand on the steel door and rubs it some. "Beyond this door is your salvation, but as with most things in life, Salvation does not come free. Before I open this door, there is one thing I must ask of you first."<br/><br/>"To be certain that your desperation is real, I must ask a small taste of your blood, an offering, if you will. Think of it as initial payment, one that I promise will be repaid in full." She adjusts her position and puts her hands on her hips. "So...." She begins again, flashing her fangs with a wide grin. "Who's in?"