With all that Celeste came to expect from the Pawn Shop, he never imagined that he would find so many completely willing to give away their bodies and souls for the mere sake of casting off mortal discomforts.  Though he did not sympathize, he sense deep down within himself that they were making the wrong decision.  His search was that of spiritual fulfillment spurred by the love of an all-loving deity, and thus he possessed a deeper purpose for enlisting in Maria’s ranks.  Never could he imagine what such a place could fulfill for those whose time upon this Earth was filled with such strong and carnal emotions.  There was only so much that he could read from the others within the shop, but it didn’t take a connection with the infinite for Celeste to grasp that the majority of them were there out of pure unbridled desperation.  His goal, at least within his own mind, would be of far more righteous designation.  There was no longing for a better life, only a broader understanding of the self.  Pleasurable sins of the flesh would bring him closer to the one he loved most dear.<br/><br/>The condition of blood drinking did not phase him in the slightest.  Having never been bitten, it could prove to be most fruitful to his over all life experience.  Gazing at the Mistress Maria, he spoke.  “You may drink of me however you desire.  If you would like more than a little, feel free to indulge yourself.”  Kinking his neck to the side, he bared himself to her.  “Perhaps I will find the proceedings stimulating.”