"What are you- the police?" A tall slender blonde with a guitar strapped to her back appeared seemingly out of nowhere next to the lithe Silva. There girl was frail little thing, yet she smelled of wolf. The girl looked like pure hell and why was she dressed like that she didn't quite get. "Hey you got a cigarette?" She paused soon after to realize that the girl didn't even have pockets. "Nevermind"<br/><br/>The enviroment around the place was kinda dull, almost lifeless. What normal person would dare tread around these parts knowing there were hunger blood drinking beasts lingering. Shoving her hands into her pockets she gave the girl a look over. "Do you mind if I ask...what happened to you, you look like shit, no offense."  By now someone should of came to door, what way was this to treat guests?  Stepping forward she balled her right hand into a fists and pounded on the door. " Hey c'mon I smell you guys in there!" she shouted.  Looking over her shoulder she turned her attention back to the girl, still curious as to what her story was. She figured that whatever brought her here to this place was the same reason she had hitch-hike all the way from Brazil and then some.<br/><br/>Digging far into her pockets, she struck gold when she found half a cigarette. "Yes!" She turned immediately to the girl and was about o ask if she had a lighter, but changed her mind. "Hey, what is your name?" She asked this too out curiosity, swearing while she feebly attempted to find a lighter."You don't talk much, huh?" She smiled somewhat crookedly. Her eyes going up to the moon. "My gawd it sure is beautiful....but I really wish someone open this damned door" Just as she was bout to raise her right boot and kick the door in...