Looking between Val and Namirya, she lowered her head a bit and smiled politely. "I am sorry for worrying you, and for detaining you in this place. It was not my intention to be a bother." Clearing her throat and straightening a little bit more, she looked up at Namirya seriously. "As for answers, I'm afraid I have none more myself yet, but I am eager to find some myself."<br/><br/>__________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/><em>Across the city, in a penthouse overlooking the water, a rakishly attractive young woman stands at the window, her curved silhouette stark black against the sunlight on the street below. Low lights and low voices and the smell of blood fill the room.<br/><br/>"There are more."<br/><br/>"Give me some more time mistress. It is a big city and the true forms don't show themselves easil--"<br/><br/>Spitting forth from her gleaming lips, her icy words silence the other instantly. "I don't want your excuses!" Turning towards the cowering shadow in the corner of the room, her tone changed again and her voice deepened slightly. "They're amassing you know."<br/><br/>"W--what?..."<br/><br/>"You heard me you idiot! This has to stop. If they come to organize themselves then it's possible we won't have a chance in wiping them out." The left side of her mouth twisting up into a wicked smirk, she walks over to the shadow and puts her hand delicately on his chin, lifting it to eye to eye level, her face only an inch from the other's. "And Gods forbid the begin breeding." Tossing his face to the side she turns and walks to the window again. "Now leave. And don't come back until you've brought me one of their heads."<br/><br/>"Yes mistress."</em>