The dead vampire's body had indeed begun to turn to ash, but as of yet was mostly intact. It was slightly disconcerting, like the flesh was rotting away in an instant, piece at a time. Serah had little trouble hefting the body with her presently amazonian muscle, but carrying it was a bit awkward due to her huge breasts throwing of her normal balance. Still, she managed, and between her heightened senses and the glow about her, made it through the trashed boiler room without incident.<br/><br/>Upon her return, Serah found Micha hunched over a desk, sketching away in a journal of some kind. He looked up when she entered, but simply gave her a little nod as she collected the lavender-haired girl. Seems his invitation did extend to 'all night'. At her farewell, he smiled another disconcerting smile. "I look forward to meeting you for the first time, Ms. Fox. And yes, a little blood would make an excellent gift to the host. I'm afraid I must move, however, due to hunters finding my card in the late Mr. Davidson's pocket. Simple mortals have no way to reach me with only it, thankfully, but one can never be too careful with the sanctity of one's territory." He's eyes narrow for a barely perceptible moment, but the odd smile stays. "Do have a good evening, and enjoy your new toy." With that, he returned to his sketching.<br/><br/>Carrying the woman down the stairs and out was... rather more pleasant, actually. She was soft and warm and had a<em>fantastic</em>ass squeezed into a rather thin pair of plain white panties.<br/><br/>Emptying a few shots into the SUV does more than superficial damage, and it smells like something inside might be on fire. It looks like a brief firefight ensued, before someone got to the door and shot Mr. Davidson point blank before absconding with his weapon and the contents of his pockets. Good enough, most likely.<br/><br/>As Serah got into her card and made haste away from the scene, the strange woman in the back moaned again and moved again and sat up. Her senses seemed to have finally returned. She stretches, yelps softy, and looks around squinting. "Wh... where am?" She peers over at Serah. "Are... are you my new Mistress?" Her voice is soft, but she seems more confused than frightened.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">No issues with pushing things along sometimes. ^_^<br/>I just assumed you rifled Davidson's pockets and untied the girl.</div></div>