Sunsets always seemed to make Bianca feel like she was missing someone, or something. Although, quite frankly speaking anything that she could potentially miss was most likely related to her guild. But to tell the truth, she was missing guild updates. Yes, that’s what she was missing. After reaching Hargeon Town late in the afternoon, she found a nice little inn to settle in and rest for a bit. Her plan for the evening was basically to chill at a beach cafe, hopefully catching the sunset while she was there. The last time she was at Hargeon Beach, she met a special someone whom she had yet to meet again. Her senses tingled with excitement every time she thought about Seira. When was she going to get to meet her again? It’s a shock how much of an impact the petite girl had on Bianca. They were not related, not part of the same guild, but she always made the vampyress worry about her at the most random times.

Arriving at the quaint little cafe she was directed to spend the evening at (for an unforgettable experience, they said), Bianca stepped inside to pick a table for two, where she would seat herself so that she could view the sunset. As the tall female neared the edge of the wooden structure, what came into her sight surprised her greatly. Not only was she seeing someone familiar, but said person was reading one of Bianca’s favorite books. The embarrassing scene of her meeting and abandoning Alisa back at the bookstore was brought back to her and a blush rose to her cheeks. She was so very dumb back then. Hopefully she wasn’t as stupid anymore and could hold a proper conversation without freaking out for no reason.

She didn’t care now that she couldn’t see the sunset properly anymore, or to look for a table for two. Gently pulling the seat diagonally positioned on Alisa’s left, Bianca situated herself in the chair and proceeded to make herself feel comfortable before facing the girl who would be in obvious confusion. She wouldn’t remember Bianca because of how she looked now, but hopefully she would remember from hearing her name.

“Hello Alisa. How are you?” asked the vampyress, eyeing the book that was held by a pair of slender hands. She wanted to see Alisa’s reaction to hearing her name from a ‘complete stranger’ first, before she revealed who she was. For an unforgettable experience, maybe.

The uneasiness blatant in Alisa’s voice excited her for some reason. She noticed how her chest was given immediate attention, but that was to be expected as she was clothed in a dress with a plunging neckline. Alisa herself was dressed in an outfit that complimented her voluptuous features and of course, Bianca noticed this as well. As the colors of the sky started to shift into a pretty purple shade, the creature of night began to feel more energetic. Scarlet irises glowed with particular interest in Alisa’s actions as she asked for Bianca’s name.

Ignoring the question for the time being, she lowered her gaze back to the book and spoke again. “What is that book you’re reading? I’m not very good with books but I recognize the title.” The title would be evident on the top of each page on the right in italics, while on the left, it would be the name of the chapter, in italics as well. She knew this because she had read it more times than she could count. A waitress seemed to have noticed her arrival and came to her side probably to take her order. She simply ordered lime juice, to make her feel more alert than she already was.

“Would you like a drink too, Alisa? Have you ordered?” she would ask her ‘friend’. If she hadn’t, Bianca would order for her as well, whatever drink she wanted and dismiss the waitress. As the sun dipped behind the horizon, the atmosphere changed completely. Bianca hoped that Alisa wasn’t freaked out by her little facade. The interest that she showed earlier resembled that of Seira’s, and the more things reminded her of Seira, the more she was fascinated in them.

As Alisa spoke about one of Bianca’s favorite books, her eyes glowed with great interest. The air of mystery around the nightstalker tensed up the moment she heard a very familiar line. It was in fact something that she had told Alisa herself in the bookstore that they first met. A very astonished smile crept onto her lips. “I’m very impressed. You have great memory, almost as good as mine,” she chuckled. The waitress was dismissed as Alisa had apparently already ordered for herself, which Bianca probably didn’t notice because she was too concentrated on the dark-haired beauty and the book.

“I hope you’re liking it, by the way. It never gets old for me,” she said. “I can’t remember how many times I’ve read it again since meeting you, let alone how many times I’ve read it in total.” The laugh that followed her statement rang in the silent night. She didn’t care if she was disturbing the other customers. But she did turn a lot of heads of those who were curious to see the source of the noise pollution. Giving no attention to them, she accepted to taste Alisa’s drink.

The lemon flavor that came from the soda was the first thing that she tasted, followed by the sweetness. It made her eyes bulge a little, but in a good way. “Wow, this is really good. I honestly didn’t know what to order and didn’t want to get drunk here, so I just went with lemon juice,” she chuckled. “Maybe we could drink something stronger later, you know. I don’t plan to go back to my inn after this.” She was dressed in a nice black evening dress that was supposed to be multifunctional. As in, she could wear it to several different events and not look out of place at them.

Bianca reached for the book and slowly pulled it out of Alisa’s hands, shutting it tight for her. She remembered the page number for Alisa of course so she wouldn’t have a problem knowing where to continue reading from later. She assumed that the book was only there to keep her company as she figured Alisa hadn’t invited anyone to join her evening. But now that the vampyress was here, she assumed again, that the purpose of the book was sort of gone. “So! How long have you been here? Is anyone joining you?” she asked, just to make sure.

Bianca had been very excited to spend more time with the pretty woman, but it seemed luck was not on her side again. Even though her confidence had skyrocketed and she wasn’t a nervous wreck anymore, it wasn’t helping in this case. She wondered what made Alisa want to leave. Did her new self shock her? Who knew...but Bianca made a small smile when she was told that today was not the day. “That’s very unfortunate. I’m glad you’re enjoying the book though. Maybe next time you can tell me what you think about it. I bet you’ll have read it the entire series by then,” she laughed. Bianca, however, decided to stay a while to have her drink. She was probably going to go hunting later afterwards to have her filling for the week. Maybe in the woods, next to the beach. Last time she was there, something interesting happened, and who knows, something interesting might happen again.

“Sure,” said Bianca in response to Alisa saying ‘rain check?’ She gave her a big smile before the dark-haired woman left the table. A while later, the vampyre’s drink arrived and she started sipping away slowly. More people arrived as some left, and all Bianca did from that point onwards was observe people. She was actually thinking about following one of those who were leaving, but she imagined she would not really have trouble finding food later, so she trashed that thought. Taking a deep breath of salty air, the sorceress sat at the table until she finished her drink, after which she paid for it and began her hunt.