There weren't many, that was with reason. The fights. The rain. Nastasya stood hidden under a tree with her companion Victoire. She sighed, she should have been at the hotel hours ago and sleep right now. As she always slept during day time, it was already getting darker but she wasn't sure if that was because of the rain, as she had no idea what time it was officially. She tried to hide from the rain but it had the minimum effect, her red hair was covered by a cloak but the little bits that stuck out were damp.

The reason why she also still wasn't in her hotel was because she had been hungry, which meant that her unreasonable side took over and she couldn't change anything about it. But even her berserker side was not in the mood to eat while it rained or more like to hunt while it rained. She looked around and wondered what to do, if she should walk back or run back to the hotel or not. She decided it was smart to do and she muttered for Victoire to come along while she ran out from under the tree and past some stores that were still closed and just when she checked out where she was walking: she bumped into someone. Great. Something she could definitely use, so instead of even apologizing, she simply put her hand in front of her mouth, she felt the need to drink blood so badly. Her red eyes were already glowing. Great timing as usual.

Nastasya tried to regulate her breathing because she didn't want to go crazy at all, her eyes turned in the red shiny orbs what happened when she was hungry, they would shine like orbs in the darkness, "The rain makes everything a mystery." she muttered, trying to breathe through her mouth instead of her nose, else she might just simply jump up to this person, which was why she was trying to avoid to do. She had gotten blood recently, she didn't understand why she was reacting so heavy.

At least she didn't trip or fall backwards because of the stranger, "Thanks," she muttered for that and she couldn't resist but look up, it was a very beautiful lady, but Nastasya had to be very careful, Victoire was standing closely behind herself but this person surely did looked heavily dressed for just a casual stroll. So she had no idea if she should just say her regards and walk away, the whole thing about having no definite message from Crowley or Icarus and thus a task in what they needed to do surely made things a lot more difficult. "Sorry, I forgot to say that." She decided to say, to play it safe perhaps?

What to say to a stranger while you needed to get out of here as soon as possible. She felt Victoire pushing her paw against the back of her left calf and she almost stumbled because with this thirst for blood and the whole crazy side she became fastly imbalanced. She wanted to, she stared a little too long for her own liking at the slender neck of the stranger in front of her, actually perfectly hidden by what seeme to be an armour and her long black hair. So that was a good thing, no showy veins or anything that would make her even go more crazy than she would be able to go. She tried to take a deep breath but made the mistake to breath through her nose and she wasn't sure if this person was bleeding, she doubt it, she would have spotted that but it smelled, well like a sweet fragment that she wanted to sink her teeth in.

It took a while before Nastasya understood what the stranger said, "Oh yeah.. Like a fresh start after.. a storm or so to say. Yeah." Wow was she already getting dumb because of the need to drink blood? This was getting ridiculous. She looked at the hand that just let her go before turning again back to the stranger her.. oh red eyes. For a second she wondered if she might be a vampire, but it wasn't the red eyes that had made Nastasya a vampire in the first place, she was just not thinking clearly, "Yeah it looks very tasty." she said but she wasn't talking about the bakery.

Something made her drowsy but in a way that she was losing the aspects of live again, which had happened so many times when she had been hiding from the world, she looked over her shoulder at Victoire for a second. Thank god she had not been alone but her companion hadn't been able to help her, she wasn't sure how she would explain things but it was good that Victoire happened to accept her still even with that. Odin had seen it, they had not talked about it, she had not wanted it. It felt like it was a second person, the vampire person that wanted her to get another way of acting around people. To simply see them as vermin perhaps, walking blood bags and she wouldn't want that for many more reasons. She had figured out that the berserker side, as she called it, was afraid of demons though.

"Of course but than the rain would be just rain. It is a shame what destruction a battle brings with it." She knew that her eyes, the stranger her red eyes, were looking her, assuming way more and she simply looked back, not liking it and quickly breaking the stare. "That sounds like a surprising nice thing to today. Let's get out of the rain shall we." Which felt very intruding in to her life all of a sudden, she still didn't know what it was but the urge to simply faint, get the reign to the other version and drink blood, that would be great. But that's not how it worked.

Things had gone weird lately, first the blonde, no white, well the creature of light because he sure wasn't human and now this very suspicious woman. How to mingle your way out, she should have said she wasn't hungry but that was dumb for she was sure looked famished, she tried her very best to not look like she was going to die of hunger or become a berserker. She didn't really understand why it had not happened yet, especially with the fragmance the woman gave off, "Oh yeah I heard about the one in Hargeon, Era. Things like this happen too often." She lied, not looking at the stranger as she walked towards the bakery after they decided to eat together, she did hower look up and looked in the red eyes that felt strangely her own, she had never met another person with red eyes, "Well depends on what you see as the whole thing. I bumped into a lycan and someone knocked me on the head. I have no idea what happened but the healers surely patched me up." She didn't have to lie about that, she was just a bit vague, that the healers weren't the ones from the army was just plainly left out to hope people liked to make assumptions.

She followed to the first free table and let Victoire sit next to her on her right side, the left side avaible if she needed her space from the blood smell. She took the menu and coughed as she swallowed wrong and tried to breath at the same time with the order of the girl, bloody mary? Bit early in the morning? It wasn't even early, for her it was. "Oh eh.. I still need to look in the menu." so she quickly did and she had no idea what to order, "Eh a grilled cheese sounds fine and a sparkled water." It didn't taste like anything for her this was a ridiculous action that she did now.

Oh man she hoped that the grilled cheese would take the edge off and perhaps the sparkled water but she was so not sure about that, she had not tested that out before, she looked around, at least no one was bleeding in here, it was just that armour, Nas had no idea how it worked but it gave her the creepy vibes. She turned to look back at the stranger, thinking that every time was a bit rude, "That's a good way of putting it, personally I'm more of a person that likes to be able to travel and see what the world brings, which is hard with the warfare around." Okay now she was really putting things on edge by saying that, like too obvious, though it was true. Fighting was not her style. She nodded when the stranger said that she was glad she got worse to wear, she heard about her fight and her eye twitched. Zade. "Oh no, again I have no idea about it, that lycan, well to me they all look the same but than that hit to my temple. Quickly was over." She tried to shrug it off but pretend it bothered her, which it did but than for the other way around and she looked at the table, annoying.

She thanked the waitress for the food and took a sip of her water, but it didn't really help, she stared at the ketchup goo and swallowed, she shouldn't eat that right now, or she should trying to cheat on her brain telling it was blood? "Yeah it certainly does."

Probably more than she could imagine? Oh yeah this was getting to the wrong end of the conversation, which made the little voice in her mind say; just take a hostage. Good guys never do something to a hostage. Well she knew a story from Yami, so she wouldn't want to risk everything. And than there was the thing about Zade, she had never seen him fight but if you considered her, Yami, Caius and obviously Odin as the walking lieutenants than he was the Captain. Icarus and Crowley far above that with Theseus who she had not seen fight as well. To have defeated him, she was in serious trouble, "Good to hear you got out of that with what looks like no scratch. But of course I can't tell. We have magnificent healers in our country." But her voice felt to her as if it was faltering, she had no idea what she should say, now her voice actually remained normal but she felt a bit panic. "Yes surviving is one of the greatest victoires. Basically unscratched and able to find my companion, I count it as a blessing." Well she had been very lucky and got a bonus round in the morning you wouldn't hear her complain.. apart from the fact that she had to lose for that.

She took a bite of the sand or well grilled cheese, she wondered if it was the same for other vampires or if she was simply a default. She took a bite and looked up when the stranger, still no time for introductions had offered her a sip of the bloody mary. How funny, but she did, alcohol mostly gave his flavour to her still. That's why she prefered it, "That is indeed very good." That's when she heard a small gasp from someone near the bar and her red eyes immediately found the blood drop. Shit.

The vampire wasn't actually listening anymore, she had heard about the compliment but had been drinking a sip of the bloody mary and when the introduction came, she had been distracted by the blood and she placed the glass on the table again and stared at the person, the girl over there, as if she was hypnotized and she stood up and wanted to ask if the person was okay but her berserker side told her that it wasn't necessary, but before she could walk away from the table she smelled much more blood and her face turned back to Alisa. Her eyes now glowing, "I need to get out of here." She said, her breath quickening, "Vic!" It was rude not to pay but she could come back when this Alisa was gone and the blood cleaned up for this waitress but she hurried to the door, she needed fresh air.

She felt the need to get blood, her body turning her back, before she could even get out of the bakery, staring at the waitress, her fangs felt like they were growing. Too big for her mouth as she was breathing too quick to actually caught a breath but that wasn't necessary for an undead, damn. She had tried to not lose her face but she was so under the influence of having no blood that it had gone wrong and now this, "Okay I know what you think but I need to get out here. Help me." Victoire tried to push her out of the door but the ninetails wasn't strong enough for that, her glowing red eyes tried to depend on Alisa.

It was ridiculous weak to ask someone that was so affirmative about her being a Grimoire Heart member for help. Had she not been fighting herself to not get blood and to not be so hungry and on the brick of insanity, she would have been able to play this game a lot better but now: she had lost it so soon already. But the person didn't stop her or didn't try to help, she did push her albeit with a bit resistance from Nastasya herself outside and made her step into the damp weather outside again. Fresh air was not enough, the scent of blood still lingered around, she could hear Victoire quickly following them, probably concurned if she would be able to get out of this without sinking her teeth into anything. That would make her funerable for other things, for other blood and fights and.. let's pray Crocus didn't give her that.

She felt a push, a shove and could quick enough find her balance again and stare at Alisa, she vaguelyl remembering the name. She closed her eyes shortly when the distance caming, following the soft thuds of footsteps on the stones, barely audible because of the rain. Yes, the gig was off but with this rain it would be highly impossible to be hidden by invisibility. She didn't know what Grimoire Heart had done to her in first instance, but she would see and know in a matter of seconds to minutes. She crossed her arms, watching with her red eyes what was going to happen. For a second it seemed that she got her old self back but technically she was very much struggling still, especailly when the smell of fresh blood came again.

She let go of her stance, pressing her hand against her nose with the smell of blood and stared at the transformation of the armour, it had showed up red, there was blood, fresh blood in that armour. She let her eyes scan the barely armour but armour none the less and she wasn't sure if she liked the armour because of the blood, she did immediately notice the blue pegasus sign and her mind went out to what Odin and Caius had told her, something about the masters.

If she had not said Master, Nasty might have not understood who this person was anyway, she didn't even hang out in Hargeon or wherever it was in that time. She had been gone, missing, lost in the craziness of needing blood. But there was only one good guess at who could have done it, "No clue." She said though, "I assume this was in Hargeon and I wasn't around back then."

As she thought again, dumb, that if she kept her hands off the issue that no one would get harmed but instead this Blue Pegasus mage went for her companion and she let go of the reigns that she held on her crazy side. She had to work together to not blindly attack every thing that she was doing, she would never be fast enough. She noticed the silly ice beam but Victoire was too slow to hit Alisa as the mage ran too fast. Nastasya let out a yell, "Don't think highly off yourself if you attack the innocent. I TOLD YOU I DON'T KNOW!" She yelled, because having one guess wasn't fair it could be Icarus, it could be Caius, it could be Yumi, heck it could even be Odin because she knew the three of them had been there but she wans't sure. She wasn't there. She had not spoken about any of the death of the masters, she had simply heard that in her travel, she wasn't even sure if she heard from either of her friends. But her guess was on Icarus and she wouldn't care if it really was him; falsly accusation or not. But she wouldn't betray her friends.

That sword was an issue, that armour was an issue and now that they stood about three meters away from each other, knowing very well that her invisibility didn't work, she would keep that in her mind, not using it immediately, she could maybe use it later. She needed to make a decision far quicker than it felt like she was doing now, seeing her companion getting hurt. She was sure she couldn't be considered innocent but she had done nothing, not to the masters and not even to the people in Crocus, she had walked and was immediately attacked, after that she had tried to defend herself as well as hit that child but still, there was no good and no evil. Their was pride and the blind to not be able to see it. She would spit on them for their high and mighty talk. Damned they all were.

She lifted up her hand quickly and bit in it, waving the blood away from her to create the helix spell that she send towards Alisa. This opponent might be far too fast for her. She would in case she noticed her foot shift for another dash, immediately pull out her push spell.

Mana: 1817/1975

Spells:

Irrelevant. So many things were irrelevant. Apparently to the good side of the world, the one she had so desperately wanted to join, it was irrelevant how you see them; but she would always be the bad one. Icarus had brought this upon her, upon her companion. Why in the world..

As she had thought before, the armour was an issue, and what was she wearing? Leather. How much leather worked, to move fast, to slide and not break but it would not protect her much from that katana. Four meters away and no way out, the rain worked against her, that armour and the katana worked against her, the speed worked against her, what could she do? Turning invisible had no effect, the spell had had no effect but she moved her hand up and she would take the pain for granted, above her, covering the 4 meters between her and the lady, appeared the cloud of blood magic, the blood rain, the Blue Pegasus mage must be able to cross this 4 meters in a blink of an eye and she activated her own dash to make it to the other side of the street, 5 meter distance from her orginal spot the moment the mage came towards her, forming the sword diagonal towards her. She doubt she would be fast enough.

Spells:

Where she had missed the point in that her move would be a dumb way to get out and thus actually not get out, she was already too late. A sharp piercing pain that didn't even describe the pain sensation ran through her. Besides that she was already so hungry and the more loss of blood and frustration would not make up for her mind. Her red eyes stared at the blood spattered on the ground and at Victoire a few feet away from her. She tried to keep up; standing upright but she started to sway. Her mind not even being able to make the connection between things.

She staggered another moment before she felt her body giving up and falling out from under her or so was the sensation of it. She lost everything, her mind, her body and closed her eyes. The rain stopped when she was knocked out but at least it had started on time, shame it had no effect but she had tried, as usual she lost. Her mind told her that again and again, the light creeping up. The curse that she was hit with around her heart was forming a network of little light dots on her skin, making it's way up to her collarbone.

She had no idea how long the two of herself were fighting herself again. She didn't know what was going on as she woke up, her complex had become even more pale and her iris had even lost the white colour, she was crazy for the lack of blood in her system, she woke up and looked at the surroundings, she had spotted the woman from before, Alisa from Blue Pegasus. She couldn't help but let out a groan, shit everythink hurt and there were no sentences forming in her mind. Nothing she actually felt like thinking but the word; hunger...