Demetri turned around to leave, and she followed reluctantly. He knew that she was only going because of the mysterious "prince" on the other end of her mental communication. Said "prince" must have given her permission. "We've wasted half the night Arra," He said lightly, "between all the awkward silences and the fighting. It must be nearly three A.M."
He was rewarded when the self-declared vampiress looked up. "Actually it's nearly 4:30," she muttered.
"Damn. We won't be able to make much time then tonight. I propose we just make it to the nearest city, and rent a room for the day." Based on her previous behavior, he doubted that the uncivilized woman would respond favorably. He was surprised when she nodded.
"I suppose if I'm tracking away from the mountain, it won't matter if I pamper myself a little longer." Demetri knew better than to show his surprise.
"I suppose that you won't agree to run with super speed?"
"Flit?" She asked. "No I won't, I can only break so many rules in one night."
Demetri smiled at her, hoping to dazzle her into listening, but Arra had already taken off running. She was faster than a human but the earth wasn't blurring under her feet. Either way, Demetri was impressed.
In no time they approached the outskirts of a medium sized city. Demetri located a hotel easily, hotels had a distinct tenure and he could use his power to track them as well. The bored clerk looked up from manicuring her nails and her jaw dropped. She tousled her blond hair and smiled as invitingly as she could- obviously she'd been up all night.
"Good morning. I would like a room for two" Demetri said politely.
"How many nights?" The clerk asked slyly, arching her back slightly.
"None actually," Demetri said, "we'll only be here for the day."
"And how many beds?" She smiled again, obviously prying into his love life.
"It doesn't matter. Something nice for Arra." He took pleasure in the way her eyes fell as he mentioned his companion. But he noticed that the clerk immediately perked up when he saw Arra's ratty hair and scars.
"I can take you right this way," she giggled. "I'm normally not supposed to leave the desk, but no one ever comes in in the mornings." She sashayed out from behind the counter and led them up the stairs into a room.
Demetri looked at the twin beds and judged it perfect. Arra had already moved to close the heavy curtains against the morning's faint light. The clerk turned away, but Demetri gripped her hand. "Arra I'm hungry," he looked at the clerk, "do you know any good places to eat around here?"
Arra looked at him and walked over. "Demetri I'm hungry too."
"We'll make sure you eat first then, before I spoil your appetite." He grinned, trying to keep the woman calm. If the clerk screamed, they'd have to find a new place and the sun was rising. He also wondered whether Arra would make a fuss about him draining the woman.
The clerk looked between them and was about to rattle off a list of decent restaurants when Arra reached her hand to her mouth. Demetri watched as she then covered the clerk's mouth and nose. In about 15 seconds, Arra had placed the woman on a bed.
Demetri was fascinated with watching her feed. Arra rolled up the clerk's sleeve and then made a discreet cut on an artery. She lowered her head and began lapping up the blood like a cat. Demetri had doubted that the scarred woman was a vampire, but lost all doubts when seeing her drink blood. When she was sated, Demetri moved to the bed. "You may want to fix your hair or something." He indicated the bathroom door.
Arra nodded and left. Demetri knew she understood his real meaning. Then he clamped his teeth around the clerk's neck, and in a much less graceful act began sucking.