As soon as she let Eric out of her sight she instantly regretted it. She knew the morphine addict would be no match for a blooded man's strength, but Eric definatly had the liking for the flashy and ostentaious. Not exactly what a hunter whom was trying to kill an espeically nasty vampire needed at the moment. Deep down inside, in a small guilty place inside of her, she found him refreshing. He was morbid and depressed, but in the memories she saw of him, living his former life, he was...exactly like Axle. He showed no fear for himself, only for those whom he cherished most.
"Shall I leave you alone with your thoughts?" He seemed serious.
"N-no." She muttered, "I just got a little caught up."
"On how to kill your vampire?"
"Just thinking about a personal demon I have to slay."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"I sincerly doubt that would make it any easier."
"I'm not a dumbass you know." He looked bleak.
"Trust me on this one." She couldn't meet his eyes in that moment.
"You know what? I am tired of just following your every word because your some sort of self proclaimed hunter badass. I demand to know what you think that I can't handle!" he raged.
"Fine. I'm somewhat attracted to you, but I find that it is somewhat inappropriate since your trying to get revenge on your lover's killers." She paused, a total foot in mouth moment. "I'm sorry."
"I've thought about it."
"Hmm?"
"Kat...I'm not blind. Your pretty. If She-" He paused, unable to utter his love's name.
"I know. It was just a thought that I was trying to banish from my mind, please, don't tourcher yourself for the sake of my feelings."
"You are, truly, a very nice person."
"Just don't tell my colleauges, they'll think i've gone soft." That earned her a genuine chuckle.
"I did get your stuff. No scenes, I promise."
"Well we can be thankful of one thing, We'll go to sleep with our heads intact lest something disaterous happens." She paced the empty apartment, "Eric? Were are we going to sleep? On the floor?"
"Coffee?" He stalled, "Alright. I have people coming in the morning from a superstore...if you wouldn't mind..."
"Footing the bill? For a warm bed...I'd do pretty much anything."
"Anything?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She muttered.
"That statement was awfully suggestive that you would fuck someone for a place to sleep."
"Such is the way of a sucubus." She placed her hand on the circular window to jump down to the street level.
"A sex demon? Is that why your not all bulky?" He modeled being 'bulky' by pushing his chest out like a gorilla.
"I have plenty of strength. I have been known to use my looks to my advantage though. I do want you to know that I am the only hunter of my race to make it into the inner circle of hunters!" She proclaimed.
"Were the rest too busy to show up?"
"Hey!" Kat excalimed, as Eric quickly thrust himself out of the window, Katarzyna quickly following by means of a swan dive. He was getting faster, but she caught him easily enough, and after a mildy playful swat to the head, the headed off to the all night coffee shop.
"Eric. What time are the men coming tomorrow?"
"Seven."
"That's six hours from now." She said simply.
"Plenty of time to talk."
"About?" She asked curiously.
"Ex Lovers." He said uncomfertably.
"Why on earth would you want to talk about that?" She balked.
"I was hoping that...because you had been through it, you may...be able to help me through this...and I can try to help you of course."
"Eric?"
"Yes, Katarzyna?"
"You can call me Kat. Anyways. Who ever said 'Time heals all wounds' was definately not immortal. My mate Axle was murdered almost a hundred years ago. Time did not, take the pain away. I tried waiting for the pain to subside, or for my being to somehow become whole again. No such thing happened. I had to supress those feelings until they finally went away."
"Okay."
"It was roughly five hundred years we were together though, so i suppose one is not easily forgotten during that time."
"Five hundred years?"
"Immortal."
"right..." Eric muttered.