Celeste was in the appartment above and she was alone, with no one to bother her. She didnt have a family, as far as she knew.

She wanted something to do, so she grabbed her key and locked the door behind her. humming to herself as she decended the stairs, went past Marshal Black's door, and then out.

She was sitting on the benchwitht he sun on her face, looking at a ladybug crawling on a leaf. " Man... I wish there was someone to talk to." she mumbled.

(sorry im late.. been real busy)

He kept the volume on the low settings to hear things. Hearts, footsteps, crickets. He sat in his old leather chair in his living room and heard old pipes dripping, just as he remembered them doing 20 years ago before he went out on duty. Walking over to the window he could see the empty streets. Or almost empty. Just a single person. He looked at them intently, knowing it would help him single in on there pulse. "That's strange, nothing." He knew his hearing was fine, he rubbed his eyes, thinking he was delirious. She was still there. He rolled his eyes and slammed his window a little harder then he ment to. "Oops." In a sarcastic tone followed by a bored and lackluster chuckle heade his way over to the fridge even though he knew full well it would be empty. He liked it, it felt coder then him. He had no temperature, his cheeks never grew flush, he was always the temperature of the area around him. "Like a cold blooded animal." He closed the fridge again, knowing there where those out there who saw him like they see a Cobra. Quick, ruthless, unpredictable, and deadly. Amd they weren't wrong. Having a body that doesn't degrade or deteriorate means you are great for military. That's why so many of th where drafted, on both sides. Still standing in the kitchen he glanced back over to the window, wondering if there where others like him near by.

Celeste was just like like Marshal Black. A vampire. One with no temerature, no heartbeat. Celeste had a secret though. She was in the war. But she wouldnt tell anyone. And she hoped the one she sensed, wouldnt come down and ask her about her life. She smiled at the thought of talking to at least someone. A chuckled came after when she looked up at the window. But then looked away when she saw him standing there at the window. She then just slowly walked away, with a blush on her face. Knowing full well that he was going to come after her.

As he looked out the window he felt it. Hunger. A thirst. He looked at his watch and grinned. I thought I had one more night at the least. O well. I still have 4 hours till sunrise. He walked over to the window again. Opened it, and stepped threw, latching to the outside of the building, his grip causing a brick to crumble as he hoped for the sound of an out of rhythm heart, or the smell of alcohol. Or just an injured person. Those things all made an easy meal. He scanned the streets and saw his doorman. To nice. Then he saw a homeless man. Far to unclean. Why can't I seem to find the perfect dinner. Then he heard it, about a block away a blaring car alarm. A robber would work. He jumped down from the building to a tree and scaled down effortlessly. With his dark trenchcoat, polished Italian loafers, ironed pants, white button up shirt and tie, the pale, ginger slipped by without do much as a glance from others now. To strangers it just looked like he was a playboy. Which wasn't wrong either, but that wasn't his intention tonight. He rounded the other corner just to see the girl who was on the bench. He tried to listen to her heartbeat but again, nothing. "Whaterver." He made a left tords the sound of the car alarm and saw the thefe head into an ally. He raised an eyebrow and bit his lower lip in hunger, showing his fangs just a little. "The Perfect late night snack."

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Celeste moved her head to where Marshal was heading and groaned " No you dont" She raced to where Marshal ran off into and stopped. " This is no place to find something to eat, you know" Celeste chuckled at Marshal. Her golden eyes met his " Name's Celeste. You dont want that" she said pointing at the theif. " Let me show you my favorite place to go hunting. Human or animal.". She walked past him before turning around and spoke to the theif. " Run, like your life depended on it, before either he or I kill you". She smirked before shoing her large fangs. But the one thing that still haunted her mind was that her secrets would come out. And she didnt want that. When she thought her suggestion was enough, she slowly walked off. Her arms to her side, playing with the hem of her dress.

As he stepped I the ally he made it two feet before he was stopped. He looked down at her with bloodshot eyes and an agitated look. After she finished her speel he took a step aside and closer to the theife. "Not Like your depended on it. Not like. It does depend on it." He watched as he dropped the bag and scurried out of the ally as fast as he could manage. "Three things. One, don't cost me a meal again without a good reason. Two, no one tells me what I do or do not want. Three, where is the hunting spot, I'm starved." He grabbed the bag again and threw it into the still blaring car. With his patience waining faster by the second he took a quick glare behind him. At least that explains the lack of heartbeat. He tucked his hands in his pocket and proved himself against the wall and looked to the street as she caught up. "Why did you bother saving him? Seems like a waste of time." Came his next remark, more relaxed or bored then anything. Except hungry. That was his goal.

Celeste chuckled " he's a human, dont you understand that... someone who deserves to live, even if they are bad" Celeste sighed deeply before walking alongside this strange man. " Im just you are starved. Now come on... follow me"

She took him far away from the humans and into a very vast green forest. " This is where I do all of my hunting. I can't handle human eyes on someone like...oh never mind... you probably dont wanna hear me talking on and on...." Then she glanced once more up at him before she began to hear the familiam heartbeat of a stag a few feet a way. " Theres your snack. Better get it before it flees." Celeste chuckled racing off in search of her own snack. For it was getting dark and she never ate after dark. it scared her too much. She just hoped that it wouldn't show when the moon came out and it began to get cold.

He tilted his head sideways and his lips pursed into a smirk and then rested it against the wall again. If I was still human nows the time I would take a nice long drag. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and rested them at his sides. "Look. There are so many humans. They populate quicker then rabbits. Who's gonna notice if a few get hospitalized on occasion." He could see she was having absolutely non of it though so he followed her reluctantly. Before he knew it he was hearing only cricktes. If he could breath he would bet the air would feel heavy in his lungs, after all on his skin it felt dewy, but not uncomfortable. He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist as he unbuttoned his shirt a bit. He looked up to see the treeline getting closer and closer and then down at her. Finally they came to a stop and he threw the jacket from his waist to a branch and let it stay there. What do eyes have to do with anything. "You can't seriously expect me to eat a deer." He called after her but it was to late. She had already left to go find something for herself. Why didn't I just feed on that guy. Could've saved me se time. And why doesn't she just speed threw everything. Instead she runs and walks at such a normal pace. He forced himself to just focus on the deer then. "Gotcha." And within a second he knocked the wind out of it and it went limp as its unconscious body fell to the ground. "Great. Now I really feel like a monster." He knelt down and supported the stags head and held two fingers below where he felt a heartbeat in the neck to check that he maintained a strong pulse. Then he fed. This is the worst thing I've tasted.

what would you rather have had then Celeste thought. She hoped that her abilities weren't to obvious to the stranger. I Dont tell me you wanted to eat that poor man in that alley. She said after finding herself her own meal. Which was only a baby rabbit. She would have to survive til late morning. After she had fed herself, she followed the smell of blood and stood still. She wanted to say something to him, but she couldnt. "I... I gotta go. Staying before dark scares me. I guess I'll see you tomorrow". She gave a tiny smile, before turning around and raced back to her little apartment just above him. Locking the door.

He felt the pulse begin to weeken as he kept the head of the animal supported. He applied enough pressure to allow the wound he made to close and say with the stag till it would become conscious again. One it did he tried to help it stand steady and walk a few steps when Celeste returned. To he question he gave a mischievous smirk, raised brow and sideways nod. "You have no idea." He watched as she stumped on her thoughts and words and kept a chuckle to himself. Now where did all of her confidence go? He grabbed his jacket and buttoned up his shirt, figuring no need to move to much now. When she mentioned her fear of the dark however he quickly turned to her and examined her face, seeing if she was serious. "Your actually serious?" But instead of answering his question she smiled and left. "You'll see me tomorrow night. I don't tan so well." He laughed to himself as she had already left. It would seem on my own way home then.