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" What's got you in such a doom and gloom mode?"



She asked casually, following him, having nothing better to do.

Vynz didn't look back, cramming his hands into his pockets. Now she had done it.



"You know what I absolutely hate?" He didn't wait for an answer.



"I hate the state of the modern world. Sure, it's easy for a vampire to live, but it's a poor living. You know, new girl, there was a time when being such would sway between infecting the onlooker with bone-splintering terror and inspiring them with an eye-opening epiphany. Now... well look! They are selling goddamned dolls!" And that was just scratching the surface. Rant, rant, rant.

Suri giggled and smirked to herself.



" You complain when us little sorceress(es) have had it that way for much longer?"

Vynz gestured at her offhandedly. This was all her own fault. She not only interrupted his subdued retrospection, but she asked one of the few questions that could cause his surface to boil.



"Exactly! It's a crying shame! It makes me want to go out into the villa square - pardon me, I mean the uptown ghetto - and rip off my shirt just to prove that I do not in fact sparkle in the freaking sunlight! And then leap on someone to show that it is not some freaking erotic catalyst, but actually halfway painful to be bitten!!!!"

Suri smirked, fighting back millions of giggles, eyes sparkling.



" Oh well, thinking of all those that play at hocuspocus like some game? Or the ones playing us up on the movies? "

"Yes! Have you seen those people with their little plastic glow in the dark fangs?! What. The. Hell. Or worse, those creeps that get the veneers?! I mean, they are all dull and stubby. Dentistry can't even comprehend the workings of the genuine thing. I just want to walk up to them and pop those suckers out! After all, look at this! Do those look flimsy? No, there is no way you are going to remove them!" The man tapped his fangs for emphasis.



"And for you guys - the Ouija boards as an example! I watched a pair of little kids playing with that, and they were moving the pointer and... They shouldn't dare look at a real board! I know I would be nervous about it, and I'M A VAMPIRE!" His face had darkened a full shade now. Vynz completely ignored a mousy little woman who stared at him, edging back into her house, having pegged him for a crackhead.



"Don't even get me started on the movies! I mean have you seen the actors they have playing us on the screen? You either get the ones that walk around like a puppet chanting 'I vaaaaannnt blooooooood'..." He did pantomime that one as he continued his tirade. "...or you get the glitzy, perfect pretzels! And those aren't real. I saw one with makeup covering up acne. We. Don't. Have. Acne."

Suri laughed, smiling, brightly.



" I am aware. Little punky nobodies who know nothing of what they mock."

"I think I would rather go back to the good ol' days of witch burnings and lynching with an afternoon staking, as opposed to this." Vynz had cooled off a little, and was mostly just brooding as he walked along. That's why this next thought occurred to him.



"Why are you following me?"

" I have nothing better to do."

Vynz just stared at her for a minute.



"Oh..." He glanced at the street they were standing in the middle of. Not that they really had to worry about getting run over or something, seeing as it was the middle of the night and nowhere near the heart of town.



"...I thought you were stalking me in effort to figure out my address."

" It's much easier to merely ask or put a tracing spell upon you."



She taunted, small smile in place as she stood behind him.



" However, no. Merely bored."

Vynz just sighed, speaking with a tone of sarcasm.



"Gee thanks." However, he turned and rounded one more corner, walking a little farther than the end of the street. Then, as he crested the hill, he could see his little bungalow at the bottom of the other side.

" so, aside from being a twilight and HP hater, what do you normally do? I don't know this town well enough for the fun side."

Vynz turned around after twisting the doorknob and pushing the door to his cottage open. He thought for a moment before turning around.



"The best 'fun' stuff is all underground. I could show you. But I have to feed Glob first." Not that she knew who that was. But either way...



"You're welcome to come in for the meanwhile if you like." The man had closed everything up. There was no sign of his bed (hidden off course by those 'cabinet' doors) and all of his various toys were stashed in their appropriate places. The vampire walked over to the tank sitting in the little window in the partition wall between the living room and kitchen. He proceeded to feed his pet, not caring whether Suri had chosen to follow.

Suri raised her eyebrows, wondering in, the smell of vampire seeming to cling to everything, go figure, what was odd was the... Newt, really now? What an odd pet to keep, however, she smiled and wondered about, figuring out alot of hiding places, but otherwise, not touching.

Vynz placed the jar of food back into the cabinet. When he turned to see Suri examining a hidden cabinet, he smirked.



"Careful, that's where I keep the hearts of my victims." Of course he was joking, but, you know...

" Really now?"



She asked, seeming more curious, rather then less. He was dealing with a sorceress after all.



" Why would you need to keep them?"



Suri questioned.

Oh, don't provoke the vampire. Way to go, girl.



"It was either that or the liver. But the heart keeps better and doesn't release toxins." Vynz grinned at her, tossing his head. "The stored adrenaline in them is better than the best sort of beer."

Suri thought this over a moment, shaking her head.



" That beign the case, or not. there are no hearts in there. I could use a few, and they happen not to be here."



She stated simply. Cheating little witches

Vynz smiled faintly, shaking his head.



"Alright, alright. I suppose you're going to poke around even if I don't want you to. Let me go change my shirt and I will show you some fun?" Why? Well, the *ehm* 'mystery' stain didn't seem like an idea to wear around.

Suri nodded as she continued to poke around in his house, letting him do as he felt he needed to, eyes wondering about the small little studio like space.

As the man walked back out of his room after changing his shirt, a little blue streak zipped across the air. Faintly Vynz smiled as his other pet landed right on the girl's head: a blue tree frog. See, Glob was about the width of your palm. But this brightly colored frog was only about half the length of his index finger.



"Meet Azul." He glanced at the tank from which the lid had been nudged slightly.

suri smiled, reaching to move the little frog to her hand, looking down at the female frog upon her palm.



" Well, hello there."



She purred, smiling.

The frog creept around her finger, its little sticky pads clinging to her as it examined her with big eyes. Ribbit.



Vynz lifted the tank lid, waiting for the tree frog to be placed back where it belonged.



"Don't hold onto Azul too long. Poisonous in large quantities, you know."

" I can absorb a good majority of it, but I can't handle more then an hour or so without an outlet."



She replied simply, gingerly placing the little frogling back in her home.

Vynz just shrugged and placed the lid back on the tank.



"I was just saying." And with that, he opened his front door, waiting for her to walk out first.

" So, fun time now?"



She asked casually, looking him over as they left his place.

Vynz nodded, shutting the door behind her.



"I'll spare you the creeping-out-of-stupidlings. I doubt that you and I share the same glee there." It was a joke. Back in the city, he pulled back a piece of cardboard that seemed to have been haphazardly tossed against the back wall of an alley. But this was an entry way into what seemed like a cross between drug dealer and disco. This wasn't the goal location, though.

Suri followed without much worry, keeping hands to herself and keeping her mouth shut, waiting to being introduced to the fun place in question.

Eventually they made their way to a tall, heavy door. Vynz pulled it aside. As he did so, thick fog issued out, enveloping them. Vynz reached out to grab her shoulders and push her inside.



"You'll be surprised what you find in here." He shut the door behind them. The fog was so thick that anything further than eight inches away was completely hidden. Music filled the air. It was like... techno, but popish and jazzy. It was exhilarating. And then Vynz was gone.



A hand slipped around Suri's throat gently from behind, as though it was a typical thing.



"Would you like a drink?" It was a male voice.

" Depends on what you pour."



suri replied simply as she reached up to free her neck. This was definitely a new place. she thought she liked it, so far.

"Almost anything you like. But to venture a guess: perhaps a coke with a jar of maraschinos?" The voice was now coming from in front of her, though the body was eerily hidden by the fog.

Suri wondered a moment, shaking her head.





" I better not have cherries tonight."



They were kind of like a drug for her, made her judgement very... poor.

The voice laughed.



"As you wish." Next the same voice came from further away.



"Speak your desires. They are bound to be heard." And then, whether she knew it or not, the speaker was gone.

Suri rose a brow as she wondered deeper into the fog, smiling inwardly. She felt like Alice in wonderland.



" If only there were the mad hatter and door mouse."



She mused to herself as she wondered about int eh smokey fog.

There was suddenly a little peal of laughter and a child's voice drifted in that singsong way as a little girl all but plastered herself to Suri's leg. But then again, the height difference was so much that neither could see the other.



"Maybe there is! You be the mouse and I be the kitty! I caught you!"

" But who will be the hatter and the tweedle brothers?"



She asked in a rather logical way.

The child grasped her pantleg.



"Tweedlyeddee is all in your head, and the hatter is whoever brought you through the stuff in the first place. Come play with me." She tugged on the woman's leg.

'alice' aka the mouse, smiled to herself and wondered off in the unseeable direction the little being was tugging her in.



" So how do you purpose to play?"

"Maze." The child ran fast first into, well, something. It caused an orange to fall down on Suri's head.