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This shifted Hunter's center of balance a little, which normally wasn't a big deal. He took a tiny step backwards... and the ground fell away. Suddenly, they were both plummeting over the edge of the cliff. However, he didn't seem alarmed. Instead, the man was chuckling as he turned over so as to be falling face first.



Look what you've gotten me into now...

Naomi didn't freak for entirely different reasons then Hunter, she was judging if she needed to change locations, or if the landing would be alright. she ended up doing neither. Instincts have their place. She was debating if she liked them as she was still trying to figure out how she had gone back up the wall.



I'm getting tired of things happening without my prior knowledge.



She offered.

Hunter, meanwhile, had landed below just as calmly as though he had stepped off a step. He looked up at her.



They serve a purpose. They could save your life.

It's annoying.



She replied, jumping back down, landing with ease beside him. Something about her lack of worry... it was a bit odd.

Hunter gave a shrug and then moved walk along. Her lack of concern didn't seem to bother him. He simply walked along. They were no longer in Greece, however. Then... all of the sudden... he froze with a frown, eyes sweeping over the ground.

Naomi glanced over Hunter, falling to a motionless state.



What?

Hunter was still for a moment.



Not this way.



That was all he offered at first, just turning and walking in a different direction.

Alright..



she purred, moving slowly to be a bit closer. He was being awful... weird.

Relax.



Hunter glanced at her.



If it was serious, you would know it.

Naomi glanced back.



I know that... just..



Even little disturbances had lead to some pretty serious stuff for her lately, Hunter. Can't blame her.

It's okay. I wasn't criticizing. I was just telling you not to panic.



Hunter was moving at a brisk walk now.

Naomi nodded, glanced back, and then kept pace with him by his side.



I don't like not being able to go anywhere without worrying.

Hunter glanced at her.



I am not worried.



He pointed this out casually.



I just happen to not like visiting that country.

Hunter smirked.



I don't like the weather?



Well, no that wasn't the truth. It wasn't like he was trying to hide that fact either. He wasn't being serious.

If that were the case, you'd dislike the entire hemisphere.



she teased gently.

In complete seriousness, I really don't care for how warm it gets this far south.



Hunter lived in Greenland because he LIKED the weather there.

Naomi nodded, moving and jumping back up on his back.



I can handle that.



Simple enough for her.

Hunter caught her absently.



Now, let's be very quiet...



The man simply walked, however. Eventually, he ducked into a thicket, pulling her off of his back so that he could sit down.

Naomi was sulking. That was all this was as she crossed her arms.



why quiet?

Hunter had relaxed, sitting against a tree.



Well, I guess you could be loud if you wanted to, but you might attract attention. Your choice.



He closed his eyes casually, just sitting there now.

That depends on why I'm being loud... and who's attention I'd attract.



she replied, reaching over and poking him.



Why are we just sitting?



Did you recall what it was like to be just turned? She was not liking being idle.

Hunter slowly opened one eye to look at her.



Remember your science class? Energy cannot be created or destroyed.



Then, he opened his other eye to look at her with both.



You fuss at me for constantly moving after a fight, when I am normally slowing things as opposed to speeding them up. Whatever I take I have to give back, and vice versa. I gave extra energy to move so fast, and now I need to be still to pay my debt.

Naomi wiggled, and fidgeted, and lasted all of a mighty five minutes before pouting at him. yeah, she'd not pulled that card in a while, what was better yet was the pathetic little whine that came with it.



Hunter...... I'm bored.... I need something.. or someone... to do.

The man looked up at her, a slow smile working across his lips.



Alright...



Hunter knew that he needed a little while more, but he could put it off for now. It wasn't that big of a deal. He got up slowly.



Quietly now, let's walk.

Naomi shifted, wiggling and following him slowly.



walking is boring...



She commented, not seeming to be pouting so much now.

Hunter glanced at her.



Now, a little danger does not bother me, but I think it would be a bad idea to lay you down right here.



Well, he didn't beat around the bush.

Naomi glanced at him and seemed to brighten all together at this thought.



Tell me why?



She asked, poking at him, now walking backwards so she could watch him. it would be entertaining to watch, really as she'd jump over two puddles and step over a rather large log, all as if she knew they were there. She didn't. That whole body reacting without her consent thing was happening again. This would also be why she didn't walk into a few dozen trees.

Hunter gave a crooked smile, and then his brows lifted. Her foot had snagged a vine. No harm to anyone, but it had caused a great branch to fall nearby.



Ah. Too late.



He turned about just in time to catch the arm of a man and kill him. There were more - all men - and they were all oddly dressed, as though removed from time by about a few centuries.

Between Hunter and reflex, this is all that would keep the firey red head alive. She would look at Hunter, sort of perplexed as she wiped at the blood on her arms.



I don't remember what just happened.



She told him slowly, starting to worry now... what if something like that happened, and it was around someone that mattered?

Hunter looked a little on edge as he turned his eyes about. That wasn't all of them. There were more vampires in the trees.



Instinct of the fight. You might be able to once you calm, but... Not now. Don't think of it now. Come on. There are others.



He snatched her by the wrist and darted off. At least, he did this at first. However, after a moment, he grabbed the woman and tossed her backwards. This time they had their act together. They were a group that knew how to actually use that. There were many. Hunter wouldn't normally have been worried, but he was trying to protect Naomi... and...



There were three. One of them had a slow smirk growing on his face. The man's chain vest under the kite tunic glimmered, and the same beams of the rising sun glinted off of the sword in the man's hand. The same sword currently plunged through the place where the heart lies and into the tree behind him.



However, the knight's face melted to disbelief as Hunter only gave a grunt and then reached up, yanking the thing out. All three, seemingly paralyzed by wonder, were beheaded in one swift sweep with that very same sword. Hunter then turned to look at Naomi, one hand still holding that sword and the other pressed to the neat stab wound on his chest that was quickly staining all of his shirt with blood.



Are you alright?

Naomi nodded, brushing the dirt off herself as she shifted to check over Hunter.



Would my rapid healing help?



Would her blood help him to regenerate quicker? not to mention, how bad was it? she clearly didn't want things sugar coated now as she checked over this man she claimed as her's.



are there more?



cause she was too disoriented to focus on that.

Hunter was officially cranky. It hurt. Not to mention, it felt like he could barely breathe. They had all but destroyed his left lung... or, perhaps it should be called his right. His crimson eyes glowed faintly as he brushed at her a little bit, moving to sit down.



I'm fine. Told you. All but impossible to kill.



Yeah, his lung was scrap. He was contemplating reaching it in and just tearing it out to see if that would ease any of his trouble as he spat out blood.

Naomi backed off. She'd not dealt with him cranky towards her, but she could catch that feeling from him now, which left her in a rather unpleasant position. However...



" I am sorry."



Again. This time there was no mistaking this was her fault.

Hunter shook his head.



I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap.



He coughed then, pulling his hand away to look at all the blood. Then he worked at slowly unbuttoning his shirt.



I just...



Idea.



Do you want to help?



Oh, but..



You don't have to if you don't want to. After all, I did just bite your head off. I wouldn't hold it against you.

Naomi rocked forward without hesitation, unable to help the tiny growl.



You taste really .... sweet.



She warned him absently, helping him get his shirt off the rest of the way. That was one of those ' If I lick my fingers afterwords, don't be groused out' kind of warnings.

That does not surprise me.



Hunter was trying to be congenial now.



My blood better than younger blood.



He shifted a little, looking somewhat pale as it gushed out of him.



You can just... stick your hand in there. Rip out the lung.



If she chose to do it, she would discover something that Hunter had hinted at and the reason that he was still alive. This man was roughly one out of 10,000. He had situs inversus, the condition where all of his internal organs were on the opposite side of his body.

Naomi shifted, and was forced to straddle him to do what was asked without having a breakdown. However, once the damaged organ was removed, she removed from her pocket something that would be odd for any other person to carry. Needle, thread, lighter, odd looking flat metal thing. Either way, he was soon stitched and melted back together. She reasoned bleeding to death was a option for a vampire. However, her eyes were a vivid red by the end of it all. She was behaving better then was expected by even her standards as she shifted and forced her wrist to his mouth now. He had little choice, she'd sit on him and break his legs if need be...





It is like a drug, for the record.



she informed him, having zero shame in licking her arm and wrist that was presented to him, clean.

Hunter bit in without a problem.



So now you know my secret.



He posed this gently as he drank, pulling her closer.

naomi shifted a bit closer to him, lick, kiss, press, lick kiss. this was about the process right now as she growled at him. But it was almost tender, it made on think of kittens, not death.



You know several of mine.



It was not offered as anything but a tender reminder. His secret was safe with her.