The world of night has been hidden from the humans for as long as most vampires
could remember, Vampires, immortals with a bloodlust, hunted in the dark, preying
on the helpless mortals and making sure their existence was kept a secret.

It wasn't always kept a secret. A long time ago, before the time when agriculture
began and humans began living in villages rather than constantly traveling, vampires
fed as they wished on whoever they wished. They didn't bother to keep their thirst
under control because it was never a big issue when one or two travelers disappeared.
Humans assumed wolves or some other beast. But as humans began to settle in one
place rather than always moving, vampires could be detected out of a crowd easily.
A coven, packs that RARELY ever formed at the time, of vampires decided that as
humans became more civilized and advanced, the vampires would have to become
more stealthy. This coven created a social system, themselves being put above all
other vampires. And as they grew in size, they became more powerful. They demanded
that vampires live among humans and hunted in secret rather than killing as they
pleased. They wouldn't be suspected or killed in the witch hunts later in time.
Not many vampires resisted: they couldn't deny that the stealthier they became,
the more humans they could feed on. So they obeyed.

Through time, this government system grew even larger until all vampires knew
not to mess with them; they were the most civilized of all vampires. Nobody ever
WANTED to rise against them. Until now. There's no longer any need for government;
all the vampires had become as civilized as originally planned.

While the majority simply followed their rules of secrecy and their laws, others saw
their lust for power. Their longing to be above all others. Vampires, like humans, are
created equal, and should be treated as such. They weren't any better but in size.
So two centuries ago, a small group of vampires agreed to attempt to overthrow
the government of night. But they needed more people involved. Over the centuries,
they only found a few vampires that would join them. They found that if they turned
humans into vampires, they would follow them because it was all they ever knew.
Old vampires had followed the government for so long that they didn't want to oppose
them, but new vampires had a fresh start on their side.

Two vampires who were among the first to join the Resistance group are still living,
and are trying to recruit new vampires in time. Their new empire had grown much
larger since two hundred years ago, and the government has taken notice. They don't
like it, and demand it to be destroyed. It's a race to build the empire before they
attack with their army full force and harm humans in the process.

While in a race to recruit, the two vampires take a little too much interest in two mortals.
Just older high school girls, there's nothing special about them. They aren't fit for the
part of immortality. Now as the vampires find themselves too interested in simple humans
at the worst possible time in the history of the rising empire.

Whoah, that was long. Sorry.
I tried to fill in any plot holes, so I added a few things. Let me know if they don't fit in, ok?

Character skeleton:

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[b]Name:[/b]
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[b]Age:[/b] (real and physical)
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Description or picture)
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[b]Vampire mark:[/b]( Tattoo to show you're immortal to other vampires.)
[b]Other:[/b]

(Grrr, I hate the new double posting restriction. Sorry that all the following will be un-organized. xD)

Sorry, I go a bit overboard on forms--my posts aren't nearly as long as his bio, I promise. xD

Name: Nicholas (He's grown to prefer Nick as the world became the modern life it is now.) Reid
Vampire or Human: Vampire
Age: 20/230
Appearance: http://lucbecks.deviantart.com/art/Luc- ... -106355866
Bio: He was born in 1779 in Iowa. He grew up on a farm, but he's definitely NOT the cowboy he was back then. When he was nineteen, he moved out with a girl he'd just married and bought his own farm just for her. A year later, he'd been out taking care of the farm animals and decided to go take a ride on one of the horses without telling his wife: he was sure she wouldn't mind. As he rode his favorite horse, he saw a small group of people sitting down on the grass, passing pieces of paper with beautiful calligraphy on it and it didn't seem like they were speaking, he didn't hear anything, but their mouths were moving incredibly fast. Curious was the cowboy of these English-looking folk, and he went deeper into the forest brush and tied his horse to a tree. He took a step forward and crouched down, but his horse released a terrified scream from behind him. He whirled around to see someone leaning into the side of his horse's neck. Shocked, he lay motionless, hoping he wouldn't be seen. He was pulled by the back of his shirt out of the brush by another of the people and then thrown down to the ground on his back. After being pressed on how much he'd heard, he swore he knew nothing. They began asking weird questions--had he lived on a farm all his life? Was he strong because of it? Were his senses amazing? Ect. The next thing he knew, he was watching them all bare their teeth, showcasing sharp fangs to prove they weren't humans. Being the young man that he was, he made a decision that changed his life--he asked to be one of them and they agreed, being pleased with his physical strength and senses.
They asked if he had any family, and he replied proudly stating that he had a wife. They all frowned, as if they wished they had asked before. They told him he better not go back to her for at least five years or so, and he freaked out and ran home. That same night, the bloodlust kicked in and he killed his wife.

Desperate for details on what he had become, he went searching for the vampires again in tears. When he found them, they accepted him without hesitation, glad that they had had a new member join them. With nothing else to live for, Nicholas followed them and soon learned of their plans to take over the government in time.

Over the next two centuries, he made a change from being a cowboy to being a city boy, and had no problem keeping up with technology. The coven grew swiftly until it is where it is today at about two hundred members and increasing. It may not be an amazing number compared to the three hundred and fifty members of the government, but they're proud of their growing establishment.
Personality: He's made the change from full-bred southern to classy and elegant over two centuries. He's polite, kind, and often jokes around. He's very social, but always puts the important things at the top of his priorities. He feels guilty easily. He has refused to fall in love since that one dreadful night, despite the girls that tried to woo him. He pushes all romantic emotions aside so he doesn't end up hurting himself all over again.
Vampire mark: http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs20/f/2007/ ... lexiel.jpg
Other: (credit to the photographer at DeviantArt for taking the picture [appearance] and being so dang hot good gosh! LOL. Er, I mean credit to him for taking the picture and being HIMSELF. xD)

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Name: Katrina (Kat) Morgan
Vampire or Human: Human
Age: (real and physical) Just turned 18 two months ago
Appearance: http://damedemort.deviantart.com/art/Si ... t-67419789 (Hair is a little longer)
Bio:Raised in an apartment in New York, she is the "bad girl". She's always out at parties and unfortunately this has given her some bad habits; drinking and smoking cigarettes. Her parents don't care about her so she becomes friends with people who do, people who will give her the attention her parents never had. While she is an attention seeking smoking somewhat-alcoholic, when she's sober she still cares about people and what they think of her. Kat tries to be a good kid, but she finds it so much easier to turn back to everything that's pulling her down. She needs to find the right person to help her out of the grave that she's dug for herself.
Personality: I think the bio described her pretty well. xD
Vampire mark: N/A
Other: None

Sorry it took me so long. [:

Name:
Jenna Marie Thompson
Jason Shane Pearson
Vampire or Human:
Jenna-
Human
Jason-
Vampire
Age: (real and physical)
Jenna-
18 real/18physical
Jason-
320 real/20 physical
Appearance: (Description or picture)
Jenna-


Bio:
Jenna was born on August 26th, in Deer Park, New York. She has a passion for dancing, singing, and believe it or not, debating.

Jason was born in Huston, Texas on March 18th. He is a very determined person, or shall we say man, and he is not afraid to give his opinion. He is classy and gentlemanly, but he hides that part of him. He has been alone most of his life, from the time he left home. He has never had a companion, making him hard to get along with. One night, while he was taking a stroll down the main street of Deer Park. Everything was alright, crisp night, when two figures appeared out from the alley between two buildings. They approached him slowly, he didn't really mind. He thought they were just taking a stroll. After they were about three feet away, he doesn't remember anything. As if they cleared his mind. He woke on the cold street, with amazing senses. Since that horrid night, Jason has learned of what he is. He believes he is a monster and plans to be killed, but is rejected. So, he roams the earth looking and searching for that one thing keeping him there.
Personality:
Jenna-
Athletic, passionate, protective, determined, loving, and intelligent
Jason-
Determined, secretly loving and caring, protective, intelligent, and controlling-ish.
Vampire mark:( Tattoo to show you're immortal to other vampires.)
Jenna-
None, yet.
Jason-

Other:
Woo, finally!

No problem.
Two questions:
1. Does starting at the last class of school sound ok?
2. Are we still going with the tavern idea as the location? I think it was a good idea.
If no for either, I'll edit. x]

Nicholas read the IM that appeared on the screen from one of the older members of the resistance and it stated that two more had been recruited in the past hour, which is record timing considering they usually only get about one or two every few weeks these days. Nick was glad to know that they would be recruiting more heavily, this time searching for younger humans, in their last year or just out of high school. They tend to have better senses most of the time. He remembered the notes that he and Jason had put into two girls' lockers. The two girls looked promising, but you could never be sure.
Nick opened up AIM on the computer and signed in as his screen name. He opened up a new IM to Jason and began typing, not bothering to take the time to write with proper grammar.
if they follow the note, they'll be at the tavern in an hour & 30 min.
He pressed enter and waited at his computer for a reply.

Katrina sketched a drawing in her notebook while the teacher babbled on and on for what seemed like a never ending lecture. She wondered if she was the only one zoning out as she flicked the pencil downward slightly to create fangs protruding from the nearly-perfect mouth she had drawn. One done adding the shadows to the deadly fangs, she finished the small sketch off by adding a drop of venom dripping down the fang closest to her. She looked at the clock above the whiteboard the teacher stood beside and then waited until the final bell rang. Just a few more months and she'd be out of this educational nightmare, she told herself again. Kat saw one of the girls that she had met a couple days ago, if she remembered correctly her name was Jenna, and wondered if she should go say hi, but decided she'd meet up with her in the hallway one way or another--the lockers were all so close together in this school.

OOC: Oi, like I said, first posts are always my longest. xD

1. That's fine.
2. Yeah, the tavern is awesome.
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Jason sat in the lounge of his place, laptop open and reading. AIM dinged, signaling an IM. He put a book mark in his book and sat up. Looking at the IM from Nick, he nodded to him self and responded. He didn't bother with grammar, for now.
okay. we shall leave in 45 minutes. okay?
He pressed enter and waited for a reply. With that time period, he would have enough time to make sure he was ready to sit in an old tavern for more than thirty minutes, with humans. He thought back to that afternoon when he entered the girls' school. The clock had just turned to 2:30, and he had felt the letters for the girls in his pocket- like weight. As he approached the each of the lockers, he gently picked the locks to each of them. Taping a letter to the inside of each, he closed the lockers and locked them up again. He quickly dashed away before anyone could of seen him. Exiting the school, the bell rang for the students to switch to their last class. He smirked and ran back to his modern day home.

Jenna twirled her pencil in her right hand, waiting for the bell to ring. The teacher babbled on about something that must of had to do with Science and Math working together. Go figure her History teacher would be saying something about that. She looked down to her paper, it was filled with drawings of spiral designs and tattoos. Almost out of here. She told herself, just wanting to get out of her last class and end school for the weekend. Looking up and around to see if she was the only one tuning out her teacher, she saw the girl she had met a could of days ago. If she could remember correctly, which of course she did, her name was Katrina. She knew that her locker was just down the hall from hers. Maybe I should go say hello to her, she thought. It would be nice to catch up with Katrina. Just as her mind babbling was about to continue, the school bell rang and she picked up her notebook and practically ran out of the room. "Finally," she muttered to herself, stopping at her locker and waiting for Katrina.

Nicholas watched the words appear on the screen and read them instantly. He clicked the type-box and clicked away at the keys on the keyboard, faster than humanly possible as he typed: sounds good, and clicked send. Nothing special. A scratchy tickle with a slight kick to it itched at the back of his throat at the thought of being in a tavern full of humans, but he ignored it and tried to shove the thought away from his mind. He walked outside of his living room and into the kitchen to open the fridge. Of course he only had food in their for if visitors came by, but there were blood samples behind a trap door on the side of the fridge connecting to the wall on the outside. But the blood wasn't nearly as good when it was cold and non-pulsing, he shook his head and went to sit in front of the TV, flipping through the channels boredly and waiting for time to pass.

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Katrina stood up a solid second before the bell rang, quieting the teacher before he had a chance to close up the lecture. She picked up her sketch and exited the room as quickly as any of the other students. When she reached her locker, which was conveniently located next to Jenna's, she stuck her books inside. "Hi, Jenna," she smiled to be polite. She really didn't have much in common with her, but she seemed like a nice girl. As she went to close her locker, she paused; there was a little handwritten note taped to the back of the metal door. Her eyebrows lowered a little in confusion: the handwriting was too... nice to be the usual hate-mail she got. She skimmed over the note quickly. It was a short note, and all it read was:
Katrina.
My friend and I would like to interview you and your friend. Go to the tavern directly after school. Take a left on the first intersection leaving the school grounds and then take another left and it's the dark building with the neon sign of the front. I'll see you soon.
There was no signature. That was weird. Who was it and how did they know her name? Should she toss the note away and forget about it? "Uh, Jenna, do you recognize this handwriting?" she asked, wondering if she got the same note too.

Jason looked at the reply on the screen. He shut his laptop and walked into his bedroom. Must find something nice to wear for the humans, he thought. With that thought he smiled, what would happen if something had gone awy? Would he end up killing the humans? He shuddered and scanned his closet for an outfit. Nothing was nearly as good as he hoped, so he decided on a plain, black, button-down shirt and a pair of khaki slacks. Paired along with black dress shoes, he was ready to go. He grabbed his phone and slide it in his pocket. Turning off the lights, Jason walked out of his room and plopped back down onto the couch in his living room. He opened his book and began reading where he had left off.

Jenna smiled sweetly at Katrina and opened her locker to grab her book bag. "Hey Katrina." she said, grabbing her backpack and noticing the note hanging in her locker. She tugged it off the side of the locker and read it.
Jenna.
My friend and I would like to interview you and your friend. Go to the tavern directly after school. Take a left on the first intersection leaving the school grounds and then take another left and it's the dark building with the neon sign of the front. I'll see you soon.
No signature, she thought to herself, how odd. She held the note and looked to Katrina. "Um, yeah. It looks like the exact handwriting on this letter." she told her.

Nick watched a documentary on natural disasters, most he had already experienced at one point in his life or another, and then sighed. Time seemed to be taking so long, and the vampire government wasn't going to wait forever. He glanced over at the computer screen from the couch and his frown deepened a bit when there were no messages notifying him of any changes in their empire. He stood up and looked out of the large glass window that overlooked half of the entire city. It wasn't nearly as much of a pretty sight as it was at night, but the day time showed just how busy people were in their lives. They have no idea that five hundred and something vampires could go to war right here in the middle of it all at any second. He shook his head at their obliviousness and glanced at the clock yet again.

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Katrina raised an eyebrow. It was weird, no doubt, but... For some reason, Kat's more adventurous side got the better of her. "Well... We don't want to leave whoever it is hanging," she grinned, and then wondered how long the notes had been in the locker. "Should we risk going?" The thought of taking risks sent excitement throughout her. Always the daredevil, she was...

Jason glanced up from his book to the clock. It read 5 till 3 o'clock. "Damn!" He muttered under his breath and slammed his book shut. Throwing his book on the table, Jason pulled up his phone and dialed Nick's number. "Come on Nick, pick up." He muttered into the ringing phone. He paced the floor of his living room, glancing at the clock. His speed was abnormal, inhuman. He could of been going 10-20 miles an hour and he would never of noticed.

Jenna glanced at her phone and slung her book bag over her shoulder. "Of course we wouldn't," she said with a slight smirk. "5 till, we may want to hurry." She slammed her locker shut and slide her textbook and the letter in her bag. "Let's move." Jenna said, running out of the school, hoping Katrina was close behind.

Nick's phone rang, a guitar-solo tune that sounded like a classic ringtone: hard-rock form. He snatched it from his pocket quickly and clicked the small green phone button which answered the call. He brought it to his ear. "What's up, Jason?" he said and then glanced over at the clock again. "Oh, sh..." he didn't finish his curse as he saw the time. Desperate to get to the tavern before the girls did, who knew what creeps were there (even though technically, Nick and Jason could be considered creeps if the girls ever found out their race), he opened the back window. The window at the back of his apartment was pointless: it stared out at a lovely view of the brick wall of the apartment next to him. He leaped out the window without hesitating, knowing nobody was in the ally. He landed on the top of a dumpster, the metal protesting with a loud screech as he hopped out of the dent he'd spend years creating. This took about three seconds. "Are you already there? I'm gonna be late," he asked effortlessly and muttered the last sentence as he ran to his car, parked at the side of the road and hopped in.

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Katrina grinned, excited, and followed after her. She wondered if they should drive, but it didn't seem too far of a run Just two left turns and a bit more walking and they should be there. She increased her speed as she left the school grounds and took the first left. The next left wasn't in sight yet, but it couldn't be too far away. "Do you have any idea who it is?" Kat asked, trying to remember the hand-writings of the boys she had cheated off of in class this past school year. "I can't think of anyone," she finally said, panting as she continued to run beside her.

Jason held his phone with a slight tight grip as he ran out of his house. He didn't bother locking the doors. Hopping in his car, he started it. "On my way." He said, slamming on the gas. "How stupid are we, being the hosts and already late?" He hissed the last word. God, I wonder if they'll even show, He thought to himself. "Are you on your way?" He asked, speeding through town.

Jenna ran next to Katrina, more like sprinted. She didn't want to bother with driving, it wasted gas and didn't really help the enviroment. Leaving school grounds, she took the first left. She continued down the street, slowing to a run and not a sprint. "Nope." Jenna said simply, trying to recall all the boys hand-writings she had seen in the past month. "It has to be someone from school right? I mean; how would they get our locker combos, locker numbers or even our schools if we didn't know them." She panted out the last three or four words. Finally, she came up to the next left and turned quickly, making a sharp cut in front of Katrina. "Oops, sorry. Track and competitive running gets to me sometimes, even if it isn't a competion." Jenna said, laughing a bit.

Nick chuckled once, "Yeah. I always kind of suspected this but it seems to be proven now: We're not the smoothest vampires in the city," he replied and pushed the acceleration pedal closer to the ground, speeding up his vehicle. He took the back roads, ones cops generally weren't an issue on. "Yeah, definitely on my way," he replied, flying around one corner as the school passed his left side and then practically hitting the curb on the first left turn in the note. He slowed down dramatically, and despite the quality of them, his breaks squealed loudly, when he saw two females running down the street. "Jason, I think I found them. They're walking," he said, raising an eyebrow behind the deeply tinted windows of his car. "If you're almost here we can race in but they're close. I'll see you there," he finished, ending the call and tossing it into the passenger's seat before speeding back up again, the purr of his car to prove it.

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Katrina let it slide, "It's alright. I didn't know you were in track? I-Ow. OW, cramp..." she said, trying to keep at a run anyway. Of course Jenna had more stamina if she was in track, she shook her head. She smiled to herself when she saw a bright neon-green sign over one of the buildings ahead. But her smile faded a bit when a rather nice looking car sped about twenty miles over the limit and then hauled its way into one of the parking spaces. "Jerk," she whispered. She hated when people had nice cars, it made her jealous. Kat thought she saw a flicker of movement after she heard the car door slam ahead, but she blinked and it was gone.
Shelet it go and groaned softly when she realized she didn't have any cigarettes on her--she could really use one right now. This little trip to meet the little note-writers was starting to get on her nerves, she decided. Katrina recalled her first question and answered, "Well, I hope it's someone from our school. Otherwise, we're going to meet our kidnappers," she grinned, but there would be too many witnesses around for anything to happen. Maybe they should have brought a car anyway.

Jason pressed the acceleration more, guiding swiftly around the corners and stopping at the curb of a taven. "Yeah, I guess that's true." he agreeded. "Okay, I'm here and waiting. Oh god, you're kidding, right? We may just have to wait a bit longer then." Then he hung up, sliding the phone in his pocket, he hopped out of the car and walked into the tavern. Taking a seat, he waited for Nick and the girls.

Jenna smiled. "Yeah, I am. Oh shit, you okay?" she asked, slowing a bit. "We can slow down a bit, I don't mind." A car zoomed past them, 20 or 30 miles over the speed limit. "Jackass..." she mumbled and kept a pace. The car slide into a parking space, and in the blink of an eye the car door slammed and then the tavern door. "Well, we can always bribe our way out of a kidnapping, right?" Jenna grinned and laughed.

Nicholas slowed to a human pace once he entered the tavern, the dim lights showing a few wooden tables and a bar. The place wasn't very crowded, but he could already see the tattoos of some of the other vampires in the room. The worst possible scenario was that one of them were hungry, but there were only about three in the entire building that were vampires.
Nick weaved his way around the tables, swiftly moving to where Jason sat and then scooting in the booth beside him, giving the girls the other side of the table for when they arrived. "Are you thirsty at all?" he asked Jason aloud, not worrying about humans overhearing. They wouldn't assume anything out of the ordinary.

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Kat nodded, "Just a bit more running than I'm used to," she admitted. She took gym, of course, but she didn't exactly play a sport besides the ones she was forced into. She laughed, "Yeah, sure, bribing would totally work. I don't have much money on me, though," she realized. Enough for maybe a snack and drink, but not much.
As they reached the building, she hesitated before the door. The windows were too darkly tinted to see in, though she was sure whoever was inside could see out. She took a breath and reached for the door. "Okay, I'm going to slowly open the door, and if gun shots start firing then let's run like there's no tomorrow and hitch a ride," she joked and opened the wooden tavern door.

Jason looked around the tavern, spotting vampire markings on some of the seated beings. He hoped that they weren't thristy, that would really screw up the interview. When Nick sat down, he looked up immediately when he asked if he was thirsty. All humans get thirsty, calm down. He reminded himself, trying to smooth out his expression. "Not too thirsty." He told Nick, glancing around to look for the girls. "You?"

Jenna laughed a little bit, "Yeah, not most people enjoy running," she said, slowing down to a walking pace. "Hmm," she checked her pockets dramatically. "Neither do I, oh well. There are other ways to bribe." Jenna smiled and winked at Katrina. When the reached the building, she shuddered at the sight of it. As Katrina spoke, a smile grew on her face. "Yeah," she laughed and entered the dim-lighted tavern. "Hmm odd place to meet, huh?" She whispered to Katrina.

Nick grinned at his surprised expression. "I'll be able to cope," he said, and then heard the tavern door open as if it weren't on the other side of the room. He frowned deeply, remembering that the space from the door to the booth were quite far considering how many vampires were in the area. Before any of them got any ideas, he raised his hand up to get their attention and called, "Katrina, Jenna." He lowered his hand when they saw the two of them. "Looks like our dates have just arrived," his grin returned by his eyes remained on the tattooed beings, "I know we haven't done a lot of interviews recently but remember to be subtle. We don't want them running out of the tavern screaming," he laughed.

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Katrina nodded, "Not much creepier than that exotic witch pet store across the street from my apartment. Now that's a creepy place," she smirked. A flicker of movement in the back of the tavern caught her eye, followed by her name and then Jenna's. She frowned slightly. "They look...older than I was expecting," she said, gently grabbing Jenna's arm to stick with her in case of any creeps nearby and slowly made her way to the booth. She stood awkwardly in front of the table. "Hi," she said simply, still a little confused. They looked like they were in their early twenties. The one on the left who had light colored hair caught her eye first. She wouldn't lie, he was rather attractive. Kat bit her lip before something stupid came out of her mouth.

Jason grinned back, his relaxed expression on and suprised expression gone. "That's good, for now." he said, looking over to the opening tavern door. He saw the girls and his eyes flashed around to the other vampires in the tavern. None of them seemed to be bothered by the entering humans, he relaxed and leaned back in his chair. "Hmm," Jason agreed, looking at the girls. "Yes, yes. Subtle. Alright." He tried to take deep breaths, as if he needed them.

Jenna smiled and laughed quietly. She slowly turned her head to the flicker of movement and the sound of her and Katrina's name. Her smiled was still plastered on her face. "Hmm, maybe their 2nd year seniors?" she offered. The sudden jerk of Katrina grabbing her arm startled her and she followed close behind. "Hello." she said polietly, looking at the two boys (or men, whatever they were) at the table. They looked pretty young, late teens- early twenties. The one on the right, who had called to them from across the tavern, caught her attention first. She couldn't help but giggle at how very, very handsome he was. She smiled and looked to each of them. "You two are the ones who gave us the letters?" she assumed.

Nicholas returned the smile, "Yes. I hope we didn't creep you out too much," he said. Nick gestured at the two open seats in front of them. "Take a seat," he offered, "hopefully this interview won't take us too long," he looked to Jason, and then back to the girls. They were surprisingly pretty, for humans. He could help but stare at Jenna, wondering what she would look like as a vampire. Nick shook it off his mind for now, ready to get down to business. He watched as Katrina leaned over to whisper in Jenna's ear and said, "I wouldn't mind getting kidnapped by these two," and then her sight flickered to Jason. A smile was growing on Nick's face, but he tried to hide it. He wasn't supposed to hear that, by human standards.

Katrina smiled slightly excitedly, but sincerely--she wouldn't mind sitting here across the table from him for a couple hours... Suddenly, it struck her again that Kat still had no clue what the interview's topic was on. "Um. What kind of interview is this, exactly?" she asked, and modeling agencies came to mind. It was silly, yes, but she couldn't think of anything else two young adult men would want to interview teenage girls about. Kat glanced to Jason, hoping to hear what his voice sounded like, and then laughed very quietly under her breath. Why was she being so silly about all this?

Jason grimanced slightly when he took a breath. "Yes, please sit." He managed to say, looking to Nick and back to the girls. The were quite attractive for humans, odd enough, he was drawn to Katrina. Could she be even more prettier when she becomes one of us? he thought to himself, then shook if off. Interview, you have an interview Jason. He watched Jeanna lean in and whisper to Katrina, he tried his best to not hear it. But, it came out perfectly clear. "Neither would I." She smiled and winked at Katrina, and drew her attention back to Nick.

Jenna sat down, crossing her legs. "Oh no, you didn't creep us at all." She lied smoothly. When Katrina asked her question, it blew across Jenna's mind like a tornado. There could be many reasons. She thought to herself. Modeling, Teenage Jobs, Dancing... She thought on and then just shook it off. Who cared? They were with incredibly handsome young men at a dim-lighted tavern. Jenna kept her gaze on Nick, making sure she looked away every once and while. Keep it cool, she reminded herself.

Though his expression stayed calm, Nick was close to freaking out in his mind. What was he supposed to answer. Oh, nothing, just seeing if you'd make a suitable vampire is all. Yeah... That's the run-out-of-the-tavern-screaming kind of answer.
"It's, uh, more of a survey than an interview I suppose," he hesitated, trying to think of what to say next. "We just need to ask a few questions about your lifestyle, physical abilities, your family, ect. We're seeing what an average teen and their skills are now a day," he finished, trying his best to sound casual. Before any more hard to answer questions were asked, he started.
"First question, cutie," he said, directing the little pet-name at both of them but looking more towards Jenna as he spoke. "Families... What are your families like? How big is your family? Are you close with most of them?" he asked, a few questions on the same subject at once. Their ties with their family would determine if they would have to worry about any of their relatives going after Jason and himself if the two suddenly disappeared to be changed.

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Katrina smirked, "I'm a single child. And my family couldn't care less about what I'm doing and for how long," she said simply, thinking of her step dad and alcoholic biological mother. Living with them was like living alone, unless they were angry. Then the house was much louder than most. Tearing her eyes from Jason, she turned to look at Jenna, curious to hear her reply to their questions.

Jason smirked, he could tell Nick was freaking out in his mind. His expression was just a mask. He nodded in agreement as Nick talked. Keeping his gaze on Kartina, he pulled out a notepad and pencil. He wrote down their names and answers as the girls spoke. As if he needed to write this stuff down, super memory from being a vampire came in handy for that.

Jenna waited her turn, smiling as Nick shot the pet-name at her and Katrina. "I'm the oldest of three kids. My younger sister adores me, she's three. I don't really care for her or my little brother, who is nine and I don't see much. See, my parents are divorced and I live with my Mom. My brother lives with my dad in Deer Park, New York. I have tried many, unsecsessful times to run away from Mom. Something always happens, cops are called or something along those lines. I could totally move out anytime." She sighed and smiled, looking at Nick.