Daniel raised his eyebrows very slightly at the human's question, leaning back in his seat with an almost inaudible chuckle as he folded his hands in his lap. “No, I haven't. I'm trusting 'It' will offer up a name quickly enough once he's able.” Topaz eyes left him for a moment, returning to the door when he felt the gaze of the newborn for a few seconds. He offered him a smile, knowing what his nerves must be doing right now, and then looked back at the human as Bella led the young vampire to a seat. She'd handle things.

For now, he returned his attention to the human's curiosity. “Vampires are just another species, like you humans, just perhaps a little bit higher up on the food chain (no offense intended, of course). We're not technically living, as I'm sure you can tell (feel free to check my pulse if you don't believe me). Hm...” He paused for a moment, trying to think of what else may have been relevant. “We drink blood, obviously. That's the only way we'll survive; we can't keep human food down any more. Some of our kind drink human blood... the taste is a thousand times better, and it gives us more energy. However, we prefer animal blood... the taste isn't as good, and it isn't as nourishing, but we don't have to kill or turn anyone to get it. That's why our eyes are gold...” He indicated himself and Bella, “And his eyes are red.” He indicated the newborn. “Our eyes are red to start with, because of the human blood left in our bodies.” He didn't add in the fact that the newborn would be so much stronger than them. While he was unstable like this, Daniel wasn't sure it was something he needed to know.

“As for the hunters...” He continued, “The reason they want us dead is obvious. We're seen as a threat to human society. If mice could find a way to try and eradicate cats, I'm sure they'd be all over it.” He sighed a bit, a little hiss through his teeth. “They don't understand that our type isn't a threat...frankly I don't think they'd listen if we tried to explain.”

“Now, about the transformation.” He shifted in his seat a bit, giving his arms a small stretch. “We vampires don't produce saliva, as you humans do. Instead, we produce a clear toxin. It doesn't do anything to our own bodies (although the toxins of another vampire will cause wounds to scar), but it's essentially what turns a human into one of us. To put it simply, it travels through the body, healing any wounds and altering the body as it does so. It takes three days for the process to be complete, at which point, the toxin shuts down the heart, and the transformation is complete. It's... a painful process. Right about now, it will feel like acid and fire are coursing through this man's bloodstream.” His eyes flickered down to the man laying out on the bed with a small 'tsk' sound from his throat. “He's handling it exceptionally well.”

“Well, I think that's all of it.” He smiled amiably and rested his chin in his hand, watching the human. “Any more questions?”

"I know this is unpleasant, but there are a few more things we need to discuss. Such as family, friends, a spouse...you know. If there's anyone who's going to start a police search when you don't come back home after a few days."

Ivan sat slowly in the chair, his face pained. He new this would come up sooner or later, he'd just been hoping it would be later. And now, here it was. He didn't really know what she had in mind, but he knew he should tell her about Sheila. But...he couldn't do it. At least not with Felix standing there, listening to every word. Ivan just knew that he'd make some observation, some snide remark, and Ivan would lose it. He gritted his teeth.

"I...there is someone. My parents won't worry -- one's dead, the other stopped giving a shit a long time ago. And I don't really have any other close friends or relatives, except one. But I...well..." he trailed off, and sent a furtive glance towards Felix. He really didn't want to discuss this in front of him. Didn't they realize that? Didn't they?

He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He was becoming irrational, and his pent-up emotions threatened to overwhelm him. Sheila probably had called the police by now. It had been three or more days, if what Daniel said about the three day transformation was true. She probably thought he was dead...

Felix listened to Daniel answer his questions. Felix mused a bit. To what Daniel said, Higher up in the food chain? Dead beings? More energy? Efficiency in blood maybe? Toxins with a three day tick for death? More questions formulated in Felix's mind. Even some theories of his own. Not living implies something different. There is no magic or animated creatures from puppets. There had to be a reason.

Felix did have more questions, but something disturbing hit him. A feeling, a sense, a twitch. Why? He looked over to the newborn vampire, Ivan. Why does...? His thoughts broken by the vampire speaking up. Felix listened closely. It was as if Felix knew the vampire did not want him there. Felix shook his head.

Felix ignored Ivan's words for the time being. "I would call a tiger a higher up on the food chain, but they do not hold governments over either of us. I am not sure you can really call yourself a different species entirely. I would like to think of us on the same level..." Felix thought about the alley and the strength of the vampires. "... even if you can throw me thru a wall." Felix joked a bit, not sure if that was literally true or not. The senses from Ivan still itched him, like someone prodding his brain. Kind of a sense to beware.

Felix continued, "Hunters are humans, right? I am human. I am listening. If anything, you can just call them crazy radicals. And we all know radicals don't listen well." Felix smiles a bit, then went back to a serious face. "I have plenty of more questions. But I think your vampire friend does not like me." He said with a shrug. Felix walked over to Ivan, staring him in the face. He was not too close, but enough to show who he was talking about. "You think of me as an annoying ass don't you? You forget one thing, I am a SMART ass. If you need help with something, you can ask. I am not that all bad. I might not know of this vampire situation well, but I sure as hell am good with people." Felix was not smiling. He was not joking. He had a full seriousness to his voice. He stared right into the vampire's eyes. He was still a bit of distance, he was not stupid. But enough to see the details in Ivan's blood red eyes, almost blood shot.

Felix walked to the door and as if forgetting something, turned around. "Oh yes, about the mice and the cats. Are you so sure they would kill them?" He said with a smile before closing the door behind him. He only walked a foot and sat down by the door. He smiled, I can still hear them here.

Then his thoughts bundled again. How... how did I know? How did I know how that vampire thought of me? I wasn't even looking at him. I just felt it. Why?

Ana was engaged in jovial conversation with her student but had a sudden thought. She hadn't planned this morning what she was going to have for dinner...it was quite a thought for her, since food was rather important to her and she usually ate with a certain degree of reverence. Cheeseburger and fries came to mind, but then she recalled she had ate the same thing the night previously! It was a conundrum indeed, since that was very much what she wanted. Well, whatever. She could have it again if she wanted. She might very well have a cheeseburger for lunch too! What was honestly wrong with having the same thing over and over? Who makes those silly food rules anyway!

It was then that she realized that she had not been listening to a word her student had been saying. Beat red, she asked him to repeat himself and resolved to keep herself better involved.

((Dead? ))

((Hopefully not. I thought so, but you posted, so maybe not >> Maybe if we can message everyone, we can get it going again.))