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Eisley's nose rose to the air as she noticed the Doctor pushing through the crowd. She withdrew her hand and smiled, of course looking down on the lady. Quickly she reached behind her head and pulled her hair into a tight bun. She watched the gentle nature and closed her eyes, wishing she could feel such kindness. Her mind was a slave to feelings and emotions, but her chest ached with pity. She had tormented this human, brought him to his knees, and played with him like a cat to a mouse. However, with pity, came laziness. She could not be bothered to feel emotions for a mear human, there was someone out to kill her. Apparently, there was someone, who didn't know she was a vampire.

Looking down at the doctor, keeping her nose to the air, she glared, "He is in no danger. I don't see a need from any assistance. What is your reason for this appearence Eve?"

Her eyes glanced to the human and faded. She closed them quickly to keep the smarter vampire from seeing their color. Quickly she thought of the gunshots, and opened her eyes to red. She looked around at the spectators and hissed. "Leave. Now."

The vampires stood still, looking around in confusion, "NOW!" Her voice echoed through the halls with great force that caused the humans to cover their ears.

The spectators left, leaving only one man to stand before them. Draven Northman.

"And what is he doing out of solitude, doctor?"