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Jonathan was shocked when he saw her at first. He had not expected to see a vampire on his first night in town. As a journalist he wanted to go straight to her and interview her immediately, but she requested a room and disappeared up the steps before he could even think to speak with her. Wondering whether or not he should go up and check on her.

After a few minutes, Jonathan slapped down some cash then went up the stairs to the room he had heard the man state. He stood before the door for a long time before knocking firmly on the door.

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The trip to her house was rather silent until Aislinn spoke. It was an odd question, at least that is what Velcar thought. He was not use to people asking what they could do in return to his leadership, kindness, or any other form. "I'm over eight hundred years old," Velcar responded. "I don't need anything in return, Miss Aislinn."