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There’s a war waging in his very being; on one hand, he was raised to kill vampires. On the other…well, she was beautiful and looked so frightened. The urge to protect her was bubbling. Nara knew little of the other, just her name, and a few other tiny details…but nothing mentioned a vampire being a hunter. 

Truthfully, he shouldn’t have such disbelief etched into his features; especially considering even the Elite has not only a shape shifter among them, but an angel as well.  The slayer listens to her, brow slowly furrowing, forcing himself not to be distracted by those perfect lips, and instead on the rather curious words being spewed. His dark gaze shifts past the little vampire’s shoulder then back to her face as he tried to process such bold statements.  Arms folding across his chest, a sharp breath is inhaled. “You know - I find it h a r d to believe, right? Since when did vampires join us hunters?!” But he sighed, shoulders sloping slightly and lips pursed. “How do I know you aren’t just…just lying to me?” The thought was the first thing that came to his mind the moment the other began to speak. Honestly, how many of her kind lied through their damned teeth? Most of them.  And yet there was still something about her that…calmed him, almost. Made the slayer keep his best defense abandoned by his foot on the ground. He wanted to give her a chance. No, he needed to.

“ They don’t-- Not usually, at least... not to you. But I swear I am a hunter! “

August moves slowly, points to a drawer across the room. 

“ In there, there’s information on the locations of several pure blood covens. Distant branches, and a secondary branch of the first family tree. I know personally that there are only 6 members remaining of the primary-- and there’s more than likely information that even your archives can’t collect-- ... if you let me work with you. Please. “

This is a bold move, she’s toeing a very, very dangerous line and in anyone else’s hands she may have been reluctant-- But something about his eyes... A deep and turning emotion swirls beyond the depths, and draws August in. She sees a reflection of herself... She could lure him with vampiric power now that she has the eye contact-- but she doesn’t want to... she wants him to make the choice freely. (She wants him, very distantly, to accept her.)

“ And I wouldn’t lie to you because-- Because I want to kill their leader. “

She wets her lips, drops her gaze down his being, his standing form still braced for any attack (which she won’t provoke, she can’t). Its only mildly calming that he doesn’t have the weapon. He could overwhelm her in seconds even without one.

“ He’s my father. I want kill him...so I can be free. “

She swallows thickly, and sinks to her knees; her caution to the wind, a creak in the old floorboards, a pounding even in her cold heart. She folds her hands in her lap and glances to his eyes again.

“ If your superiors would protest-- we could keep it private. I won’t tell a soul, and you can take the credit for anything I find.

I just want an out...”

Despite everything, she smiles almost whimsically. Being in front of a camera all day does have it’s perks...she supposes. She knows how to make herself irresistible-- But is it enough?

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Rumors had been circulating among the society that Nara had been…favoring a little vampire, but Minah refused to believe it. Why would he? That was the creature that was one of the supernatural they hunted after all. Thankfully, for right now, it was simply a bubble of a rumor among a few of The Elite. One that, if true, could end up getting her friend in trouble. In the end, it was a last minute decision, to show up at Nara’s humble abode uninvited, but it needed to be done. Minah knew better all; Nara was a damned good liar when he needed to be. So, when after a few beats, he opened the door with shock etched onto quickly tensing features, Minah knew the rumors were right…Especially with how the hunter had her blocked from coming in with how his body was positioned. Brown eyes looked passed the boy to spot just what she was looking for. A vampire. Turning her attention back on her ex (who was, for a better lack of words, glaring daggers), a sickly sweet smile crossing her pink lips. “Minah–” he let out a sigh, “what are you doing here?” Nara was annoyed, that was obvious…and a little scared. “A little birdie told me you had a guest…and I just wanted to meet her.” Gaze drifting back over to the creature behind him, she couldn’t help but think Nara was making a big mistake in trusting the vampire. “So, what’s her name?“

August didn’t know who the stranger was and she didn’t need to, because anyone who had reason to show up at Nara’s door probably had reason to hate her-- She was, after all, not human. Though, this didn’t make her any less curious. August had heard plenty about Nara’s companions, though she couldn’t rightly tell who the stranger in the doorway was.

She’d never met any of them. For good reason.

Her first instinct was to hide...but it was much too late for that. She’d been seen, Minah (as Nara had called her...she did remember that name) knew she was there...had referred to August as... a guest. Minah wanted to know the guest’s name.

So she stepped in, boldly peered over Nara’s shoulder, blinked at the woman in the doorway, and smiled softly though only her eyes could be seen.

“August is my name...” She said, standing on her toes to see Minah, “Are you Nara’s friend? You work with him? You should come inside...I just made dinner. I’ll fix you a plate...it’s just stir fry. Nothing fancy...” August pulled at Nara’s sleeve to ease him back, giving him a placating look and then holding out a hand for Minah to take (the other visible at her side...no reason to defend herself).

Which of course, would leave August vulnerable to attack. She, however, didn’t seem worried at all. Even if she shook slightly.