Kasdeya

"Zats (that's) a very good quality no?" She shakes his hand. "So Logan what brings a nephilim to ze (the) most supernatural filled town in the USA? Pretty dangerous." She winks.

"Ah but you seem like you are a fighter. It is for my safety zat (that) I check your reflexes." Kassie flips her hair, and holds out a hand. "Kasdeya, and you are?"

"Hmmm you're tougher zen (then) I thought," Kassie watches him bounce back not a scratch. "Zorry (sorry) I sometimes feel sreatened (threatened) and need to know what I am up against."

Kassie was feeling slightly devious, she wanders up to the stand. "I suggest if you want to live you will just comp ze (the) coffee. She telepathically lifts a hot coffee pot and drops it to the ground. She glances at Henry, "You may not agree or like ze (the) methods but, I got you, your coffee." She smiles as a coffee is given to her. "Zank (thank) you." She pulls a cigarette from her package.

"Here is just fine, it won't be watered down and will actually taste good." Kassie replies, "you new around here ah?"

Alaric scoffed and looked at the girl. A demon, like himself. “Got that right.” He pulled a cigarette from his pocket before holding out a hand. “Can I get a light?” He quit once. For Tommy. But now? Fuck it to hell. Hell. He scoffed. “Ever made the mistake of trying that love shit?”

"I don't know if it was ever really love... It's hard to say he is ah, well he is psychotic, like myself. We don't have ze (the) healthiest of pasts.... well I guess so I mean, I let him take me and turn me into this because, I felt sings (things)..." She takes another puff slowly inhaling and letting the exhale drift smoke everywhere. "Obsession, love, who know what the fuck it was.... Basically I tried that feeling shit before and it was... hard." Kassie looks off thinking and then turns to Alaric. "I am so sorry for your loss..." She wasn't normally so compassionate but she felt it called for it. "Want to cause mayhem?" A devious grin spreading across her face. "It takes ze (the) pain away and makes you forget for awhile."

"Ah a isn't it just zo (though)? Utter bull shit which is why I prefer deadly chaos, destruction a day keeps zose (those) feelings away," she shrugs. "I understand how you feel, I haven't had family in centuries and love?" Kassie lets out a laugh, "Demons? Ha demons like us don't get a happy ending. We always get ze (the) short end of the stick... we never get our happiness, zo (so) what's ze (the) point in trying anymore?" Kassie lights up a cigarette offering one to the other. "We are ze (the) species can't ever have zat (that), cupcake." She adds using the same tagline name he did.

Roan held a map when the woman approached him. “Yes oh my gosh, do you know where the library is? I can’t read this map to save my life, and I haven’t purchased a smart phone yet. I guess I’m off the grid, huh?”

"Ah yes ze (the) library is about 4 blocks that way," she points to the right. "I do not blame you, I am very outdated, I have never owned a ah cellular device. Zey (they) are cumbersome being a few hundred years old I guess I've always been old fashioned." She giggles.

"Oh my goodness," she smiles, it's been a while since she met someone older than 500. "You good for nearly 700, good moisturizer ah?" She giggles. "Who hasn't, rebellion is a pure state of life no?" She giggles again. "Oui (wee) (yes) I am born of France, how observant of you, not many understand ze (the) accent." She gains a large grin on her face.

She took a hit of her spliff, "oh goodness too many," she laughs. "Thank you very much."

Kassie smiles putting a strand behind her ear, "I have always been a bit rebellious," she winks. "And how old are you?" She quizically adds, "also thank you I missed ze (the) pink."

"I like you, name?" Kassie smiles at the girl.

Kassie glances at the marshmallow roasting before glancing back to Eldon. "Hah I tend to be a chaotic mess." She giggles. "I like destruction." She stares at him a moment "and there are other itches zat (that) need scratching." She winks.

"Well, I did just burn a church," Kassie smiles, "It is less zen (then) my normal chaos but just enough to scratch ze (the) itch." She returns to her skewer and roasting a marshmallow.

"Always in ze (the) mood for a drink," Kassie grins taking the alcoholic beverage from the girl.