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[serasalcaste]

Seras waltzed into the high end salon with a prissy attitude and a nice aroma about her, perhaps it was expensive perfume or simply some product in her hair. Nonetheless, she was waited on within seconds. "Its a pleasure to see you again, Miss Winslet" The nail beautician proudly stated as she escorted the lady to a seat and began looking at her hands. "And what would you like done today?" The vampire thought for a few seconds, glancing down at her slender fingers, then around the room, perhaps up at the ceiling even, then back down at her nails once more before looking up and meeting eyes with her beautician. "Ums, how about just a bit of black and the usual, pwetty pweeze?" As usual, the lady got a giggle from the woman who was helping her as Seras was adorable as ever. Within half an hour, her nails were all filed and painted very pretty with a shimmering jet black colour, about ready for a few clear coats to keep them fanciful, and of course her usual.

"Surprise me, kay?" Seras asked, the most gorgeous glimmer in her eyes. Her usual of course, was her ring finger was always painted alone a different colour. Usually it took a few shades even, with a lil design on it perhaps even. It always stood out, and was Seras' little way of being happy for her Hiro. Sort of like a child's substitute for a wedding ring. When all was said and done, the vampire held out her hands before her and smiled. They looked extraordinary. "Thankies." She left a giant tip for the lady as usual and was well on her merry little way. However, being quite early yet, her ride hadn't shown up and so the pretty vampire decided to go down the street a block of so to the cafe and get herself a latte.

"Seras! Hello!" A friend voice greeted her as usual the moment she walked into the building. "I havn't seen you for a while! How've you been dear?" Seras blushed a little and took her sunglasses off, a smile across her lips. "Ive been kay. thankies for asking!" She fluffed her hair a bit and was as confident as ever, the complete opposite of the usual shy little girl that she tended to be. "Here you are, dear." The barista offered her a latte. "The usual, hun. Extra cream. All nonfat of course. Its on the house." Seras leaned over the counter and stood high on her heels to give the young man a kiss on the cheek. "Thankies, sir."

By the time she left the cafe and walked back up the street, her ride had come and the girl went into the conspicuous black automobile that disappeared down the street in traffic. "Shall i fetch your bags this afternoon, miss?" The man sitting in the passenger seat had asked, apparently worried about her, or at the very least about people figuring out what she really was. Yet neither him or the driver had the slightest little hint of fear in them. "Aww, would you really? Thankies." She leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Just dont drink anyz -kay?" the vampire joked.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi moved with ease though all six weapons were pointed at her. A normal person would have feared being shot and froze but not Isi. The huntress had faced death time and time again. She most certainly would not go down by a bunch of amateur street thugs; men who had probably spent the better part of their lives in jail doing hard time at minimum security. Had they been doing maximum they most likely would still be inside the pen. “What seems to be the problem, boys.” Isi asked as if she most certainly did not know what was going on while she simultaneously clicked open the trunk to the car. The trunk popped up and Isi put the holy water in the back before closing it. She moved quickly. Well aware that they wouldn’t let her get to the driver’s seat.

“Hand over your purse and the keys to your car if you don’t want to get hurt!” One of the men who was obviously the leader of this pathetic group demanded. Isi couldn’t help but chuckle as if she was amused. She was so amused that another one of the men demanded, “Why you laughin’ bitch?” Isi continued to laugh. She couldn’t have stopped herself if she tried. She was honestly amused and honestly laughing. This was hilarious! Had she laughed any harder she might just fall to her knees and roll around on the ground laughing her ass off. “How about this. I give you guys two seconds to move out of my way, putting your weapons down, and turning tail.” Of course they wouldn’t do what Isi said. There was no chance. She was a girl. She was white. She was rich.

While another of the men was chatting away at Isi, demanding whatnot, Isi began to move. If she could handle vampires and werewolves she could most certainly handle them. She used her elbow to jab the man with the knife in the gut. She figured he was the weakest of the six or at least his weapon was. She moved her arm ninety degrees and slammed the guy in the face, the nose more specifically. As the second man moved in she kicked him in the ribs. Several of his ribs would be broken. He would be down for the fight. He would be able to escape sirens if he had true strength of will, but he would be in too much pain to fight. It was a whole mind and matter sort of thing. Isi grabbed the knife from the man and threw it in the upper chest of one of the guys with guns. She was kicking ass. She could do this all day. But unfortunately she only had a limited time.

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[serasalcaste]

Seras sat patiently in the rear seat of the black bmw while the automobile sat outside a clinic. By the looks of it, perhaps it was a red cross or something but all the vampire could concentrate on was the smell of blood that was rich in the air. Truthfully, she had picked it up a few blocks away, even amongst all the odors of the city, but now as they were parked before the building it was driving her mad. Soon enough, however, a man returned to the vehicle with a plastic bag full of bloodbags. He looked back at Seras after getting into the car. "Now now, calm down lass." He scolded gently when she had slowly leaned up and reached for the bag. Seras sat back down in her seat and pouted. "Alright, you can have one, but only one for now, alright?" She looked at him, glanced away, and nodded swiftly before the man reached back and handed her a single little bag.

Holding the bag like a juicebox, the vampire sipped away casually as she stared out of the tinted windows at the city outside. There was a happy smile on her face. However, on her way back, Seras noticed Isi's car, and a bit of a commotion going on beside it. "Oh! Stop the car pweeze!" she demanded lightly, putting her shades on and exiting the vehicle. "I'll go home with Miss Isi. Thankies sirs." They nodded and she left, but when Seras turned around and watched Isi beating up those men, the vulgarity of her brutality rather disgusted her. She shrugged and approached the small crowd of thugs, whom looked up at her and ran, afraid that another pretty woman had come to do them harm, though this was more of a lady and preferred Isi to do such dirty work. A moment later, Seras looked embarrassed and blushed a little, turning away and taking out a handkerchief to wipe a bit of blood off her lips. "Hi miss Isi!" She smiled.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi’s face remained blank as she turned around to see Seras. The thugs took off. The one with the knife wound would need to visit the hospital as would the one with the broken ribs. “Seras.. What are you doing here?” There was blood on the girl’s face which she licked away. Of course she was holding a bag of blood as well. The car Seras had arrived in begun to leave. “You probably saved their lives.” Isi remarked coldly. She took one long glance at the men in the distance. By interrupting Seras had saved their lives. Isi would have killed them. Seras probably also saved Isi’s identity in the process.

Isi walked to her loaned car and unlocked it. Could the vampire smell holy water? Probably not. Still, Isi would have to keep herself from looking in the rear view mirror to see if she could see the jugs. “Alright. I see you got the blood. I suppose you didn’t get the other stuff.” Isi would just so happen to be surprised if Seras did exactly manage. “Did you?” Isi asked as she pulled herself into the driver’s seat. It was almost like their roles were reversed and Isi was the vampires personal driver. It was only then that she realized that. But she preferred to drive.

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[serasalcaste]

Seras listened to Isi as they both got into the car. For a moment, the vampire's attention was drawn to the contents of the boot. It wasn't as if she could smell holy water, after all water doesnt have a smell really. But to a vampire, they could always sense it. The uneasy feeling of being so close to something so dangerous.

"Eww, no! That's heaps gross!" She giggled and looked appalled at Isi who was covered in little speckles of blood and smelled no longer of exquisite perfume. "You can get your own stuffs like that. weirdo." Seras playfully stuck her tongue out at the driver and looked aside, watching the many people on the street as they drove on by. The sun was beginning to go down and Seras was glad she had on huge sunglasses and her wide brimmed hat. It was her favourite, a present from her former Hiro.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi sighed as she moved down the street. The dark tinted windows were rolled up but through the dark tint she was able to identify the older male who said he would watch her car. She had paid him one hundred dollars and would give him four hundred when she returned. And here he was sitting on an overturned milk crate drinking something out of a brown paper bag. Isi rolled down the window of the fancy automobile. The man was probably expecting one of the thugs to be behind the wheel. Instead, he saw Isi. She pulled her gun and as he raised his hands in a gesture of ‘stop’ Isi shot him point blank and drove away.

She rolled up the windows and put her gun away. She could not help but be petty like that. It was also, in a way, something in which Seras needed to see. A warning if you will. The man had wronged her and so he paid with his life. “I don’t need them for sex you idiot!” Isi cried out with disgust as she merged into traffic onto a busy street. There was a shop, a huge S & M bondage shop, secret-ish that would sell any type of restraint. Isi would need plenty of restraints to restrain Hiro. It seemed sort of funny now that she had once thought he needed her help with a piece of jewelry or painting.

Isi parked in the back parking lot away from the main street. She was right behind the shop. It was a place where discretion was highly reserved. But it was also the sort of place you could spend two hundred dollars an hour and get to jab someone with swords or whips or whatever your secret pleasure may be. “Stay in the car if you want. Or come inside.” Isi got out of the car, slammed the door and walked to the graffiti clad wall. She pressed the small bell hidden in the serpents eye. Soon enough someone popped open the little metal what could only be described as a mail shoot. “Popinjay!” Isi hoped that was the correct word. She had not been here in a while.

The hunter and S & M addict crossed her arms as she waited for the door to open. The mail slot was closed and the sounds of the door being unlocked could be heard. There were eight heavily secured locks which needed to be unlocked. Isi liked this place for the sheer amount of doors and escape passageways they offered to their clients. Not to mention the long and unusual list of items they stocked on their shelves. Soon enough the door was opened and Isi darted her head once to the right, one to the left and once more to the right to see if anyone was watching her enter this place. But of course no one had any business to be here in this semi-full private parking lot. Thick shrubs, bushes, and trees helped to block view of passerby’s.

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[serasalcaste]

With again a little giggle as Isi got upset with her and yelled out that she hadn't needed the restraits for any sexual purpose, Seras stared blankly out her window. She thought alot about Isi and it made her frown. Isi just seemed to be alot like the old Seras. Without one certain thing in life, they meant nothing, were nothing, and could very much do nothing. The little girl had her Hiro. Without him, she was a wreck. Isi just struck her as the type who HAD to belittle everything and everyone and be a hunter just to kill things she didn't like because for whatever reason it probably made her feel good about herself.

"I don't thinks you'll find anything in there heaps strong enough..." Seras shrugged and called out after rolling down her window. No, it was true. Leather straps and bondage equipment would never keep a vampire down once he succumbed to his lust for a maiden's blood. Thankfully for Isi, the vamprie in question was currently not awake and might not be for a heaps long time, but even if someone were to give him blood and help him heal sooner, once he woke up his thirst would probably be relentless. Steel chains plated with pure silver and bolted to the concrete cell Isi kept in the basement would be the only safe way to keep Hiro down. Unlike Seras, he was an older, stronger vampire with an even larger thirst. It would be a while and would take considerable work and torture to get him back in control. Until then, UV rays and starvation is anyone's best bet against him.

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[Isi Runasimi]

The door to the hotel/shop was open but Seras was still in the car. The man behind the door, Taylor (though Isi wasn’t on a first name basis with him nor had she ever said much to him. She had merely overheard others saying his name and chatting with him) was trying his best to not look at Seras. But of course he was curious, everyone was curious about Isi. Though she tried her best to make herself unknown this was the shop she frequented for all her restraint needs. In fact, she had even purchased her table here. Taylor couldn’t help but try and look at Seras. Everyone always wondered who Isi was with, what she liked. And now Taylor would tell everyone in much needed Isi gossip that he had seen her chatting with an English women. They were most certainly not lovers! Isi would have blushed had she not been wearing makeup.

“Then what do you suggest?” Isi called back. She was frowning because she did not like discussing things in front of other people. Needless to say calling it out in the parking lot in front of the third-party, Taylor, in charge of answering the door to approved clients and sounding the silent alarm and stalling for time in matters of authorities bothered her. Now that Isi was thinking about it, silver was actually really weak. She had used it because it would hold her enemies. But her enemies had been up until this time rather very weak. Hiro was not weak. He had survived a full on car crash, managed to pick up a girl and run away. Most weaker vampires would be near death with their only thought to flee. Something about Hiro just screamed that he was not your average vampire. It was both bad and a good thing for Isi.

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[serasalcaste]

Seras shrugged politely as her dainty figure stepped out of the automobile. She had on a smile, but you could sort of tell the lady was a bit irritated with having to get out and walk in the waning sunlight. Still, she wouldn't complain. Real ladies were right and proper, they didn't whine. Even though at heart, sometimes Seras was still little more than an adorable spoiled little girl.

The only hint of malice in the vampire was just about not even there, as Seras was asked by Isi what would be best to hold her lover. It was true pure silver was rather weak as a metal, but if one were to get steel chains only plated in silver, it would be one of the same as long as it was high grade silver. That was probably Isi's best bet as Hiro was prone to self torture so he would need the higher strength of the steel inside to hold him. Seras looked at her wrist and felt it with her thumb, rubbing the skin that sometimes still felt tender. Since she healed though someone looking at her couldn't see the scars, but there was a time Seras had been chained by captors. It was the only time she could remember feeling so demeaning, but also the one time she couldn't break free. At least not without losing a hand. Not only were the steel chains plated in silver, burning her at every touch, the cuff that went around her wrist was too. And it also had little holes in the metal wear stakes could be hammered straight through her wrist and bolted to the cuff. She had had two silver stakes driven through her wrist, burning with every moment. It got to be too terrible she nearly decided to tear her own hand off, but the thought of Hiro no longer liking her for being one handed prompted her to keep resisting. Soon enough Hiro had come to her aid, but killed every last human being within a mile or so radius. Seras had never again been abducted from her workplace by mean humans, and it was something only she knew about him doing. Hiro never did forgive himself for that. Men, women, some children even. Scores of them, all dead because of an enraged vampire.

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[Isi Runasimi]

If there was an uncomfortable vampire, Isi knew it. After all it was her undesignated job to make vampires as uncomfortable as possible right before she killed them. Her eyes darted around as she turned her body sideways, giving her back to Taylor. It wasn’t long before she realized that it was because of the sun setting and night taking hold. It had been much darker in the lower side of town, especially with the high buildings and plentiful trees. Isi motioned with her arms for Seras to walk ahead of her in the darkened yet light building. She didn’t know exactly how much sunlight a vampire could tolerate before they died. Lower amounts of sunlight probably wouldn’t kill anyone. But just a few seconds of the sun at its highest peak would take care of any of Isi’s enemies.

“What do you recommend?” Isi asked in a hushed tone. The door closed behind them and a light techno sound could be heard from the room next door. Before them was another man dressed up in all black leather, metal piercings adorning his face. Just about anywhere you could put something was covered. It was adorably hideous in Isi’s own personal opinion. Not to mention unpractical. But then Isi supposed that not everyone got into fights. But she could just imagine pulling out the piercings of a vampire. That brought a little grin to her face. She would start with the little nose ring making the man look like a bull. It was unbeknownst to Isi that Seras knew what the purpose of the thick chains was for.

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[serasalcaste]

Seras shrugged her shoulders daintily as she exited the car and cringed a bit before entering such a store. Immediately, a little bit of a frown came across her lips. She felt disgusting being in this place.

"You're asking me that? Honestly?" Seras giggled, as if a little girl hiding a secret. "I don't wanna tell." she stuck her tongue out at the vulgar woman and continued to browse around with a lazy look across her face. She was not very intrigued at all, and was appalled that Isi had yet to realize that the vampire side of her loved Hiro just as much if not more than Seras did. It wouldn't tell Isi what to use against him.

Though if Isi was paying close enough attention, there was a corner of the store the vampire never approached even after walking all around. There were more plain items placed there, simple chains and stuff like that, but they seemed a bit more to it than that. Sure enough, they were the very shackles one would use against a vampire. Steel clad in pure silver, stronger and most effective against the creatures of the nights. Each shackle had 2 cuffs on the end of the chains, one to simply lock around a vampire's arm, the adjacent one with a silver rod that fed through it to pierce through its wrist while clamping around the thing's limb. They were devilish indeed. There was a full set for all 4 limbs, as well as a collar, but strange enough it wasn't spiked on the outside like many items one might find in a bondage store. The points were going inward, so as to pierce a vampire's neck all around and keep him or her at bay. It was all quite fierce, and Seras stayed away.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi crossed her arms under her breasts. There was nothing more that Isi wanted to do than beat the girl silly. And not like before, but worse. Seras hadn’t seen Isi’s true rage yet. If there weren’t witnesses Isi would beat the girl silly! Isi wasn’t physically yelling at the girl but her eyes told another story. They followed the girl as she trailed around the shop, watching every single move she made. If anyone was watching they would have thought Isi was watching her lover feverishly. A low noise emitted from the depths of Isi’s throat and it sounded very much like a growl.

“Seras!” Isi hissed very much like a serpent. She walked down one of the aisles with the chains. There were fake gold chains, silver chains, fake silver chains and steel plated silver. Why hadn’t Isi seen these chains before? She picked up the last pair, one end in each hand and tested them out, of course her strength wouldn’t even damage the fake silver let alone steel and silver. “Ouch.” Isi muttered as she looked at the description and price tag. They cost quite a pretty penny, not like Isi couldn’t afford them but she preferred to bathe in money rather than to spend it.

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[serasalcaste]

Seras heard Isi hiss her name, and the look on her face told her the woman was upset, but the vampire shrugged her shoulders lightly and smiled. Brushing her hair aside a bit and running her bangs through her fingers, Seras turned and walked to the exit of the store. She had her arms across her chest, her hands on her elbows daintily. "I'm heaps bored. I'm leaving." The girl declared, not particularly afraid or caring of what Isi might say. It was honest to say the vampire was very much tired of her other self getting bossed around by such a distasteful woman.

Waltzing out of the store, Seras put her giant sunglasses on and a wide brimmed hat before stepping out for a moment in the daylight, despite the rear of the store being covered in shade by now. With a displeased and unamused look across her face, Seras opted to wait in the car, closing the door gently and getting out her celli to txt people because she was bored. It was only then that she realized, she had nobody to text.

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[Isi Runasimi]

Isi watched the change that went through Seras. She was obedient but now soon turned disobedient. “I will not tolerate your disobedience!” Isi whispered. Thankfully Isi did not have heat vision. She watched as the girl walked out. Seras would have to be punished – Yet again. This time the punishment would be severe; and who a better person to test these chains out on rather than Seras herself? Would these chains made out of steel and covered in silver work? “I’ll take four of these.” Isi muttered to herself as she picked them up. They were heavy but she could pick them up. At the checkout counter she paid with cash.

If there was one thing those people were thinking about (which they probably were) then they were correct. Seras would be chained, beaten. She was disobedient. Rude. Unruly. She needed to be punished. The chains were wrapped in white paper and placed in large pink gift bags. The bags were quite heavy showing the true strength of the weight of the chains. Isi put them in the trunk of the car along with the holy water. Without saying a word Isi started the car and began to drive.

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