Last city (open)

[greyeyes]

With scraped hands a young man slides his wallet into the back pocket of his jeans. The evening looked warm enough to go out without a jacket and Jakon was in need of something to drink. As the sliding doors of the hotel shut behind him Jakon took in his surroundings. The city looked nice but there was still the smell of Vampire lingering in the air. Jakon took in a deep breath and shrugged his shoulder as he turned to make his way to a bar or coffee shop of some sort. This was the final city he wanted to visit, or more like the last city he could visit. He had to find a home soon, his spending money in Switzerland was thinning into what he had saved up for living, investments and most importantly a place to call home. But for now it was time to see what this city has to offer and find something other than booze to drink.

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

A woman appearing in her mid-twenties walked along the same road as Jakon, but a good thirty feet ahead of him. She wore a simple skirt and blouce and had wavy hair that reached just past her shoulder blades. She walked with a purposeful, yet hesitent step, as if she knew where she was going but was not sure how quickly she wanted to get there.

[greyeyes]

Jakon was almost jumping up and down with excitement as he passed each shop each café and more importantly each bar. With every step he began to quicken his pace it almost seemed like the perfect city for him. But suddenly Jakon stopped as something hit his nose, it was strange he somehow knew what it was, it did not smell foul but it was not the sweet scent of roasted coffee beans. He glanced back and forth to see what this smell was; looking straight ahead he could tell that this scent was coming from a young woman ahead. This set his curiosity ablaze he started to walk in her direction to see if his assumption was correct.

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

After a minute or two, the woman stopped abruptly. She glanced over her shoulder at Jakon as he approched.

"Yes?" She called to him, as though she knew he was coming to her.

[greyeyes]

Jakon jumped slightly when the woman called to him and almost instinctively he called back "Hvad? Taler du til mig?" He was in shock "How? she could not have possible know that I was coming, let alone that I even existed".

(Hvad? Taler du til mig?= What? are you talking to me?)

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

The woman turned fully toward him. "Do you speak English?" she asked.

[greyeyes]

Jakon glanced back and forth noticing that he would start making a scene if they did not resolve this. Jakon approached the woman so that he could answer her without being obnoxious. “Yes I do speak English, is there anything that I could help you with?" he asked nerviously.
Even for what he was something this odd has never happened to him.

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

She stared at him for a moment before dropping her gaze to her feet, causing her hair to partially hide her face.

"You...you wouldn't believe me." She said in a cracked voice. "You shouldn't offer help to strangers...There's no telling what kind of trouble you could be dragged into..."

[greyeyes]

When those words left her mouth Jakon flashed back to the burning pain of bullets penetrating his torso. “This is very unusual, but I’ll go with it for now” he thought as she put her head down.
Jakon raised one eye brow and said “trouble? I am not sure waz kind of trouble you cud possibly get me into.”
He cringed slightly listening to how thick his accent sounded he usually could speak English with out massacring the language.

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

A small smile spread across the woman's face, though it was quickly hidden by her hand as she giggled softly the way ladies seem to do when they find something cute.
"I suppose...it would depend...one how much you loath...the undead." She said over so softly.

[greyeyes]

Jakon wrinkled his brow when she whispered, he thought he had not heard her right he almost thought she had said undead but he was not sure. “I am sorry but I did not hear you could you repeat that?” he asked.

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

"You would have issues with the undead, would you not?" She asked, closer to a normal volume this time.

[greyeyes]

A look of confusion overcame Jakon’s face, this girl was not normal there was more to her. Jakon spoke “the undead? Frue what do mean by the undead?”
Jakon had never had to deal with anything “undead” if his assumption was right she was talking about vampires. Jakon had never even seen a vampire before he only knew what they smelt like from experience.

(Frue= Ma’am)

[Silver|Toboe|Fang]

The lady looked at him for a moment, then glanced down at her watch. "This is a long story." She said, and looked back up at him. "Perhaps I can explain somewhere more...private? Weather you choose to help me after or not is entirely up to you. ...In all honesty, it would do me a bit of good to tell another person...clear my head..."

[greyeyes]

Jakon sighed and said "alright then let's go to a coffee shop of some sort". He knew that the girl was on to him and that there was no escaping her, he might as well see what was in store for him.