~Cerise & Vexen~
Cerise had slipped off into a daydream about the vampire that killed her protective friend and so called brother. The dream was of Striker, the tall dark haired vampire who wore a suit of pure white and murdered in cold blood, even killing off Aces without getting a fleck of a crimson stain on his attire. Of how he attacked Cerise afterward, spoke of a payment, of a host, and soon disappeared. But her dreams ended on her knees in the darkness, crying over the blood-soaked body of her brother.
She was awoken suddenly at a soft breeze, an air of danger. Her eyes rose quickly and she spotted a tall lithe vampire; Vexen. He turned and met her eyes, and the thoughts that she quickly picked up were horrid. Images of roses, blood, pale skin and a blankly faced woman. He turned and continued, a smirk on his lips.
Cerise jumped to her feet, and began to race after him. But she wasn't fast enough. Her human legs could not carry her as fast as his vampiric legs glided across the floor. She wanted to stare into his eyes again, feeling out what was in his head. Something snagged her mind to him, and she wanted to stop him, hit him even. Seeing into Vexen's crimson eyes ignited rage, but she was unsure how.
But soon, he was gone. Disappeared. She gasped and finally stopped before the restrooms, hands on her knees as she doubled over. Her fedora toppled into the floor and she grunted. She knelt, gripping her fedora and coming back to a stand. Her fingers traced the brim and she quickly flipped it back onto her head, then turning to notice a... dog... wolf... thing.
Who put bandannas on their dogs? Or piercings? Definitely had to be a werewolf. Her eyes met his and she tried to capture some surface thought, but she only found 'Kiryu'. Maybe it was someone's pet. She could not be sure in Blackwald.
She knelt down and reached out her hand, palm up.
"Hey you." Cerise said, her voice slightly tainted with a Jersey styled accent, though it was regardlessly soft. "Care to be petted, or..." What do you do to dogs or wolves, she'd never had a pet before. So she just made an awkward smile, before keeping her hand extended to see if he stepped forward to be touched.