"My trip to Rio wasn't a very good one, but what I saw was really pretty," she said and jumped when she saw the bug woman. Nazi Vampires were one thing, but bug people were something completely different.
"Most of my memories are...rather bloody. A lot of what I did was fight after becoming a vampire," she said, wiping the blood off of her cheeks as she gave him a small smile. "Neither of those men were my boyfriend."
Her cheeks were red as another memory popped up. This time she was leaning against a wall as a woman in a green suit with long blond hair talked to a group of men, with their leader seated with his braid wrapped loosely around his neck.
The woman was explaining how the men were being hired to hunt monsters and vampires. It seemed to be rather unreal and the mercenaries don't buy it until she is pointed out as a real vampire. It wasn't very surprising that they didn't believe that she was a vampire at all. She looked like a teenage girl and she was, but she wasn't. Not anymore.
"I think they're laughing at me, Sir Integra," she said, pointing to them.
"Make them stop laughing then, Police Girl." The other woman responded with a small smirk.
"Right, Ma'am." she said with a quick salute before turning to the mercenary leader, the man with the braid she had been speaking with in Rio. She turned to him with a snap of her fingers "Come on."
He laughed again and came shuffling towards her, saying that if she was a vampire than he was Frankenstein's monster. She was able to put a stop to the laughter with just a few quick pokes, almost too quick for anyone to see. She poked the man a few times on his forehead, hard enough to send him spinning back into his men and was leaning against the wall again before anyone noticed. That stopped the laughing quickly.
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"Most of my memories are...rather bloody. A lot of what I did was fight after becoming a vampire," she said, wiping the blood off of her cheeks as she gave him a small smile. "Neither of those men were my boyfriend."
Her cheeks were red as another memory popped up. This time she was leaning against a wall as a woman in a green suit with long blond hair talked to a group of men, with their leader seated with his braid wrapped loosely around his neck.
The woman was explaining how the men were being hired to hunt monsters and vampires. It seemed to be rather unreal and the mercenaries don't buy it until she is pointed out as a real vampire. It wasn't very surprising that they didn't believe that she was a vampire at all. She looked like a teenage girl and she was, but she wasn't. Not anymore.
"I think they're laughing at me, Sir Integra," she said, pointing to them.
"Make them stop laughing then, Police Girl." The other woman responded with a small smirk.
"Right, Ma'am." she said with a quick salute before turning to the mercenary leader, the man with the braid she had been speaking with in Rio. She turned to him with a snap of her fingers "Come on."
He laughed again and came shuffling towards her, saying that if she was a vampire than he was Frankenstein's monster. She was able to put a stop to the laughter with just a few quick pokes, almost too quick for anyone to see. She poked the man a few times on his forehead, hard enough to send him spinning back into his men and was leaning against the wall again before anyone noticed. That stopped the laughing quickly.