Under Ground Prison (Basement floor number 2)

Jack McKelly wrote:

Reiri Kamura wrote:She watched his eyes with amusement, his bashful features were almost cute to look at as he looked at her breasts then down at her slender legs which she began to shift on top of his own. "Oh? So you were naughty eh? Now, what would drive you to do something like that? Sure this 'slime ball' has you under his thumb, but surely that doesn't mean you'd commit such a... lowly crime against the Empress? Her mind is fragile as is with the rumors her own son having a hand in killing her late husband. Yet I sense there is similar taste of blood which binds you to the Empress..." she hummed, her fingers slipping from his chin downward, across his neck before laying her hand flat upon his chest, feeling his rapidly pulsing heart.

Mmmmm... I could almost go for a second bite, but best not get too greedy~ She thought, smirking with a low mischievous chuckle.

Jack gulped, feeling her fingers slide down his neck, against his chest now, while her legs now rested upon his own. "W-well... the Empress is like an Aunt to me, and my family. My mother is her cousin, so I grew up knowing the Empress like family..." he frowned. "I... betrayed her. Because this 'slime ball' is one of the few remaining criminal powers at be... Arcanda 'Archie' McGraw... he has dirt on me, dirt that could lead to a scandal or perhaps worse. All because I wouldn't throw a match..." he says thinking of his career in the rather dangerous yet exhilarating blood sport of 'Boontai' named after the crazy Ninja who invented it and has been a family friend since before he was born.

He sighed. "Now, I don't even care. I just want to get out of here, make things right. But I can't behind these iron bars." his hand squeezing her shoulder since she decided to cuddle up to him like this. It reminded him of Satori, before they broke up.

She raised a brow, turning her head to his hand which began to squeeze her shoulder. An expected reaction, to be sure, but still it was a bit off. She turned her gaze back to him and raised a brow. "Betray your own kin? Now that is a vile thing; even I must admit that such a thing is a bleak atrocity... but I suppose we are the same, you and I. I betrayed my mother many centuries ago." she sighed, thinking of how she ended the woman's life and absorbed her powers. She betrayed me as well, I will never forget that important detail. She thought.

She rose a brow at the mention of the young man she met in Galideno all those centuries ago! "Archie...? Seriously? That little toadie? *scoffs* He was shoveling horse shit in Galideno back in the day, before he got outfitted with those cybernetics." she laughed. How sad, this kid is being bullied by that runt? He hardly cut it out being a criminal back in those late days of Galideno! Ah this is sad... incredibly depressing! She chuckled cruelly, before having to force herself to stop. Wiping her eyes she turned to him. "That was a good laugh, oh my... haven't had one of those in quite a while!" she giggled, sitting up. "I can't help you with that issue, the grudge between you and that janitor are yours to deal with... but," she looked out of the cell to the halls. "...I suppose I could get you out of here, if you are serious about wanting to leave." she hummed, mischievously.

Jack frowned upon hearing the Vampire even chastise his decisions, before admitting of committing the same herself. He raised a brow upon the mention of her mother, and wasn't sure if that meant if her mother was a vampire as well or was she a human? Jack was not too versed on the matters of the creatures of the night, or in daemons in general.

"Huh? You knew Arcanda? Gods, is he really that old?" he blinked, and felt uncomfortable that the vampire knew the man more than he, shrugging him off as 'non-important' despite being one of the ruthless criminals of Galiavan's history since the Galideno Families of yore. He sighed. "Hey, I'm not immortal nor blessed with the supernatural abilities to simply see the guy not a threat, even if I did I'm not sure if I'd so easily brush him off, I have a family to think about as well! I have two sisters, a mother and a father who'd also be in Arcanda's grasp if I did nothing. It wasn't an easy decision to betray the Empress..." he sighed solemnly again.

He felt her sit up, and looked up at her mischievous face. "Huh? What do you mean? Shouldn't you be saying something like: 'Now accept your fate with grace' or give me some reason to reflect my decisions or something like that?"

Jack McKelly wrote:Jack frowned upon hearing the Vampire even chastise his decisions, before admitting of committing the same herself. He raised a brow upon the mention of her mother, and wasn't sure if that meant if her mother was a vampire as well or was she a human? Jack was not too versed on the matters of the creatures of the night, or in daemons in general.

"Huh? You knew Arcanda? Gods, is he really that old?" he blinked, and felt uncomfortable that the vampire knew the man more than he, shrugging him off as 'non-important' despite being one of the ruthless criminals of Galiavan's history since the Galideno Families of yore. He sighed. "Hey, I'm not immortal nor blessed with the supernatural abilities to simply see the guy not a threat, even if I did I'm not sure if I'd so easily brush him off, I have a family to think about as well! I have two sisters, a mother and a father who'd also be in Arcanda's grasp if I did nothing. It wasn't an easy decision to betray the Empress..." he sighed solemnly again.

He felt her sit up, and looked up at her mischievous face. "Huh? What do you mean? Shouldn't you be saying something like: 'Now accept your fate with grace' or give me some reason to reflect my decisions or something like that?"

She turned to him. "Are you implying that you see me as ancient as that prune?" She asked, furrowing her brows and keeping her garnet gaze leveled on his. "Hrmmmm..." she groans with annoyance, folding her arms across her chest as she did. Upon deciding whether or not she'd remove his head for such a thought, his novice reply left her somewhat reeling. "Really? You think what you said would help your case? Related or not, the Empress will still punish you harshly for your transgressions to show her people that she's not weak in these desperate times, that she provides equal punishment to all. If you want to remain here, be my guest though, perhaps thirty years of hard labor will do some good on you, if your lucky for such a sentence. You seem to have reflected enough in my opinion." she shrugs.

She removes herself from the bed and makes her way to the cell door. "Iron huh?"

She holds the old cast iron spokes in each hand, and began to pry a larger gap! The iron creaked loudly, as she easily parted the bars wide enough to fit herself through, which was completely unnecessary given she could take on other forms to slip through.

She thought she heard the curious patter of armored boots, of a light armored Samurai jailer approaching to locate the disturbance. "Up to you though boy, if you wish to come I'd not dawdle for much longer~" she hummed playfully.

Jack gulped. "N-no, sorry!" He shook his head fiercely. "You're the opposite of old, very young! Yes, beautiful even I'm sorry!" He apologized again, sensing the dangerous aura forming about her body. She stood up and began to pry open the cell's doors!

"Wh-what are you doing?!" He cried out, sitting up quickly from the prison mattress, rushing over to her side. He grunted at her mention of 'boy' and scowled. "Stop calling me boy, my name's Jack McKelly, remember that name!" he exclaimed pointing at her.

Reiri turned to face him, hand on her hip with an amused smirk. "Jack McKelly huh? Any reason why I should have cause to remember it?" she asked with an equally amused tone. Before he could answer, the guard arrived:



Reiri quickly faced the guard, and his surprise, and without hesitation zipped her way to him, her hand upon his neck and having thrust his back against the stone wall adjacent the cell! She exposed her fangs, her glowing red eyes as she hissed! "I'm sorry, but I shall be taking your inmate!" She exhaled, her grip tighter on the guard's throat! She smiled, her fangs glistening and getting closer to his neck!

Jack wasn't sure why himself, but before he could come up with a reason one of the guards had arrived and was now incurring the vampire's wrath! He watched with horror as she lifted the physically heavier man up and slammed him against the wall, before bringing her face close to his neck! "Stop!" he cried, slipping his way out of the cell's large gap, pulling at the woman's hair! "He's just doing his job, don't kill him!" Jack begged.

Reiri hissed, about to bite down into the wriggling, dizzy guard's neck when her head was yanked back! "Ow!" she hissed, turning towards Jack with glowing red eyes and an angry look. "Remove your hand, or I will remove it permanently!" She hissed. "Spare the guards who jailed you? That makes a lot of sense." she says sarcastically, rolling her eyes to emphasize her point, turning her head towards the guard again she went to rip his throat with her fangs once again!

Jack recoiled slightly from her terrifying expression, before he yanked again when his first attempt to dissuade her failed! "Stop! I'm going to clear my name, it'll be for nothing if their deaths get added to my list of crimes!" he explained, thinking that such information would have been obvious!

Reiri's fangs were poking the guard's flesh when Jack pulled her hair again! "Ugh.... Grrrr...." she closed her eyes, grumbling with anger, her head slowly turning towards Jack with malice upon her face. She looked at him, ready to kill both men at this point, however Jack's resolve in wanting to make things right was an interesting excuse to keep her from rampaging. "So... you think you can clean your slate huh?" She turns to the guard's horrified face, who began to raise a whistle to alert others in the deeper cells! Before he could, she slammed him against the wall again, being sure his head hit the stones with enough power to give the guard a concussion before she let him go to deal with Jack.

The guard slid down the surface of the wall in a daze, before blacking out, to which then Reiri turned, yanking her hair away from Jack, before grabbing the boy's wrist and pulled him against her in a tight embrace!

She held one of his arms up, and pinned the other at his side, her breasts flat on his chest and her eyes level with his! Large, glowing red eyes glaring into his blue eyes, her fangs glinting while she spoke to him without any personal space. "Cute... you think you can clean yourself of your deeds with your newfound freedom, eh? Remember who freed you next time you decide to yank my hair, or tell me what to do again, mortal. I can drain you of everything if I so felt the need..." she threatened, before pushing him lightly away, his back hitting the iron bars. "...and you're welcome by the way." She pouts, turning to face the fallen guard.

He was wearing some basic armor, not even the magically enhanced stuff. His lot was to overlook prisoners who lacked magical combat or combat abilities in general, so his gear was junk. Her eyes glanced at the pair of blades behind his silk belt, and she pulled them away with ease before turning to Jack. "You know how to use these?" She asked, tossing him both the Katana and Wakizashi. "We may come into trouble ahead, best you take them out using the blunt side if you want to avoid blood shed. There may be a chance we cannot avoid violence." she explained.

Jack was tight lipped as the woman threatened him, his pulse increasing as she made her intent clear, before pushing him back! He grunts, rubbing the back of his head before she tossed him the guard's swords. He caught both the long and short curved blades with each hand, giving them a slight inspection before slipping them behind his belt. "Sorry... and thanks, Reiri..." he shrugged, realizing he had almost forgotten her name. Then again, she was draining my blood when she introduced herself... He mentally pointed out, sighing. He looked at her... naked state. It was clear she didn't really need a weapon, but found her thong clad behind and bouncing, barely contained medium breasts... distracting. He looked away, flustered while adjusting the blades on his left hip, coughing nervously. "*Ahem*, well rest ass-assured I've had my share of training. I'm well versed in tits use-its use!" he explained, nervously gulping. His eyes darted back to her, doing his best to keep his eyes on her scary glowing garnet gaze.

Jack McKelly wrote:Jack was tight lipped as the woman threatened him, his pulse increasing as she made her intent clear, before pushing him back! He grunts, rubbing the back of his head before she tossed him the guard's swords. He caught both the long and short curved blades with each hand, giving them a slight inspection before slipping them behind his belt. "Sorry... and thanks, Reiri..." he shrugged, realizing he had almost forgotten her name. Then again, she was draining my blood when she introduced herself... He mentally pointed out, sighing. He looked at her... naked state. It was clear she didn't really need a weapon, but found her thong clad behind and bouncing, barely contained medium breasts... distracting. He looked away, flustered while adjusting the blades on his left hip, coughing nervously. "*Ahem*, well rest ass-assured I've had my share of training. I'm well versed in tits use-its use!" he explained, nervously gulping. His eyes darted back to her, doing his best to keep his eyes on her scary glowing garnet gaze.

Reiri raised a brow, arms crossed before inspecting herself, then returning her lurid gaze back to him. "Something the matter with my attire Jack? I suppose this garb is a bit revealing-" she says, pulling at the straps of her bikini's top, her breasts jiggling almost loose! She then let the black straps snap back down, causing them to bounce. She returned her large red eyes upon his flustered face and smirked. "-you're really not accustomed to the presence of nubile half naked women. Heh, I wonder how you'd function should I be naked~" She teased, giggling cruelly as she sexily strode past him, wiggling her hips. "Come now, stop staring at my ass and let us leave this place before more guards are sent to collect us."

Jack became flustered, as the thought of seeing Miss Reiri naked was... encouraging, however the teasing tone made him grumble nervously. Baited by her swinging hips, he groaned at her calling him out for looking. How could I not? You're wearing a thong and swinging your hips like no tomorrow! His mind screamed. He shook his head, sighing heavily, before following after her. "I've seen my fair share, its just not often you meet someone with such confidence to... pull off what you do." he admits, tagging alongside her.

Jack McKelly wrote:Jack became flustered, as the thought of seeing Miss Reiri naked was... encouraging, however the teasing tone made him grumble nervously. Baited by her swinging hips, he groaned at her calling him out for looking. How could I not? You're wearing a thong and swinging your hips like no tomorrow! His mind screamed. He shook his head, sighing heavily, before following after her. "I've seen my fair share, its just not often you meet someone with such confidence to... pull off what you do." he admits, tagging alongside her.

She paused, her head glancing back and over her shoulder at him. "Pull off? Like this?" She mused, pulling away her top from behind; the slopes and outer curves of her smallish breasts bounced freely, yet denied the young man a proper view of her jiggling assets. "Or did you mean, like this?" She asked, her hands yanking down the corners of her thong!



She acted surprised, but internally found it amusing how mortals could be so easily distracted by such simple things. Not that she wasn't capable of feeling embarrassment, it was just that seeing him squirm brought her a measure of pleasure.

Jack stopped in his tracks, and felt simultaneously overcharged and drained of energy upon seeing Reiri in such an... exposed state. "Ah... heh.." he stumbled with his words, half turning away from her back, trying his best not to look at her, which was... hard. Like other places...

"O-ohkay, not sure what your trying to do aside from playing cruel, I-I think tits-ITS BEST WE MOVE ON!" He exclaimed, closing his eyes as he rushed past her, his face as red as her eyes! He wasn't sure where he was headed, given his tightly shut eyes, but as he rushed forward, hoping she'd not see other... bulging features, he added: "W-weren't you the one who said I was stalling staring at your ass? Now you're purposely holding us up..."

She stood there, naked, amused by his response though it was one she predicted but with a small fangy smile it confirmed her satisfaction. She watched as he passed, her eyes upon his throbbing neck, pulsating with blood as well as his... 'other neck'. She giggled darkly, shaking her head at how, again, easy it was to manipulate the bodily functions of the similar bodied humans. She would imagine others of her kind would chastise her actions as barbaric or even down right scandalous, but only because a human was involved without any sort of benefit gained from her efforts- other than her witnessing the boy turn crimson with delicious life blood and his demeanor.

However, she was also surprised by his fortitude to keep his eyes closed while passing her. She cupped her lips, calling out to him: "You're about to hit a wall, Jackie." she cooed, playfully, teasingly.

Jack paused, grumbling to himself as he stood there, unsure whether or not to believe her. She was right before she decided to heavily play games with him, they should get out of the dungeons before the other samurai or perhaps even the 'new guard' caught wind of this escape. Unlike the rank and file, they were supposed to be more 'modernized' with guns that didn't date back to the Scar'd Era. "Hrm..." he grumbled, slowly opening his eyes. "Okay lets get going then..." he says with a nervous and tired tone.

"Ah, so playtime ends eh? No fair, I was beginning to enjoy this.." she says now before him, a Beijionese uniform top applied to her torso now, a pair of black panties between her legs.



"Well, I suppose you are prioritizing logically enough. I suppose I'll oblige." She says, turning away as her skirt materializes... seemingly from no where, as if like a phantom. A decent view of her behind is quickly shown off, before her long skirt's folds fall across her well rounded bum:



"Heh, well then," she turned to him abruptly, her narrow eyes focused upon his.



"I suggest you make use of what limited capabilities you have, combined with what little extra power you've gained from drinking my blood. Its temporary, but you're somewhat less human and more ghoul at the moment. If your dead sure on going a 'non-lethal' route to the palace guards we encounter, try not to go 'too far', even a non-lethal implement with the right amount of force can prove very fatal. Especially to the squishy mortals." she explained with some arrogance.

Reiri Kamura wrote:"Ah, so playtime ends eh? No fair, I was beginning to enjoy this.." she says now before him, a Beijionese uniform top applied to her torso now, a pair of black panties between her legs.



"Well, I suppose you are prioritizing logically enough. I suppose I'll oblige." She says, turning away as her skirt materializes... seemingly from no where, as if like a phantom. A decent view of her behind is quickly shown off, before her long skirt's folds fall across her well rounded bum:



"Heh, well then," she turned to him abruptly, her narrow eyes focused upon his.



"I suggest you make use of what limited capabilities you have, combined with what little extra power you've gained from drinking my blood. Its temporary, but you're somewhat less human and more ghoul at the moment. If your dead sure on going a 'non-lethal' route to the palace guards we encounter, try not to go 'too far', even a non-lethal implement with the right amount of force can prove very fatal. Especially to the squishy mortals." she explained with some arrogance.

Jack stumbled back upon opening his eyes, not expecting to see her in front of him when he had just heard her speak behind him. He watched with some awe as her clothes seemed to materialize like smoke, though her butt was also something awe inspiring on its own. He frowned, tired of the teasing and felt a little more relieved that she was wearing clothes now, but found her choice of clothing odd. "Is that a high school uniform?" he blinked, pretty sure it was a Beijionese uniform since he had attended himself prior to making a career with Boontai.

He was then given a condescending warning, about not using his full strength given he was now what she referred to as a 'ghoul'. He blinked. "Wait, am I undead now?!" He exclaimed, freaking out at the prospect.

Reiri raised a brow back. "Undea-wha? No. Not that kind of ghoul... well, yet anyhow. If you drank much more blood perhaps, though its rare. Only corpses filled with vampire blood are what you consider 'undead' and those who are bit afterward and so on and so forth." she explained, before sighing and cutting to the chase. "You're a human hopped up on vampire blood, you will have, for a short while, powers similar to a vampire... sorta. Not really the same, just enhancements to your senses and strength, speed, dexterity, etc." she corrected. She smirked mischievously and giggled. "It supposedly also enhances sexual experience to a degree, but don't ask me if that is a true fact or not." She teased.

He stared at her wearily, before looking at his open palms. "Oh... so I'm temporarily on vampire steroids. Awesome." he says with a semi-sarcastic tone. It wasn't something he had ever looked into, but he was going to ignore her last remark for at this point he knew she was simply baiting him for reactions. He closed his eyes and sighed, adjusting the daisho on his hip.

He opens his eyes, turning to face the bend of the corridor ahead of them which would probably lead them upwards... but a part of him remembered that the Empress had an escape tunnel that had lead out the base of the mountain and towards the coast... and it cut through the dungeons and went downward.

"The Empress supposedly has an escape tunnel that cuts through the dungeon depths. Its supposed to lead to the coast, and due to its secretive nature I would bet its not patrolled by guards. My father told me about it, as has the Empress herself. But I've never seen the passage myself, and we would have to find it soon." he states, turning to Reiri once more, wondering what her opinion would be on the subject.

Reiri raised a brow. "Is that so? Good luck finding it then. We vampire are not like Spriggen who have a natural intuitive sense for treasure hunting and dungeoneering. However..." she clears her throat, walking towards one of the stone walls, placing her hand upon it gently. She smirked inwardly. "I have some dungeoneering training. How was I able to complete a bestiary otherwise?" she explains, feeling the stonework for subtle vibrations. "I would imagine it would be cave like, not too ornate... just functional." she continues to theorize, her tone hushed yet loud enough to be heard while she walked along the wall, her finger tips dragging lightly against the stone work. "I'd like to speculate that there may be bats living within its tunnels, should there be an opening to the coast. However, since it leads to the coast, it is equally possible for it to be sealed on that end to keep the hide tide rolling in.... unless its not that close to the coast. No, I'd imagine it wouldn't be sealed, perhaps disguised or disused for a quick escape would be hindered by such barriers if it is still a feasible escape tunnel." Reiri rambles, muttering to herself.

Suddenly, she pauses. Reiri's body glows a dull red briefly, and then after another moment of silence the flapping of leathery wings approaches! A small bat squeaks, hovering in Reiri's presence as if like a vassal to a noble Lady. She turns to the bat, reaching out like one would reach for a trained bird, and like a bird it lands on her index finger, hanging upside down peacefully and loyally! "Thank you for answering me," Reiri begins, speaking directly to the bat. "I know that it is early, but would you mind leading me and this mortal to the exit? We mean the one used by you and your family." she asks, with a gentle and harmonious tone. The bat remains idle for a moment longer, before it squeaks again, and flaps its wings, flying into the darkness of the dungeon's halls.

"Hm." she grins, turning toward Jack again. "Our new friend will lead the way. He'll let us know of any danger should we face it, but he's promised to show us an exit we will be able to make use of." With that, Reiri turns to the direction of the bat's flight path and followed the small, fuzzy creature.

Reiri Kamura wrote:Reiri raised a brow. "Is that so? Good luck finding it then. We vampire are not like Spriggen who have a natural intuitive sense for treasure hunting and dungeoneering. However..." she clears her throat, walking towards one of the stone walls, placing her hand upon it gently. She smirked inwardly. "I have some dungeoneering training. How was I able to complete a bestiary otherwise?" she explains, feeling the stonework for subtle vibrations. "I would imagine it would be cave like, not too ornate... just functional." she continues to theorize, her tone hushed yet loud enough to be heard while she walked along the wall, her finger tips dragging lightly against the stone work. "I'd like to speculate that there may be bats living within its tunnels, should there be an opening to the coast. However, since it leads to the coast, it is equally possible for it to be sealed on that end to keep the hide tide rolling in.... unless its not that close to the coast. No, I'd imagine it wouldn't be sealed, perhaps disguised or disused for a quick escape would be hindered by such barriers if it is still a feasible escape tunnel." Reiri rambles, muttering to herself.

Suddenly, she pauses. Reiri's body glows a dull red briefly, and then after another moment of silence the flapping of leathery wings approaches! A small bat squeaks, hovering in Reiri's presence as if like a vassal to a noble Lady. She turns to the bat, reaching out like one would reach for a trained bird, and like a bird it lands on her index finger, hanging upside down peacefully and loyally! "Thank you for answering me," Reiri begins, speaking directly to the bat. "I know that it is early, but would you mind leading me and this mortal to the exit? We mean the one used by you and your family." she asks, with a gentle and harmonious tone. The bat remains idle for a moment longer, before it squeaks again, and flaps its wings, flying into the darkness of the dungeon's halls.

"Hm." she grins, turning toward Jack again. "Our new friend will lead the way. He'll let us know of any danger should we face it, but he's promised to show us an exit we will be able to make use of." With that, Reiri turns to the direction of the bat's flight path and followed the small, fuzzy creature.

He groaned, and was about to speak up when she cut him off with her 'however'. He blinks, watching her inspect the walls, walking as she spoke of her training in dungeoneering. What is she doing? He thought, while the vampire mumbled to herself, dragging her fingers across the wall in a slow deliberate manner. She brought up bats, which would make sense given how dark these dungeons were and how unkempt and cave like they were. In fact, they were far above standard means expressed in other areas of Galiavan, appearing even medieval and garish for the present time period. Its then, a squeak caught Jack's ears, and a bat appeared before Reiri, just noticing her body glowing. "Whoa... Vampires can communicate with bats?" he gasped, amazed by the ability the vampire possessed. The cute little creature flapped its webbed wings and began to lead them, or so Reiri suggested. Jack silently follows, awaiting an answer from Reiri as he took to her side. "That easy huh?" he added at last.

Jack McKelly wrote:

Reiri Kamura wrote:Reiri raised a brow. "Is that so? Good luck finding it then. We vampire are not like Spriggen who have a natural intuitive sense for treasure hunting and dungeoneering. However..." she clears her throat, walking towards one of the stone walls, placing her hand upon it gently. She smirked inwardly. "I have some dungeoneering training. How was I able to complete a bestiary otherwise?" she explains, feeling the stonework for subtle vibrations. "I would imagine it would be cave like, not too ornate... just functional." she continues to theorize, her tone hushed yet loud enough to be heard while she walked along the wall, her finger tips dragging lightly against the stone work. "I'd like to speculate that there may be bats living within its tunnels, should there be an opening to the coast. However, since it leads to the coast, it is equally possible for it to be sealed on that end to keep the hide tide rolling in.... unless its not that close to the coast. No, I'd imagine it wouldn't be sealed, perhaps disguised or disused for a quick escape would be hindered by such barriers if it is still a feasible escape tunnel." Reiri rambles, muttering to herself.

Suddenly, she pauses. Reiri's body glows a dull red briefly, and then after another moment of silence the flapping of leathery wings approaches! A small bat squeaks, hovering in Reiri's presence as if like a vassal to a noble Lady. She turns to the bat, reaching out like one would reach for a trained bird, and like a bird it lands on her index finger, hanging upside down peacefully and loyally! "Thank you for answering me," Reiri begins, speaking directly to the bat. "I know that it is early, but would you mind leading me and this mortal to the exit? We mean the one used by you and your family." she asks, with a gentle and harmonious tone. The bat remains idle for a moment longer, before it squeaks again, and flaps its wings, flying into the darkness of the dungeon's halls.

"Hm." she grins, turning toward Jack again. "Our new friend will lead the way. He'll let us know of any danger should we face it, but he's promised to show us an exit we will be able to make use of." With that, Reiri turns to the direction of the bat's flight path and followed the small, fuzzy creature.

He groaned, and was about to speak up when she cut him off with her 'however'. He blinks, watching her inspect the walls, walking as she spoke of her training in dungeoneering. What is she doing? He thought, while the vampire mumbled to herself, dragging her fingers across the wall in a slow deliberate manner. She brought up bats, which would make sense given how dark these dungeons were and how unkempt and cave like they were. In fact, they were far above standard means expressed in other areas of Galiavan, appearing even medieval and garish for the present time period. Its then, a squeak caught Jack's ears, and a bat appeared before Reiri, just noticing her body glowing. "Whoa... Vampires can communicate with bats?" he gasped, amazed by the ability the vampire possessed. The cute little creature flapped its webbed wings and began to lead them, or so Reiri suggested. Jack silently follows, awaiting an answer from Reiri as he took to her side. "That easy huh?" he added at last.

"Its not that simple, and no... its a unique trait I developed over the centuries." She explained, looking back at him with a haughty smirk. "Its true, that some of the elder and noble bloods can transfigure themselves into bats, but they may not be able to communicate with them like I can. I could tell you about all the standard tricks vampires can perform, but its Gods-awfully boring and would take much time to go over in detail. The little one will lead us to an opening we can use." she further explained, before adding: "Oh and he says there are men approaching, so we best hurry along now~" She sang sweetly.

The footfalls ahead of them stopped abruptly, before the clicking of heeled boots echoed through the maze like structure of the dungeon's halls. Suddenly there seemed to be a confrontation of sorts...

"Intruder! Hold it right there! You can't go in there! Wai... *SPLACK*!"

"AH! Shingo! No!! Wa wait no no NO! HURK! *CRACK*!"

"Oh Gods... no no! PLEAS--*SHINK*"


There was the crackling of a radio, and the scuttling of someone in heavy armor dragging across the floor, as if backing away from those clicking heels.

"C-control! We need back.... Gruglglgllll! Ssssssslink.... *Thud*" The dying voice echoed with a hiss.

"Prison Squad D, respond? What is happening down-*ZPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTT!*" The crackle and pop as a foot crushed the remains of the sparking radio. Reiri would have already smelled the blood, perhaps even Jack due to his enhanced senses due to the leech's blood...

The clicking heels stopped....

Sniff.... sniff....

The sound of someone, sniffing, not like they had a cold... but as if they were smelling something.

"Hrahhhh....! Heh heh heh...." Came a low, ghoulishly cruel chuckle. The image painted both their minds briefly of the beast which lay in wait ahead of them:



"F O U N D.... Y O U."

"Oh... wait, the 'little one'? You mean the bat?" He says with some ignorance, before the mention of the men approaching made him groan. "Oh great! Just our luck they arrive when we're on our way-" he then heard the voices. His boots ground against the cobble floor to a stop, his hand reaching out and grasping Reiri's, forcing her to a stop as well. He placed a single finger to his lips, his ears thanks to her blood were picking up some... disturbing shit ahead of them.

"You... hear that?" He asked, in a low whisper. The voices of at least four samurai being cut down by some unknown assailant, the clicking of boot heels... then.. the harsh, rancid gasp. Following that, was the eerie sing song tone of a woman saying 'Found you'.

He paled. "Wh-who and what is that?" he gasped, gripping her wrist tight.