Krystal sighs watching him walk off. After a moment she stood and follows. She sits on an arm of a chair close to him "Something bothering you?" she asked kindly. "nothing to be scared of. So whats up?" she hummed softly hoping to calm him.

OOC: sorry short))

He shook his head, looking up at the waxing moon. He felt a strange tingle run down his spine and he quickly turned his back to her, retreating inside. He found a place where he couldn't see the white moon. The hair on his arms raised and he rubbed them, suddenly feeling really cold. He ran a hand through his hair as he took a seat, reaching up to take out his contacts. He looked at them before easily destroying them. With a sigh, he settles into his seat, closing his eyes.

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The vampire watched him carefully "You know I don't bite..."...'hard' she said to him with an added thought. "What seems to bother you? If you worry about hurting me I promise you that it would be a difficult task." was it really. All he had to do was walk out right now, and with that idea scared her. she never cared about any man, well she didn't care about anyone but herself. so why was she trying to please him? "Perhaps you want something to drink?" she asked then a quick adding "and the contacts don't hide your eyes very well" she kicked herself mentally. She was just talking, and she knew it. She bit her lower lip and her eyes looked down.

He looked at her, his head tilted to the side. After a few moments, the raven-haired artist walked up to her. He hesitantly reached out and brought a bit of her har orward, his eyes calculating. After a few moments, he quickly backed away, thankful that his face didn't flush, but his heart-rate did start up again. "That..... is perfect."

Krysta walked on down the stairs and watch him carefully. "Well there's a nice fountain in the back that I wouldn't mind some how using. Thought I'm not an artice or anything. I'll show you to the fountain and you can see what you think." she gave him a kind smile and moved a head gliding along the floor as she walked to the back of the house.

She opened a door showing an old fation garden. There was a small fountain in the middle of the garden. The water sparkled in the moons light. "Full moon tomorrow night" she noted taking a seat on the fountain then looked back to him "So what do you think?"

MArkus looked up at her, careful to keep his face guarded, as well as his eyes. The rim of his pupils was still that of a wolf's, and to a vampire it would be quite obvious that he had contacts in. After a moment, he shook his head, shifting his weight onto his right foot, crossing his arms over his chest. "Not really.... Do you have an idea? I'll do anything you need done." He said this with conviction, his eyes flashing despite the colored contacts.

The door opened slowly but there was no one in his sight. After he stepped in the door closed and a woman's voice came. "she'll be down in a moment." the servant hurried away from the door to another room.

Krystal was at the top of the stairs looking down at him. She had on black jeans, black high heal boots, and a blood red halter top. She smiled seeing him but it faded quickly. She started to walk down the stairs but stopped before she got to the main floor then leaned her elbow on the railing. "Do you have any ideas? You are the painter if you wish anything for the painting I'll go get it." She really didn't have an idea but she always had something in case he didn't have anything.

Markus quickly got dressed in his biker gear, sliding the black leather over his black shirt. He wen outside and jumped onto his Suzuka and took off. He went at as high as the speed limit that it let him. Eventually, he found her house and parked the bike. He took his helmet off and shook out his hair before heading towards the front door, running a hand through his raven-black hair.

Krystal sighs "Markus your not hurting me. Just there's a few things not making since" she told him then added in her directions then added "and if you do this painting it wound be the last time you see me unless you plan spending the whole night here in my house with me" she had a hint of amusement in her tone. Normally that kind of idea made her feel sick. She liked to be by herself but it pleased her as she thought about it. She quickly shook her head. "I'll see you soon" she clicked the phone and sighed waiting for him moving from her room and closing it not wanting him in there. She would like to keep her secret even though she was starting to figure out what he was. Right now she knew he wasn't human.

Markus snatched the phone from his butler and sighed, waiting for it to be picked up. The moment she picked it up, he coudl tell that it was her. "Krystal.... I want to do this last thing for you. After this, I can't be around you. I obviously see that I am hurting you in some way..... I'm sorry, alright? Just tell me the directions and I should be there within the hour. Just listen for the sound of a Suzuka. That'll be me....." Why was saying this was the last time he would see her hurt so bad, even thought he had just met her less than 72 hours before. He shook his head, waiting on her answer.

Krystal watched Markus closely then looked away. The next moment she was looking into his face inches away studying him then was gone setting in the chair again. "This is to much" she hissed and shook her head. She took a breath finally witch was a bad idea. She flinched and looked to the door her eyes turning red. She stood up glancing to him then closed her eyes to hide the red color. When she open them again they were a normal color. "When you wish to come over to talk about the painting please call me and I'll give you directions. Right now I need to go... other.. duties call me" she bowed to him and was out of the room before he could say a word.

The vampire gowned slightly kicking herself mentally. She was an idiot to go into a hospital before she had fed. That was a good way to loose to her 'animal' side. She sighs taking a glass of blood wine to her lips as she stared at the picture Markus drew. Vampires wouldn't be cough dead with a wolf. So why did he put two with her? "Damit" she whispered setting the glass down and looking away "It was just a dream of his" she told herself. So why did it bug her? and worse of all it flattered her. She hissed to herself again and glaired at the phone as it suddenly ringed.