Shadows of Doubt - Vanya

Tid: Kl 23:15
Sted: En lille lysning
Vejr: Køligt men klart, ingen skyer
Deltager: @Vanya
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It was in the middle of the night, weeks had passed since the episode that Jaxson didn't ever want to think about, and still, he wasn't completely out of the woods yet. He'd taken on more job responsibilities, and he was going out to "party", maybe too much. But it took all the nasty thoughts away and that was good for him. He didn't want to think, all he wanted to do was busy himself with all sorts of things, go to sleep tired enough to fall asleep within seconds and then start a new very stressful day.

But at the same time his hunger for fresh blood had increased. Blood bags were enough to feel full, but not even remotely enough to be satisfied, and Jaxson had rejected all offers of blood directly from its source. He never wanted to take that kind of risk ever again, but it also made him really prickly and angry. And so he'd chosen to go here, to the Deadwood forest, in an attempt to cleanse his mind and find some kind of peace. Maybe some food not coming from a human being.
By the time he reached a small clearing he had sucked a small bird dry of blood and quickly cleaned all the blood off himself. But that one small bird wasnt enough. He was still hungry and clearly agitated as he walked back and forth in the clearing, almost like a lion trapped in a cage. Until his sharpened senses heard footsteps not of an animal approaching. He looked around but couldn't see anyone yet because of the fog.
"Who's that?" he asked, alert.

No one was happy about her sneaking out of the mansion. But she found herself getting more and more restless lately. Feeling all the sorrow, fear and intense paranoia that came from the mansion was to hard to handle sometimes. Vanya usually ran the same tracks in the forest, in worst case of something happening her father could track her. But there was something off with her track rote tonight so she stopped. There was a thick fog roaming the woods, and Vanya had always been one for exploring the unknown - one of the reasons she liked being in this time, nothing was like it seemed. It kept her restless soul entertained.  Vanya walked into the fog and it didn't take long before she had passed the worst of the fog. The hybrid looked around and then stopped again. Blood was in the air, but it wasn't from any human or delicate creature. It was an animal. And fear pumped in the air, but she wasn't sure if it belonged to the place or a person - or even the animals around. There was so silent in this part of the woods, and she wasn't even sure she had been before.
Then a voice asked out who was there. Vanya recognized the voice and frowned a bit before stepping closer.
"It's me," she crossed her arms a little. "What are you doing out here?" Vanya took a deep breath in and moved her doe eyes over him. Then she took a look around, this was no place for a snack break. The woods here was creeping her out, something bad had happened here.

It wasn't long before he smelled the familiar - yet as always, very unfamiliar - smell of the very young woman Vanya. They'd met before and he had helped her even though he wasn't exactly the best at handling emotional stuff. Which was stupid because he was literally a walking emotion-radar.
As he was right now, sensing that Vanya wasn't very fond of being in this exact place in the forest. He turned around towards her voice and met her eyes, his own face almost void of any expressions. He hadn't turned off his human side, but it was still kind of difficult staying in touch with it because it hurt when he did, but right now he was as human as a vampire could get.. Well, bloodlust aside.

"There's supposed to be no people out here," Jaxson declared, putting his hands in his pockets, strolling "casually" towards the younger woman. He'd come here to avoid all kinds of interactions with sentient beings, but appearently the forest wasn't as empty as he thought. Although, he didn't mind Vanya being here. "How have you been doing?" there was genuine curiousity in his question because he'd grown fond of Vanya in a way nobody else could claim. She was almost like family to him and if anyone dared threaten her, Jaxson knew how protective he could become before he'd become like this. Now? He wasn't so sure how he would react. Probably with even more violence than before, and that frightened him.