(( *rereads the power info several times* ok got it. Umm... can Code just do smoke and fire magic? ))

Code yawned again as he watched her leave. He wondered if it was ok to sleep. She'd seemed pretty cooperative so far but she might end up trying to escape or strangle him in his sleep. He sighed, oh well. He hoped she was rational enough not to try. He stretched out on the floor and closed his eyes. He was too tired to even go upstairs and crawl into one of the beds. He yawned again and waited for sleep to take over.

{{Yeah.}}

Blood began to pick up the various objects. Pictures, several books that were to tattered to read, empty bags of blood from the local blood donar clinic. She placed them into the correct boxes and started looking though the junk. Finally, in the third un-opened box she checked, she found several packs of batteries. Climbing up the staris, she placed the batteries and GameBoy at Code's side and walked to one of the corners of the store, sitting and staring blankly at Code. For the first few minutes, nothing happened, then, pictures danced before her eyes. Dreams. With a jolt, she realized she could read and see thoughts. Blinking, she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin on her right knee cap, still watching Code's dreams.

(( Gah, sorry. I kept trying to type up a post and my comp would always mess it up. forth times' a charm, right? ))

Code muttered something in his sleep. In his dreams he was in a kitchen. The clean tiles and counters, as well as an old wooden stove and bright red wallpaper made it look warm and safe. A thin woman, older than she looked but very beautiful, was standing at a counter, chopping up carrots. She had blond hair, light tanned skin, and a soft, loving face. She looked tired, though, and a bruise ran up her jaw, but it didn't make he look less lovely. She called out a name and Code tried to step forward but couldn't when he saw a young boy run into the room and hug the womans leg. Code took one more longing look at the woman before turning around and shaking his head. He knew it was a dream, a memory, and that's why he knew he couldn't linger. He dug his nails into his arm, waking himself up. In real life, he sat up quickly with a gasp before sighing and shaking his head, trying to get rid of the last bit of sleep.

(( If it's a little choppy, sorry. I kept having to re-write it thanks to my comp ^^; )) 

"Actually, I don't think you muttered at all." She said, unaware that he hadn't said anything about the subject but merely thought about it. "And what I was doing was watching your dream. Well...I guess it was a memory more than a dream..." She trailed off, thinking. Then, shrugging her shoulders, she pointed at the GameBoy and pack of batteries. "You really should be a lot neater. I could hardly see the box where I found the batteries, much less search through it."

{{Uh....what the hell does intrusive mean? Pardon my french...}}

Blood watched Code as he stormed. What did I do wrong? Did I say something offensive? She asked herself. Sighing, she lay on the floor and curled up, falling asleep quickly. This she had been able to do as a human. She had first done it the first night her parent's had fought over somthing. Going to sleep at will took a lot of time to learn. She didn't dream when she did this, but was only half asleep so she could think over alot of things. Why had she been chosen to become a vampire? Why couldn't she at least be able to say good by to her mother? What the hell was wrong with her throat? It was burning. Like she had swollowed fire but the tissue hadn't been damaged.

(( "intruding where one is not welcome or invited" In this case, his mind. ))

Code stared up at the ceiling more. He'd wished he'd had enough sense to grab his GameBoy before leaving. His tennis ball was still downstairs too. Whenever his eyes needed a break from videogames, he would just toss the tennis ball against the wall and catch it on the rebound. It was amazing how he could find the simplest things to keep himself amused.

Suddenly, he said bolt upright in the bed. He had just remembered something that had slipped his mind up until that moment. "Idiot!" he exclaimed, slapping his forehead before dashing back down the stair, taking them four at a time and continuing down to the basement. It took him a bit longer than it should have to find the box he was looking for, Blood seemed to have rearranged his stuff, but he finally found the box and pulled it open. Inside were bags of blood that a friend of his from the blood bank shipped to him when they had blood to spare. They were all fresh, just arrived the other day, so he picked a bag at random and dashed back upstairs to Blood. 

{{Oh. I knew that.}}

Blood blinked open her eyes and sat up, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you were mad at me." She said, eyeing the bag of blood. At the sight of it, the fire in her throat flared. "What's that and what is it for?" She asked around the burn.

{{Phailness.}}

(( Lol ))

"I'm sorry," Code blurted out, looking nervous and embarras-sed, "I totally forgot that'd you'd need to drink this when you woke up. It's blood... human blood. Your throat's been burning right? It's from Thirst. You need to drink this, so just do it." He said. He was speaking very quickly, mortified that he had forgotten such an important thing. He shoved the blood bag at Blood, in a slight rush. 

Blood bit into the corner of the bag and tore it off. Sighing, she quickly drank the dark liquid and, using the back of her hand, wiped the remaining drops away. It tasted good but felt bad. She didn't like drinking it, but if Code made such a big deal about it, it must be important.

{{Time for some action.}}

Blood stood. As soon as she did so, the door was flung open. The vampire that stood in the door way was old. Her hair had turned silver and her skin sagged. Her eyes, oh, what a sight. They were red. Bright red. But even more odd, she was crazed, evil. Her nail had grown into claws, her fangs had been lengthened and sharpened on rock. She stepped forward, one hand stretched out towards the now empty bag of blood, the other, curled into a fist. Blood gasped and backed up against the wall. The vampire growled at her.