The invader had a friend, though Kitja made no suggestion that she realized this. After all, it was best she play the card of ignorance while being manhandled by the marine. "If you think I'm going to help you, you're thicker than your armor." Kitja breathed softly as her lashes fluttered and her attention shifted off towards to destruction littering the square. "You want to assault this city, and cleanse it of whatever you think might be here, and as you've told me, I'm one of these things you're after. Why would I help you?" It was obvious the Kindred had no intention of simply playing tour guide for the invader, and as his accomplice hopped across the rooftops above, her gaze narrowed when returning to the male's chiseled features.
"What else is here? There's no way I believe you've come to New Cappadocia for the sole purpose of harassing my kind. They wouldn't send an army to attack the Camarilla; our council has no enemies in this galaxy." Every time she tried to free her collar, the man's hand returned to it, and she hadn't a clue why he seemed so adamant to touch her. Perhaps that was a good sign, among all these mixed signals she received, but she wasn't so liberal that she would bank her safety on his incessant need to keep a grasp on his captive. "What if I say no? What if I refuse to help you hunt my kind? You want to know of the inhabitants, and of our world, but just so you can kill us-" Kitja paused as a dryness overcame her sense of taste. "...So you can kill me."
What anger remained pumping through her veins was ebbing, but only because the far reaches of the city were still unknown to Kitja. What was happening with the council? The primogen? The Princess? Surely not everyone ended up in such a precarious position as Kitja, though some were likely already gone. The buzz of telepathy was hazy, static-y, and harder to make out than it had been previously when there was a great mob of her kind flocked among the mortals. Now, with the initial dispersion, the Kindred found her ties stretched and distended- trailing through the city like fluttering confetti during a ticker tape parade. All that remained were out of clan, false or otherwise, and they were smart to stay hidden. Upwards in towers, or below in the sewers, blending into the strange fabric of their archaic society.
A hodge podge of the old and the new.
Kitja didn't look like she belonged outside of Earth's colonies. She looked as human as those considered cattle to her kind; it was an indistinguishable facade she wore. Aside from a paleness to her flesh and a strange illumination to her emerald hues, there was really no sign of differentiation between herself and the human presence in the city. "I won't help you kill my kind, as I am sworn to be the hand of judgement in this place, and the only voice I answer to is our Printsessa. I won't break our laws to sate your blood lust, comrade." By this time, he was holding her lifted from the ground with only the tips of her high heels skirting the pavement.
"We have done nothing wrong."
"What else is here? There's no way I believe you've come to New Cappadocia for the sole purpose of harassing my kind. They wouldn't send an army to attack the Camarilla; our council has no enemies in this galaxy." Every time she tried to free her collar, the man's hand returned to it, and she hadn't a clue why he seemed so adamant to touch her. Perhaps that was a good sign, among all these mixed signals she received, but she wasn't so liberal that she would bank her safety on his incessant need to keep a grasp on his captive. "What if I say no? What if I refuse to help you hunt my kind? You want to know of the inhabitants, and of our world, but just so you can kill us-" Kitja paused as a dryness overcame her sense of taste. "...So you can kill me."
What anger remained pumping through her veins was ebbing, but only because the far reaches of the city were still unknown to Kitja. What was happening with the council? The primogen? The Princess? Surely not everyone ended up in such a precarious position as Kitja, though some were likely already gone. The buzz of telepathy was hazy, static-y, and harder to make out than it had been previously when there was a great mob of her kind flocked among the mortals. Now, with the initial dispersion, the Kindred found her ties stretched and distended- trailing through the city like fluttering confetti during a ticker tape parade. All that remained were out of clan, false or otherwise, and they were smart to stay hidden. Upwards in towers, or below in the sewers, blending into the strange fabric of their archaic society.
A hodge podge of the old and the new.
Kitja didn't look like she belonged outside of Earth's colonies. She looked as human as those considered cattle to her kind; it was an indistinguishable facade she wore. Aside from a paleness to her flesh and a strange illumination to her emerald hues, there was really no sign of differentiation between herself and the human presence in the city. "I won't help you kill my kind, as I am sworn to be the hand of judgement in this place, and the only voice I answer to is our Printsessa. I won't break our laws to sate your blood lust, comrade." By this time, he was holding her lifted from the ground with only the tips of her high heels skirting the pavement.
"We have done nothing wrong."
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