'You see? You do not live in the perfect little world you so thought you dwelled...I, am the hunter here, I, am the demon in which haunts your ever present nightmares.'
Adrian placed his quill into its jar and closed his journal, he thought of giving that girl his message now, but, he felt a slight tug in his chest.
He did not want to frighten her anymore than she already was.
So, to solve his dilemma, he decided to tuck it away for now.

"Hey, finally, I've been waiting for hours!"

Nina, figures,... she was Jerald's little pet, his vampire play thing, she was short, had black hair, with 2-3 inches from the bottom cherry red, small waste, hips that slightly flared, and cleavage that never ended.
"What is it this time Nina, need help finding Jerry?"
he said in tone that clearly expressed annoyance and sarcasm.
She had to jog to keep up with him,
"Wait!"
She grabbed his shoulder to stop him.
"No, I need to hunt, buuuuuut, I can't find any juicy ones, can you help me? Please!?"
He sighed and felt as though he could wring her neck for being so irritating.
Why oh why did she have to pick today to hunt?
“Go away,” he muttered.
“Please A.J, pleeeaaase, with bat wings on top???” she begged her hands clasped together, an bouncing to the high heavens.

“If I go with you will you shut up for once?”

“Ok, fine I’ll zip the lip and leave you alone, are you happy now?” she asked sarcastically

She did the whole puppy-dog face thing that was cute but annoying.
“Fine, only if you stop harassing me.” He grumbled.

“Can’t harass the willing!” she squealed.

She about sprinted down the corridor nearly empailing a gargoyle statue at the corner.
Finally, he thought, now he had some thought time, he needed to, no, he wanted to see the girl again, make sure Cavias didn’t get to her. But he knew now that Cavias was watching him closely. He had to appear unaffected by the girl, and not show softness, because softness was a quality that is not aloud.