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There's a vampire on a couch over there. Not by the fire, but on that's a little more shadowed. And, like his icon, he's watching the bar from his lazy post.

He hasn't been in the bar very much, but he's in now. And, if he's staring at you, well there's usually a reason.

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"One that must be earned. Know one knows how long it will take for there to be only one but that one will possess the power of every immortal that has come before. It is quite the prize. But the game has been going on for over 5000 years."

"What are the vampires of your world like?" as she knows many different kinds.

"No one has thought that maybe there is no end to it? I mean, do more of your kind popping up as time goes on or is there a set number?"

He gives a small tilt of his head. "Cruel, and mostly loners when it comes to the human world. Some deal in human slave trade." There's a small shrug. "Though, the personalities can range as much as a human's can."

"New immortals are appearing. But not with any frequency. It's how it's always been. The rules of the game are taught to us by those that find us. And there have been those that have suggested such a thing as well as preached to stop the fighting and the killing and they end up dead."

"That is to be expected." she grins. "It's the same for us."

"Well, what some forget is that until there isn't any fighting, even while they preach for peace, they should still fight those who come at them. There will always be opposition, especially to a voice that cries peace."

He nods, a small smile on his lips. "One of the few things that stays with us through the change and long lives."

"And many of us do interact without killing eachother. I rather not fight unless I have to. But I will kill to survive."

Smiling as she rememebrs how Rebecca tried to break her of her bad habit of taking what doesn't belong to her, "Yes somethings don't change even when you become immortal."

"Most that know how precious life is, even when it lasts for thousands of years will kill when backed into a corner. Survival instincts and all that."

He gives a grin. "Gives everyone a distinctive spice to them I think."

"Yes. If everyone were the same life would be so dull." she gives a laugh as her cell phone goes off. Looking at it it's the alarm, "Seems that duty calls. It has been a real pleasure meeting you."

Aubrey gives a small bow of his head. "A very nice pleasure. Take care."

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