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Surfruaa had dozed off completely earlier, rubbing her eyes lightly and grumbling to herself. "What? Whatta we doin'?" She asked tiredly, arching her spine and letting it pop noisily.

Surfruaa and took a long drag from her cig and ignored the man, stumbling to one side and covering her eyes.

"Look at my skin for fuck's sake, do I look like I get sunburnt much?!" She snapped, gritting her teeth. "Like ya said I'm a newblood anyways,"

Surfruaa stumbled into the room rather clumsily, dropping her bag and landing on her front with a light grunt. She grumbled and groaned tiredly and rubbedher neck as she stood up, glancing up at the bright being and squinting. "Bloody 'ell, turn it down, mate!"

"I'm good thanks. If we're thinkin' o' childish nicknames for each other can I call you Klebold? Y'know, like that edgy lad that killed alotta people. For NO reason?" Surfruaa scoffed and lit a cigarette. "Or what about one o' those people that only kill n' 'ate a certain race, like...I'unno...

Surfruaa scowled and dragged her nails over the flat side of her blade, scraping the metal off ever so slightly. "I mean it mate. I ain't a killer but there's a first time for everythin'."

Surfruaa wiped the blood from her nose and tried again, glancing around the room as she did so. Suddenly, a clear, dark red shield formed around her and made a strange 'voomph!' noise. She grinned and hummed lightly before sitting down, crossing her legs.

"Ohhhh yeh, y'know. Some magical bein' appeared before me very eyes n' offered me immortality n' effortless riches." Surfruaa rolled her eyes, shaking her head a little. "Was bit in an alley." She growled. "An' trust me, you call my that n' you won't 'ave a tongue for long."

"Well there ain't anyone with me, issere? And it ain't a pack. We ain't animals, we're people." The young woman frowned, tossing her cig butt to one side and slouching against the fridge.

"Mate, you're gonner end up gettin' gutted with an attitude like that. Pompous bastard..." Surfruaa scowled and hissed as she made her way back to the kitchen, emptying the cabinets and drawers and stuffing packets of instant-noodles and raw meat into her bag.

"Why should I tell you that? All I know it could be for ya list!" Surfruaa grinned devilishly, snickering to herself and gliding the tip of her knife over her finger. "I ain't tellin' you anythin' 'til I think the time is right. Right?"

Surfraa blinked and cocked a brow as she listened to the teacher, glancing around once she finished talking. Nervously, she gritted her teeth and tensed up, straining quietly. Instead of a bubble forming around her, she got a nosebleed. "Oh for piss' sake..." She hissed, wiping her nose and...

"Naaaaaah mate, nah. The bad ones are just 'idin', waitin' to snag yer off one-by-one." Surfraa chuckled, buffing the scuff-marks off of her newly-acquired blade. "An' believe me, they will. I've seen it 'appen before."

"Lookin' for food like any other smart person." Surfruaa smirked, taking a long drag and muffling a small cough as she glanced over the three, scuffing her boots against the floor. @TriBrutal @Cheesesandwitch @Queen of Fantasy

"Nah, I 'aven't. Not when there are plenty o' bodies n' animals around." She shuddered, gulping to herself. "I ain't a killer, but you sure as 'ell are though, eh? What if all the lovers n' friends n' family o' those YOU killed swarmed ya? You'd be fucked." Surfruaa grinned. suddenly dropping...

Surfruaa cringed when she heard the man's remark, shaking her head. "Issat what you do? Just kill innocent people to make stupid lists n' tallies? There's summin' wrong wi' ya, mate." She chuckled, staying put on the ceiling. "'Aven't even said anythin' to ya. Just asked is anyone was 'ere and...

The young woman huffed tiredly and snarled again when she heard a gunshot and voices further down the hallway, without hesitation she began to crawl up and cling into the ceiling, glaring down at the floor and gritting her teeth. "'o's there?!" She snapped, her cockney accent becoming rather...

Surfruaa was scampering around inside the same building, crouching and hunching over as she shovelled through the lower drawers of the kitchen for food. She snarled softly and shook her head, pulling herself up with a light groan before sparking her cig, shuddering. Shakily she reached out to...

Name: Surfruaa Age: Appears to be 17. Gender: Female Species: New-Blooded Vampire Powers: N/A Personality: Surfruaa tends to keep to herself whenever possible, usually avoiding large groups of people unless there's no other way to her destination. She can be aggressive at times as well...