[Jaykobell]

In the vast, luxurious city, there was one young girl who could be seen storming through the streets. Probably a very elegant and beautiful girl when smiling, at that moment, her face was red with rage and her expression was equally furious. She looked like she was close to blowing up at any moment, and many a stranger gave her some strange looks. Those people didn't matter to her; the girl just stormed past all of them, not caring a single bit if she accidentally bumped against one of them as she walked.

She stopped by an alleyway, one that lead to a cul-de-sac. Some trash cans sat on the sides of the two buildings, along with a few boxes, but it was actually relatively clean for an empty, dirty alleyway. Such was the level of cleanliness that was the rich city of Lamenolai.

The girl turned into that alleyway, and then stopped in her tracks for a moment. After a few seconds, she just allowed herself to blow up, literally growling as she kicked the nearest trashcan down on the ground. It resonated with a loud pang as it landed, but even that level of noise wasn't enough to snap the girl out of her anger. "Ugh!" She continued to kick the trashcan, and it continued to roll and clank loudly as she did so. "I can't take this!"

After a few more minutes, she sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall of one of the buildings as she brought her knees to her head and lay her face against them. She held them tight with her arms as she cried out of anger, frustration, rage, indignation, and many other things. Her emotions were out of control at the moment, and all she could do to air them out was to cry, scream, kick, punch, and all around just flail until the emotions subsided. And at that rate, they weren't about to subside as quickly as she wanted them to.

"It's always the same story with him," she blurted out awkwardly through her tears, just talking to herself and venting out her festered emotions. "All the time! He can't even understand what it's like!" She sniffed and gasped through her tears, exposing her heart to nobody but herself.

[Baconwizard]

Well, there was one other person. The demon stared at the angered girl with a bored look, watching as the girl kicked the trashcan and burst out into tears. Samael sighed, then pulled out a watch from his coat pocket. It was moving too fast, and counter-clockwise, but the demon seemed to be able to read it. Leaning back against the shadowed wall, Samael watched the girl for a little while longer. He could meddle in his own affairs... but was it really worth it to nose his way into some dramatic girl's tantrum? Samael didn't want to get smacked. He sighed, rubbing his cheek as if he was already anticipating the sting, or remembering some long-forgotten blow. Still... there was something different about this girl, Samael could tell. Throwing caution to the winds, Samael stepped forward, appearing in the afternoon sunlight. "Excuse me, miss," he murmured, stopping a few feet away from the girl. "Are you alright?"

[Jaykobell]

She rubbed her face against her knees, sniffing; gradually, her tears started to subside and quiet down. She was still upset, and she was still indignant over what had happened, and she was still crying; but she was a bit more tolerable, even if only for the unfortunate passersby of the street that bordered that empty alleyway.

She didn't exactly go out in the city on her own very often at all, so the last thing she wanted was to get the attention of a stranger. Sounding so enraged and acting so violently, she'd expected no one to approach her during her temper tantrum. Even the few people who knew her sometimes got nervous around her when she got legitimately upset.

When she heard a voice speaking to her, her first reaction was to jump. Her head sprung up from her knees, and she awkwardly pushed herself away from the source of the voice: a gentleman who stood just a few feet away from her. She looked up at him with bloodshot eyes, and a face that was far from being presentable, covered in tears and snot. For a split second, as she recoiled from the stranger, there was fear that crossed her eyes. It then changed into more anger as she tried to rub her face clean with her arm — well, as clean as she could possibly make it — and then gave the stranger a glare. "It's... it's none of your business," she spat, picking up her knees up to her chin once again, holding them tight in her arms. "Leave me alone." That translated to a roundabout "no", but whether or not the stranger would put two and two together was entirely up to him. There was something about that stranger that she didn't like, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

[I swear she's more than just a token emo teenager, promise. :,D]

[Baconwizard]

Samael raised an eyebrow at that, an unimpressed look flashing across his impassive face. Mentally, he added 'rude' to the list of adjectives he was compiling about this Mystery Girl. There he was, acting out of the goodness of his heart, and she turned him down flat. If there was anything that Samael hated, it was someone disrespecting his good intentions. Not that any of his intentions were good, in the first place...

He shrugged his shoulders, his outward appearance displaying none of the emotions he was feeling. On the outside, Samael was quite positive that he was exuding an aura of apologetic reluctance. Quickly making up a lie, Samael put his hands in his pockets and hunched his shoulders, shifting back and forth on his feet. "I would, but... you kind of kicked my trashcan." Samael glanced at the trashcan that was sprawled a good distance away, a big dent in the side.

[Jaykobell]

[HOW DO YOU RP SO FAAAAAAAAAAST.]

She had expected the strange man to leave her, either because she'd been rude or because of her nasty attitude.

But then he turned the whole situation on its head when he told her that she'd been kicking his trashcan. "Wh... what?" In a matter of a split second, her attitude had completely turned around. She sounded like she didn't believe him at first, until she turned to look over at the beat up trashcan she'd abused just a few minutes prior. It was only then that she realized that she'd probably just gotten herself into a lot of trouble.

Her emotions settled down at that point, and instead of feeling anger, she just felt an unbearable amount of embarrassment. Her pale face turned red, and she could hear and feel her heart beating faster. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't bring herself to talk, not even in order to apologize to the stranger. She'd figured the trashcan to be the property of the city, but now she'd damaged someone else's property, and she had no money to replace it or fix it.

"I-I..." She tried to find the words, but she had no idea what to say. She starting to get nervous, because she knew people got agitated when she didn't answer them fast enough. "Ugh..." She lowered her face into her knees again, steeling herself for the man getting upset with her and yelling at her for damaging his property. That was fine. She was used to yelling. Although she couldn't really blame him, because she deserved it, this time. She did genuinely feel bad, but she knew that didn't matter in this world. Whether or not she felt bad, she knew that stranger wouldn't accept that from her.

[Baconwizard]

[Sobs I'm so sorry x'DD]

Samael watched the girl's face change from anger, to confusion, then to embarrassment and regret. He would have laughed, if he wasn't keeping up the facade of an understanding, sympathetic guy. Those people were the most boring to pretend to be. Always quiet and demure, eager to help, modest even. And they always asked for the most in return. Samael looked at the trashcan for a moment, then back at the girl. He let out a big huff of air, reaching up to scratch at his silver locks. "Well, that trash can had it coming," he murmured.

The demon slowly lowered himself down to the ground, leaning against the opposite wall. He smiled at the girl, propping his head on his hands, and his elbow on his knee. "Do you mind telling me what's wrong? There usually is a good reason behind destruction of property."

[Jaykobell]

[Don't make me wave my cane at you, you whippersnapper. >:C And homg Sam you disgusting scumlord, I love you so.]

She had expected the owner to be upset, but she was genuinely surprised when that wasn't his reaction. She glanced at him, raising her head just a little, a bit baffled that he wouldn't be upset over her destroying his trashcan. Well, at least it hadn't been a car or something a lot more expensive, but it was still the principle of the matter.

She was further confused by him sitting down on the opposite side of her, leaning against the wall as well and casually asking her what was wrong a second time. Her arms tightened around her knees, and although she'd been following him with her eyes for a bit, she looked away at that point. "I... Ugh," she mumbled, struggling to find her words, and struggling to find the will to actually talk about what had happened. Just thinking back about it still frustrated her. "I... I got into a fight with someone," she admitted, and only then did she realize how petty it probably sounded to the stranger. "It's... it's always the same story with him," she added, though she wasn't sure how to explain why she'd been fighting with that person to begin with, or what they'd been fighting about. The topic was a little... sensitive.

[Baconwizard]

[I'm making up with the two days I missed replying lololol. And he's such a fart. I'm noticing that he's generally nicer to girls. >:U]

Samael smiled, an understanding light in his eyes, and he slowly nodded his head. He looked down at the ground, as if searching for words. The demon had plenty of words, in reality, but Samael was pretty sure that if he said most of them, the girl would end up exploding again. Or crying. Toying with that idea, Samael looked back at the girl, a wry look on his face. "It's always painful when you get into a fight with someone close to you," he murmured, his fingers toying with the sleeve of his jacket. "It takes a lot of understanding, on both sides, to overcome problems."

[Jaykobell]

"Ugh, I know that!" she snapped at the stranger, sniffing a bit and looking away all the more. The fact people didn't know what to tell her was something that really made her wary to even talk about her problems with others. "He's the one who won't even try to understand anything!" Even when she told him she got it, he would always keep on harping over the same things, over and over and over again. And she was never allowed to feel anything about them, lest he scolds her and makes her "realize" how lucky she was, or some other stupidity.

"He can't even understand what it's like," she added, this time her anger turning more into indignation, making her voice soft and sad. "He has parents. He can't understand."

[Baconwizard]

Samael's eyebrows raised, and he tilted his head at the girl. Ah. Such melodrama. Trying hard not to smirk, Samael leaned back against the wall, his eyebrows turning up into a sympathetic expression. He rubbed his head, as if searching for something to say. "Um... perhaps I can try to understand? If you want to get it off your chest. I might be able to help, if you wish..." Samael's eyes flicked back to the girl's, the earnest expression in his eyes hiding the undertone to his words.

[Jaykobell]

Admittedly, no, she didn't quite feel like talking about that topic with a complete stranger. It was a difficult topic in and of itself even for her, and from all those fights she'd had with her... friend? over the matter, it was difficult to be truly open about it. He always told her to let it go, not to let it bother her, that it didn't really matter. He told her those things, even though there was no way he could understand the problem itself.

Not only that, but there were things about herself that she'd been warned not to tell others — not unless she truly trusted them with that information. That was another thing that made it difficult for her to really interact with anyone, but those things basically covered up her entire identity, and she wasn't happy about that, either. "Ugh. You won't be able to help me," she said flat-out, frowning. "It's... it's complicated," she added as she struggled to find the best way to explain the root of the problem without revealing too much about herself.

"I... I don't have any parents," she finally blurted out, though the words felt forced. "My mom abandoned me when I was just born."

[Baconwizard]

Samael's eyes widened in surprise, then he drew in his expression, his eyes flicking down as he thought. "I see," he murmured, rubbing his chin with one hand. He sighed through his nose, then looked at her, as if apologizing for what he was going to say. "Forgive me for saying this, but that sounds fairly straightforward. Someone who forfeited the right to love you has no reason to hold sway over your emotions." Samael smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "Or was that too harsh?"

[Jaykobell]

The problem was that it wasn't just that.

She started by narrowing his eyes at the stranger, and then she just flat-out glared at him, gritting her teeth. Besides her pale skin, something else stood out about her there, namely a small pair of sharp, pointy canines that definitely weren't a part of a normal human's dentition. No, she hadn't liked that man's answer at all, because it was always the same story from anybody who heard that story of hers. Those who created you just didn't care for you, and didn't love you enough to raise you? Don't let it get you down! Of course not! After all, wasn't it normal for parents to abandon their damn kids? Wasn't it normal for kids to not have the chance to be raised by loving parents who did want them in their lives?

Of course it was. "Don't let it bother you". Of course.

"Ugh, go figure," she snapped, and she struggled herself up from the ground. "Whatever... I'm sorry about your trashcan, okay? What do you want for it?" She crossed her arms and she looked away, the embarrassment coming back again. "I... I don't have any money, but I can get some to pay for another can." She hoped that would be enough to get him off her back. It would earn her another round of scolding if she went back to her... caretaker? in order to beg for money, but she couldn't just go and not fix her blunder with that trashcan. That stranger did seem nice enough, if anything, so she could only hope he would let her get the money, if that were enough for him.

[Baconwizard]

Samael's smile slipped off his face as the girl glared at him––he felt some of his hair singe from the heat of it––and he watched the girl with an impassive expression. He was tired of this game already; Samael wasn't going to babysit some upstart, hormonal orphan. There was something intriguing about her, and that was bugging Samael. "It's not mine," Samael replied in a bored tone, his eyes fixed to the girl's expression. "Tell me, are you a vampire? Except, those pesky vampire clans don't usually abandon their young. Did you get bit and your parents dumped you? There's something off about you, and I want to know what it is."

[Jaykobell]

[Ohohohoho yesssssssssssssss this is what I want. Ohohohohoho. I like him better when he's a scumbag. >:v TEACH HER A LESSON SAM. And ooooh my God, I so want him to meet Elanor... She's legitimately nice, he would have her around his finger so easily. x'D Poor girl. But now it's time for Allovera to tell him to go eff himself. Bwahahah.]

The conversation turned on its head when the stranger's smile faded away, and the moment he stated the trashcan wasn't his. Wait, what? "You scumbag!" she snapped at him, now angry that he'd been leading her along this whole time. She'd actually felt bad for damaging his property!

But she got nervous when he started talking of vampires and of their clans, flat-out asking her if she were one of them. Those questions from eerie enough, and when this stranger had initially started talking to her, she'd felt something weird coming from him. She couldn't put her finger on what it was, especially considering her powers were weaker; but she could tell that he wasn't a vampire, if anything.

"You... I'm not telling you anything else. Are you serious?" she answered him back, even wondering why he would ask that kind of a question. Why should she stick around and talk to some stranger who had been leading her along this whole time? He certainly wasn't the only one to know about the vampire clans, and as tempting as it was to ask questions about them, she didn't want to hang around him any longer. "See you," she huffed at him, turning around and heading out the alleyway. "Or not!"

[GET HER SAM. GET HER.]