After many long years of taking part in underground business, Kaiser has earned an infamous title for herself among the criminals of Fiore, though not notorious enough to be recognized and targeted by the opposition...yet. She decided to spend this evening at the casino. Anytime she arrived, there was always a table reserved just for her and anyone she brought along. She didn’t have friends though, so the people she brought were usually business associates or people working for her. Other times it was someone she wanted to eat or fuck.

Lately she hadn’t been doing a lot of work, just a few jobs here and there. She did hire a mercenary to steal a Potion of Blood for her because she was too lazy to do it herself. It was pretty much a suicide mission for anyone who wasn’t a vampire, so the thief was probably dead at this point. No one has ever completed that job for her because they died every time. Those little fuckers had tight security and not a hint of mercy.

Sitting very unladylike at her table all alone, Kaiser puffed an expensive cigar as she observed the gamblers around her. Maybe in a while she would join them, but she was expecting a delivery of cash from one of her clients, and the exchange would happen...any minute now actually. Patience wasn’t one of her virtues, and everybody who knew her well knew that. Fortunately for the courier, they arrived soon after. It wasn’t known to Kaiser whether they were a female or a male...or a human at all. Upon seeing the person who just arrived—for the first time—the vampire placed her cigar on an ashtray and leaned forward, watching her take the seat opposite to hers. The lack of anything that looked like payment on her profile caused an eyebrow to lift.

“Where is the money?” she asked.

The vampire’s caretaker Daryl glanced sideways at his employer, trying to read the situation that was certainly nerve-wracking for him. Kaiser giggled nonchalantly and leaned a few inches forward, her glossy lips curling up into a small smile. “Surprise me,” she said, widening her eyes. She was amused, and that was rare these days. The way her guest spoke was bold and provoking. It excited her. However in the case of the caretaker, it meant nothing but danger. Daryl proceeded to unleash some rapid-fire Boscosi that was a bunch of warnings about the guest and how he felt uneasy about her. “Daryl, stop making a fool of yourself,” was the bitter response he got, but both froze if only for a millisecond upon hearing the stranger’s revelation of what she had brought. It was impossible.

Kaiser blinked as a Potion of Blood was placed on the table between herself and the guest. She couldn’t believe her eyes. If this was some kind of illusionary trick then Kaiser was going to level the place, but...it wasn’t. Wrapping her slender fingers around the bottle, she felt the sanguine liquid call to her. It took no time for her to uncap it and empty the contents into her throat. She felt it course through her veins, like an energy drink times twenty, and awakened her vampiric senses. She felt alive.

Inhaling heavily, the nightwalker smiled. “I have to say I’m...very impressed,” she began, “...and to answer your question...it’s because I’m a vampire. I live off of this shit.” With a side glance, Daryl understood to pay the woman and so he placed a wad of cash in front of her. “No one has ever completed this task. Tell me...how could you of all people accomplish this?” It was hard to ignore the fact that she was quite curious.

Kaiser nodded along as the thief explained the reason for her expertise. Maybe she was right. The vampire did recall taking a few recommendations for some of her more dangerous and difficult tasks. She didn’t normally trust people so easily, but this...this was a huge gain. “Nuala is a very unique name. Let me make a wild guess...you’re not Fiorian?” she smiled knowingly. Observing that his employer wanted the guest to hang around, Daryl left to bring them both some alcoholic drinks. Hopefully Nuala didn’t refuse. Once he returned, Kaiser picked up the champagne flute that was placed in front of her and raised it for a toast. An excellent choice for the occasion, she thought.

“To more successful theft, unending riches and lifelong friendship.” Nuala. After making the toast, she would sip from her flute and set it down on the table. She would remember that name like it was imprinted in her brain, and entrust her with any future work that involved theft, perhaps even more.

The way that Nuala checked each bank note to make sure none of them were faulty or fake put a relieved smile on Kaiser’s face. The idea of having someone so meticulous under her wing eased her mind. At this point Kaiser herself was being extra attentive in scrutinizing the girl. Of course she had already noticed the marks on her face since first glance, but that was nothing compared to other things she had seen before. Dealing in the underground gave her many a chance to meet creatures of all kinds with appearances that were...shocking. In all honesty, Nuala’s face marks were cute and kind of gave her the ‘I’m adorable, but I’ll bite’ look. Before answering her question, she took another—longer—sip of the bubbly alcohol.

“Not at the moment, no. But if you don’t have anything planned for the night, do you want to join me in having some more drinks? You know vampires don’t really sleep so we get pretty lonely later in the night when there’s no one to keep us company.” Kaiser made a slightly sad face to emphasize the ‘lonely’ bit and then gave her a wink.

“Savannah...I’ve never met someone from Savannah,” she noted. Kaiser was glad to see that her companion for the night visibly relaxed. She wouldn’t want her to be unnecessarily alert. Daryl disappeared for the most part of the night, only returning to refill their flutes. Later on in the night, he would spike Kaiser’s with some enchanted blood to keep her from wanting to go out to feed. That would ruin the delightful evening that she was having with Nuala. “Oh there’s plenty more from where that came from...these people will get me anything  I want,” she said, in reference to the ‘sparkly wine’. Kaiser wasn’t really the kind of person who likes to boast about things like people giving special treatment to her because of her achievements, but sometimes it just rolled off her tongue when she was explaining something to someone.

Kaiser was all about making connections and tonight she was doing exactly that. Being a successful and powerful woman herself, she loved to see other women succeed in their careers or whatever they did, and Nuala was one such woman, propelling the vampire to want to keep her in her close circle. It was a strange and definitely new feeling, but a good one nonetheless. She had a vision, one that she couldn’t accomplish on her own, although that was how she preferred to operate most of the time. Hearing Nuala’s question about her kind made her scrunch up her face a bit, because she wasn’t exactly ‘friends’ with the other vampires in the area. In fact, she just realised that she had never even met another vampire before. She assumed that most of them would be intimidated by her, but she never really attempted to find out if that was really the case or not.

“Good question...I have never really met another vampire throughout my lifetime as one. And to answer your question of ‘who’ I am...I guess you could say I’m one of those underground professional gamblers who are rich enough to host gambling houses but not really interested in settling in one place. I also take and give jobs, which is the reason we’re meeting,” she smiled before taking another sweet sip.

The vampire leaned back in her cushioned seat, taking a deep breath before sitting back up straight. What she said next were things she herself was unsure of, even though Kaiser had never been unsure of the things she said ever before, “Would you be interested in  being a part of...something like a business later on. I have plans but...I have yet to flesh it out and bring on more members. With your talents...I’m sure you’ll be a great addition.” The words she spoke were stitched together in haste to convey the vague idea that she had in mind. “I hope you will be in close contact for when my plans come to fruition,” she smiled. For the rest of the night, they would continue getting to know more about each other and laughing off about things that women found amusing, share the latest gossip of Fiore and just get wasted as fuck. It was probably one of the best nights the vampire had in awhile. Her favorite part was when they totally trashed the casino after losing some and Daryl had to clean up their mess...