acontritemess | I came to say hello.

[A lot is changing for Enis in a very short period of time. Freedom has its own cost and she's paying for it in full. With her fathers current work destroyed and his notes locked within her head she takes flight with a few samples and materials. Her destination is Seattle.

When she arrives she's wearing a black tank top, dark jeans and combat boots. She's never been allowed the chance to have style and despite the amount of cleavage showing, getting into this club in a usual way would be difficult. Vibrant blue eyes stare at the guard at the door as she steps forward. There is a large black dufflebag in her hand and she walks with the sort of confidence that many yearn for. Enis pauses in front of the werewolf, her expression serious.]

James Taylor, Born in 1982 in Asheville North Carolina, Social Security number 116-47-4831. I am here to see Clayton Young.

Take me to him.

[Her voice is firm and only loud enough for her and the werewolf to hear. She isn't going to broadcast any information about him unless he gives her trouble.]

Or do I need to tell you about your boss too?

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[That caught Luther's attention. He tilts his head to the side, suddenly much more interested.]

He's your father?

That is what I said.

[She isn't meaning to be mean but shes both worried and excited about Luther taking an interest. The worry is always there, brimming beneath the surface and tugging like a pest at her thoughts. The excitement is new and raw. She's never had someone interested in her before.]

[If Luther tried to claim he wasn't intrigued by the idea of that man having any offspring at all, let alone this girl, he would be lying, and he allowed his gaze to shift over her features for a moment before the ghost of a smile teased his lips and he lowered his voice somewhat, almost conspiratorial.]

Does he know how beautiful his daughter is?

No.

[Her answer is short and she wishes desperately to be on another topic. Enis releases a slow breath before turning to face Luther, her knees swinging towards him on the bar stool.]

On two points. I assume you my father doesn't know anything outside of his work and I'm not beautiful.

[She's thin and she realizes that but Enis believes that true beauty comes from within and she doesn't have have that. She's only ever hurt others and what's inside her can continue to do just that.]

Beauty is subjective, Enis, and I happen to disagree.

[He smiles, almond eyes meeting her ice blue ones.]

You have very striking eyes.

[Enis isn’t sure what to say or how to take his reply. She has a feeling that he’ll continue to disagree with her. An unfamiliar warmth rise to Enis’s cheeks and she turns her head away from Luther. She knows she can’t hide any of her reactions from a vampire but that doesn’t mean she has to make it easy for him to comment on it.]

There are many with striking eyes Luther.

[After a moment she looks back at him, her guard thinning.]

It doesn’t mean anything.

No, I suppose not.

[He watches her, a smile tugging at his lips as he watches the blood fill her cheeks.]

But your flush makes them glow.

[Enis turns away from him, swinging her knees so that they were facing the bar. She looks over at Khan who is busy at work as the area around the bar fills up. She waves her fingers to grab his attention.]

Can I have something please?

[She isn't an avid drinker and just as she isn't sure about that she isn't sure about Luther. It's an odd mixture between annoying and charming that she has no idea what to do with.

The best she can do is ignore his comments, she can't very well deny them.]

[Khan smiles to her and nods.]

What would you have?

[The slight flush to her cheeks told Luther his words were working, which only encouraged him to keep trying. She was hard to get, certainly, but his father had always told him those were the ones worth keeping around.]

And she may have whatever she'd like.

Anything.

[Her lips form a an expression that crosses a pout and a frown. She really don't know anything about drinking so she'll put herself in Khan's capable hands.]

I can pay for it.

[Enis doesn't turn towards Luther. It's really the only defense she has. It's confusing and if she was being honest she's curious, frightened and annoyed all at once. There are things she knows and she draws comfort from them but in the grand scheme of things she's like a child. She doesn't understand her feelings because she'd never been allowed to feel.]

I came to say hello.

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