The village looked pretty empty on first glance, however it was barely morning and most people were asleep in their houses and only a few people were wandering about at this time. One of these few this include Scarlet, she'd been wandering around all night trying to find somewhere to sleep, the inn had claimed that it was closed and she doubted that anybody would just let her walk into their house without knowing her. As a result she felt exhausted and needed somewhere to rest, she stopped and leant against a wall rubbing her eyes and trying to keep them open.

Briefly she wondered what her life would have been like if her father hadn't been a demon, and she was a normal human, she smiled briefly at the thought, she wouldn't be here for a start and would almost defiantly be living in a regular house with a perfectly alive mother and a proper father. She felt a tear drip from her normal eye and she rubbed it away not wanting to show weakness ever when there was nobody else about.

She wondered if there was anybody else up at this time and decided to have a look around, although if there was they probably wouldn't want to have anything to do with her but she had to do something to keep herself awake, she wandered around for a few minutes while the sun rose higher and began lighting up the streets a bit more. She stopped and looked at her reflection in a window, she tried to image the same image with normal human eyes but somehow it was made impossible. She turned away and walked on trying to think of something to do. She considered just running away from society completely but that never helped anyone.

Captain InSaNo like to walk around and see who didnt want anything to do with him. He loved to creat anger in the humans because it happened so easily for them. They have no control of their minds or emotions. He just loved picking on them. SO he went around Estolad because the people there are so unexpecting and innocent nothing happens there. It would be great if just something unexpecting were to happen. So he glanced around looking for a nice play toy nothing too easy though. THen he glanced at this thing. He didnt know exactly what it was but he could sence some human in her. So he glanced at a distance inspecting her. He seen a tear threw his vampire eyes and laughed but silenced it. He was going to meet her. He has never seen a demon cry, or anything of a devil crying. Little did he know a devil may cry, but if she is as demon as she looks he might beable to have a little dance with her. So he starts running wandering if she will hide or not a deamon can sense danger easily. He went up to her silently took out his sword in caution she heard the shing of the sword. SHe looks dreadfuly tired. He asks her "what is a deamon doing crying or how could someone of the deamon sort call themself deamon or be of one and cry?" trying to offend her or at least have an answer to something impossible. He stands waiting for a strike or answer