Vance stepped back, releasing his grip on Maigo and spreading his arms wide. "Alright then, if you really don't care, if nothing that has happened ever mattered, then do it. Kill me." He wasn't sure if she would or not, he'd just have to find out.

Maigo withdrew her wings as she looked at Vance with a mildly surprised look on her face. However, the look soon disappeared as it was replaced by her usual emotionless expression. "It's all a lost cause, Vance. I should have realized that sooner." she said with the same dull tone. "It's only a matter of time before even I have to leave this war-torn world..but until then..." she extended her rapier out in front of her so the very tip of it touched Vance's chest. "It was nice knowing you."


She slowly pulled her rapier back...but nothing happened.

Maigo seemed literally frozen except for her blinking and a dumbfounded look coming over her face

Vance stood slightly surprised for a moment, and then pushed her rapier down gently with his hand. "It would seem that you actually do care." Then he collapsed, the blood loss becoming nearly unbearable.

Maigo stood completely still as though she had completely ignored the fact that Vance had just collapsed with an equally surprised look on her face. "No...I don't." she murmured, taking a step towards the incapacitated Vance. "Damn you!" she kicked Vance with her foot, although looking at him it appeared to have not done much damage to him at all. She simply stood there staring blankly at Vance as the cold air blew through her hair. "I'm weak..." she fell to one knee stabbing her rapier in the ground as a support to stop her from completely keeling over. "..I wasn't meant to be in this war.." she muttered.


Maigo felt as feeble and meek as a 5 year old would, which wasn't something considered "good" to feel if you were a Vampire. "I let go of everything without thinking because I couldn't take it anymore. I hate everything that happened...I want things to go back to the way they were a long time ago...peaceful." she looked at the wounds she had inflicted on Vance. "I'm really sorry.." she seemed to feel as fragile as she was when she was an innocent 12 year old, living normally in her home in New York. "You're not the one I should be hurting, Vance." she said weakly as she crawled over to where he lay, rolling him over so the wound on his back was clearly visible. Her left sleeve was already missing after she had used it to bandage Reks' wounds...what could she use?

Maigo threw her rapier to the left of herself so it would disappear.

"Why am I even talking? You can't hear me...if I kill you then you wont be able to hear me at all. But I want to kill Reks.." she paused for a long moment. Despite the tone of sorrow in her voice she didn't shed a single tear, however deep inside she felt as empty as a bottomless pit. "..he thinks of me as a family member...but he ruined my life! I mean...people like him ruined my life..."

Maigo looked around the area to find some material she could use to help bandage Vance's wounds, but the area was practically blanketed with snow and of course you couldn't use snow. Even Maigo was starting to shiver from the cold, but she liked it nonetheless. She let out a sigh as she ripped the right sleeve of her shirt off which now made it sleeveless...well, in cold weather that was the worst thing you could ask for. Despite that, she placed it over the wound on his back applying some pressure in order to attempt to stop the bleeding, but, the wound was also on the front of his torso. "Please hang in there, Vance.." she said with her face showing the strongest concern. "I was hardened by the events that took place in New York...neither you or Reks got to see the real me, but you probably never will." she said taking note of the fact that after she left Moscow she would most likely return to her seemingly emotionless and merciless self once again hunting for humans to eliminate. She had yet to make up her mind if Reks was one of them. Perhaps she would just ignore his existence..no..that wouldn't work either. "Please don't die yet..." she whispered as she pushed even harder on the sleeve on top of his wound.

Vance coughed twice, bringing up blood, and sat up. "Well... its good to see that your back to normal." He grinned weakly before noticing that Maigo had torn off her sleeves. "Your going to freeze to death like that, here you can borrow this." He took off his jacket and handed it to her. "My natural body temperature is always high, so I'm fine like this."

Maigo hesitated at first, but took the jacket and put in on. "Uh..t-thanks.." she said weakly, still feeling that emptiness inside of herself as well as some guilt from giving Vance the wounds but she kept it to herself. It wouldn't matter anymore once she left Moscow to continue her aimless journey. She looked at him unable to shake off that old feeling of concern. "You should probably rest a little, you're not exactly in the best shape-" she stopped abruptly to change her words thinking that what she said might have been taken the wrong way. "-in good shape I mean.."

Maigo had already apologized for inflicting the wounds on him once, which was something she did not do very often and, even though Vance probably couldn't hear her she didn't feel like apologizing again. She just wasn't like that.

Vance grinned. "Its fine, I'm not one to hold grudges. Besides, your a friend, and everyone makes mistake right? As for me being injured, I've had worse as you know." He stood up, tightening the torn off sleeve so it wouldn't fall off. He reached out his hand to help her up.

Maigo's feeling of guilt was somewhat eased by Vance's forgiving attitude, but otherwise not much of her expression or personality changed. She slowly took his hand and stood up. "You're kind of forgiving aren't you?" she said a few moments later with a mix of dry humor and seriousness. Maigo looked at him with one eyebrow slightly arched while still carrying the concerned expression on her face. "You get stabbed in the back.." she winced. "..and all you say is 'everyone makes mistakes'? That's treating it kind of minor...you lost a lot of blood.."

Vance shrugged it off. "I may have, but I have before, again and again, and you weren't really acting like yourself, like you were someone else." It was his turn to raise one eyebrow. "But no questions asked, whats done is done."

Maigo said nothing but only looked back at the ground for a couple of seconds with her eyes closed as an attempt to "escape" for a few moments from the chaotic and war-torn world before looking back up at the mildly smoggy sky. She couldn't even see the clear blue sky anymore these days. It was moments like these where Maigo knew why she gave herself the name she uses now since she found herself unable to use her family name any longer. I would've been better off living as a human would. If I would've died around 80 years after I was born, I wouldn't have had to witness any of this. But there's no escaping now, I'm trapped here in this damned place. she lowered her head slightly to look at Vance from the corner of her eye. He takes it so casually. I don't understand..

Speaking her thoughts alone would have made a decent conversation, but who in their right mind would share thoughts like those?

She crossed her arms to try to help to warm herself up because it was getting just a little too chilly for her, but the jacket should help. Maigo also withdrew her fangs as she had no use for them right now.

"I was trying to help you." she said finally looking back at Vance. Was that an excuse for what she did? She just threw out the first few words that came to her mind. "I was expecting for you to die as soon as my rapier made contact.." she wasn't sure whether this was really herself speaking or the "other" Maigo, though in reality they were the same person. "..I didn't expect for you to hold out so long. I wanted it to be over quickly."

Vance sighed softly, his breath misting up in the frigid air. "Its alright, like I said no questions asked." He patted her on the shoulder as a good gesture. "Although I don't consider you killing me a form of 'helping' me. The way you say it its almost as if your hoping for the end, am I right?" He stood back and awaited her response.

Maigo again stood silent for a good 15 seconds but still kept her gaze on Vance. "I'm hoping for the end of a lot of things." she finally replied in the same weak tone of voice as she turned her gaze away from Vance and looked off to the side.

Vance looked off to the side. "Well what now then?" He turned back and looked at her.

Mmh...I haven't any news about Reks' whereabouts... she tapped her fingers on her crossed arms still staring into oblivion before turning back to look at Vance. Or that ..Kin guy let alone Savris.. her eyes narrowed. I could kill Vance while his guard's down!! THEN I'll get it over with! she quickly took a step towards him before stopping herself. ...divided into two halves...one who cares and one who doesn't. Which one is right? He's going to get in my way if I want to finish off Reks once and for all! she let out a disgruntled sigh with her own breath leaving no fog, as it was almost as cold as the air itself. Her mind was in a train-wreck of thought.

"You probably have something important to do don't you?" she queried.

Vance had studied her eye movements, as they had darted to different corners of her eyes, each one revealing a different thought. She still wants to kill me... "No nothing in particular. Although it seems that you have some important plans." He unconsciously felt his chest where the bandage was at.