Get her taken care of - Johnathon's Haven

Once Raz0r had ported them all to Johnathon's home he looked around and smiled.

"Thank you Raz0r.  Bright Eyes, find a comfortable chair please, I want to get you fed as quickly as possible, and like I say, I'm going to restrain you for both of our safety, eh?"

The home itself was unsurprisingly late Victorian in decoration with a few modern touches.

She smiled.

"I'll hold her. If that's what she wants."

"You are a dear Raz0r" he said "Then if you can help her get comfortable, I'll go fill a glass for her."

Her hands went to her stomach as they appeared in the antique looking home, groaning. "Oh, my god.." She groaned weakly. "That's a new feeling..."

"I'll be right back" he said heading off to the kitchen. "Holler at me when you are ready please Raz0r"

She wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"Yeah, it is. And you only kind of get used to it."

She didn't seem to be uncomfortable with Raz0r's touch, instead leaning into her, an arm slipping around her waist.

"I miss the Nosferatu..."

She smiled.

"I know, hon. Would you rather come back to us? John will understand."

Bright blue eyes turned adoringly on the Nos, shrugging slightly. "I don't known.. I know Johnathon better than.. pretty much anyone left in this city.. can I stay with him until I get to know you better;"

Johnathon paused hearing the conversation. "Bright Eyes, you go with whomever you want" he said kindly "Me and Raz0r, we're something of a team though so maybe you can get the best of both worlds?"

She hugged the girl.

"You be with who you feel safe with. I'm just giving you the option. I'll be around here a lot. John's got me half convinced to go Anarch myself."

John leaned against the door frame, knife in one hand and a cut crystal decanter in the other.

She glanced to Johnathon, before glancing to the blue haired girl almost timidly.

"Let's do this, then.."

She nodded and moved behind her, holding her arms.

"You won't do anything you'll regret later. I promise."

Johnathon opened a vein, and filled the glass, and quickly offered it to the poor ghoul, trusting razor to hold her.

The smell of the vitae was intoxicating, passion and lust flaring up in her eyes. She jerked against Raz0r's hold to get to the glass, then glanced up at Johnathon, lips parting to accept the offered glass.

He tilted the glass to her lips and poured his blood into the ghouls mouth

She gave a low, throaty moan as the vitae hit her tongue, struggling once more against Raz0r. Her eyes shut as she concentrated on remaining still so not to waste any of the blood, drinking deeply as her body trembled against the Nosferatu's.

The glass held about a pint, and he carefully got it all down her throat.

"Feel better Bright Eyes ?" He said gently.

She held, not letting her move too much.

She glanced up at him and gave a slow nod, her tongue cleaning any stray crimson from her lips. "Yes.." She glanced back towards the blue haired woman behind her and flashed a smile, "Thanks, Blue. I think we're good now.."

She kissed the girl's cheek and released her.

"Glad you're okay."

Johnathon smiled. "Listen love, I've a few plans for you if you want. I'll teach you obten, and want to put you in charge of Pensacola if you want it. And get your old bonds broken if I can. "

She gave a confident nod and slipped her hands into her pockets, flashing a smile at the Ventrue.

"Sounds like a plan, Tall Hat. Give me a game plan and I'm on it."

"Work that up over the next few nights while we get you settled in. I'm going to make arrangements to take care of you should anything happen to me. Razor will take you, and if she can't, I'll make sure someone else will. Like I said, you won't get lost again. "