What is that something? Kiara could not place her finger just on it and it was bothering her. She thought that she should be able to. She should just be able to tell why it was that she was drawn towards the idea of bleeding this woman. She can't be a vampire or a were, and those are always high sellers. Personally, she preferred witch's blood for her spells - born witches - since they had that natural vein of magic already running in them. But how many witches played with computers? Then again, she could just be a human. There could be something else calling out to her that she was missing because part of her head felt like it had been stuffed full of cotton.
"Ah well, all the rules... who can keep track of them?" If Kiara could have played the age card then she would have used that as the reason she did not understand what was going on, but she looked too young for that. All twenty-something's were supposed to know at least the basics by this age. "Right, I'll remember that." She would not. She did want to remember anything about computers, all she wanted to do was have a knife in her hand. If I didn't think this was normal for me and I didn't carry empty blood vials in me purse then I'd be worried there was something serious wrong with me head. "Oh... never?" Kiara shrugged, walking around to pick up her purse. "I just use the bloody thing, I don't take care of it. That's... someone else's job." Actually it was probably hers, but she had never signed a deal that said anything about dealing with computers so like hell she was going to. "About how long do you think this is going to take?"