Why on earth the elders did think it was a brilliant idea to ship a handful of Roses out to the middle of North Bumfuck was beyond Nikita. None of them knew why they were relocated until a year passed by and the lovely Light of May bullshit happened. Nikita was never happy about the outing and still wasn't. She preferred the old and glory days of vampires when they were nothing more but a whisper in the ears of mortals while they lurked in the shadows. Those were the days they could get away with murder. Literally. But in times like these? Not so much. Being a vampire - a good vampire - nowadays meant having to walk across eggshells splayed across thing ice. More or less, it sucked.
Katia's little outburst about demons turned into smack talking mortals brought a playful smile onto the brunette vampire. Oh, this never got old. It was her sire at her best when it came to bitching about pathetic low-lifers like that. Nikita was simply delighted to finally have Katia back in her life so they could vent to one another about the pesky humans. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she made a note to introduce Katia to Jezebelle, knowing the two would probably hit it off. Strong, independent women with a hatred for humanity? Done and done. Though only question was if Katia could overlook Jezebelle's new fledgling vampire she had under her wing, because Nikita was still up in the air about that one.
"Buddy? Are you serious?" Nikita raised a brow while leaning into her blonde sire. "Darling, you should have just bought your own private jet to come on out here and you wouldn't have to deal with that line of nonsense!" Then a giggle escaped her as another thought flew into her mind. "Though I do agree that they are far worse than demons. At least you can get away with gunning down a demon than a filthy human."
The attention she was receiving from her sire made Nikita all sorts giddy. Had she still been mortal, she was sure her heart would have been all a-flutter to match some rosy cheeks. Slipping an arm around Katia's waist, she gradually leaned some more into her sire, cooing lightly back in approval. She could get used to this all over again, that was for sure. "Yes, a landlord. Lady. Whatever, it's just a silly title. Own this whole complex and a couple others in the area. And dear god, I almost forgot about the whole work visa crap. I would have had one of our Rose contacts counterfeit one for me, which would have been far easier, but for a publicity stunt, that would have ended badly if found out." Nikita rolled her eyes, still not happy with having to put up a pleasant front for the media as a landlord. The day she could stop doing this would be a happy day, probably involving a machine gun and flash grenades. "Sadly, it's for our own good. Covers up our own illegal affairs better."
Nikita was pretty damn sure that a chill shot through her body upon hearing Katia's words slip on past her lovely lips. A pleasant chill, at that. Looking down to eye her sire, she giggled in response before tilting her head to the side. "There's a few things to do. There's a vampire bar in the area that seems to draw in more human interest than vampire. Sadly, they don't give off live humans to feed off of, though if you do want that, there is a brothel in the area that caters to our kind - Ad Gustum. Or we could pay Pyotr a visit... you remember him, don't you, darling? Child vampire who specializes in drugs? He likes to dope up his girls to give to vampires. It's quite fun."
Then she tighten the grip of her arm looped around Katia and pulled the tiny vampire in closer. With her forehead resting against hers, the smile on her lips only grew as she continued. "Or you're also more than welcome to come to my place and dine on the lovely, new mermaid I have in stock. Has her own massive aquarium for our viewing pleasure, too."