Who: Ilya and Kai What/Where/When: Talking/Kris' place/After the casino fire Warnings: None expected
With Kris sleeping, Ilya eased out from under her arm. He kissed her forehead to try and keep her from waking. He stood a moment to be sure she wouldn't stir, before slipping out of the bedroom. He made his wway on near silent feet to the living room. I want to talk to you," he said to Kai, deliberately excluding Rurik. He didn't see the red head, and didn't seek her out. "Privately," he added with a clipepd tone.
He sensed something about the man. Something both familiar and infinitely foreign. He was intrigued and uncertain. Above all, he wanted to know who the man was, though he knew he was no man at all, but a vampire. Just to be near him, Ilya felt his own blood pulse faster, hotter in his veins.