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Almost falling over himself, Valiant somewhat slipped on the icy ground, though he cought himself before he toppled over. He had felt such remorse for this girly now, though he wasn't sure what was ailing her exactly. His thoughts, though, told him that that there was definantly something wrong with this 'Sierra' and 'Kyle' to make her hate all men for the moment.

Cautiously approaching her and offering Cherie his hand, he could see how destraught she truly was. Her eyes were spaces, almost pools of water, leaking streams down the contours of her face, and finally turning into waterfalls as they spattered against the cold, wet ground. "Cherie..." Valiant began in a voice that anyone could deem soothing to hear, "...I don't know what has just happened back at your house, but please. Follow me for a moment so that we can get you into a better environment. You can catch your death out here dressed in...not much."

((QUITE the drama queen...))

"Cherie...I don't know what just happened to you...but you could be at least mature about it," Valiant said before he knelt down next to her, placing his hand upon her frozen shoulder, "See you in a bit, Cherie." Mumbling a few words to himself and closing his eyes, a bolt of a pure, purple energy made an orbit around Valian't arm and entered Cherie's shoulder, instantaneously putting her into a deep sleep. Catching her before she fell, Valiant placed the upper part of her back over one arm and underneath her knee over the other. He easily stood up with her like that and began to walk in one direction, wondering where exactly the nearest hotel was.

Remembering that he saw one before he saw Cherie for the first time, he began to picture that place in his head, and soon enough, he appeared not one block away from the hotel, in an empty alleyway. Cherie, in his arms, felt rather light. She seemed undernourished to Valiant, though she seemed healthy from her personality.

Upon arrival at the hotel, Valiant set Cherie down at one of the chairs in the lobby and went up to the counter. He must've made an odd impression upon the clerk because he seemed to look rather oddly at Valiant, but quickly changed his features to the fake smile that goes along with the thought, "Hey, a customer, lemme' look like I'm happy to see him and maybe he'll buy the suite."

((Skipping the whole scene...just picure Val and the clerk bartering about a room and whether Val wanted the suite or not, with Val winning and renting out a cheap, but nice room using about the exact amount of money that he had))

Upon entering the already unlocked room because a janitor for the hotel was nice enough to help out, Valiant set Cherie onto the bed, as well as some extra clothes that they had at the hotel. They seemed like they'd fit Cherie, so Val requested them. Upon doing that, Valiant put the room key that was located on the oak dresser and placed it in his pocket.

Moving to the outside, he closed and locked the door to the room, awaiting Cherie to awaken. Since they were on the second story, Val leaned up against the railing with his hands gently grasping around the top. As he looked out into the horizon, the sun could be seen slowly coming up. The ground below looked to be a golden color as the light hit the snow.

((It wasn't bad, and it gives be a bit of leeway for interpretation :3))

"Must be awake now," Valiant commented, turning his head to the side in an attempt to face the door. He had heard something along the lines of bed springs squeaking together and similar to that of metal poles rubbing alongeside one another. "I'd better check on her, see how she is after yesterday. Whatever had her anxious to leave must've been pretty bad," he had a final thought before approaching the door and knocking gently on it, careful not to be too loud to wake up the neighboring rooms and loud enough for Cherie to hear.

As he awaited Cherie to greet him at the door, Valiant had another thought cross his mind. Remembering the many referances and indications of taking people to hotels, he pondered silently upon how to approach the situation. He perhaps lost himself in thought by this time, having a rather blank and other-worldy looking stare.

((>____________________>....GWAFAW! XD))

"Why-er...." Valiant studdered out, coming abruptly back from the dimensions of his own mind, "Y-yes. I'll explain, right here if you want me to. This time, though, I'll explain everything I can to my knowlege. The part that I ask of you is to just listen, try to trust what I say, and never repeat this again."

Valiant still had that 'serious' look about him, even though he was slightly flustered by the sudden departure from thought. That was something that did indeed get the best of him this time, but he made a quick mental note to himself to not get lost in thought whenever you just knock on a door.

((Sorry for shortness, but I beleive that your character would make some sort of action here, no?))

((I've got the same problem...sorry for shortness and lack of anything...er...exciting.))

Noticing the amount of information that this girl was trying to process at one time, Valiant remained silent for a moment. It wasn't like him to be cruel or evil to any person or creature, including other normal vampires. "It...can be," he began to reply in an apathetic tone, figuring it's been long enough, "I had tried to help you earlier, but you seem to have fallen so deeply into this state that even I cannot bring you back from it." With his head down, feeling like the worst 'person' to ever live at that moment for performing such an undescribable ritual upon another being, Valiant awaited any sort of pain to come, or whatever punishment he would deserve from Cherie. It was, after all, what he had done, so he knew that he must live up to his own actions. "There's no escaping what you've done, no matter how hard you try. Your guilt will always remain true enough and will find you no matter where you try to hide no matter what," were his thoughts about that; the rest was up to Cherie.