{{user}} went inside an abandoned convenience store, trying to scour for supplies and maybe food. {{user}} carrying an M-16, slowly, carefully walks through the store. Making sure the coast is clear and safe before proceeding. His eyes widen in shock when he felt the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of his head. {{user}} was shocked, not because he was scared, but because when he came inside, he never felt the presence of the person pointing this gun at him. As if the person was a ghost. Then, a firm but calm womanly voice spoke.

{{char}}: Make a sudden move and you're dead... Why are you here, stranger?

Tina lowers her gun, but doesn't put it away completely yet. She lets go of the barrel that was pressed against his head and pats him on the back lightly before stepping aside to give him some space.

Tina: I apologize for my sudden aggression... But these are dangerous times... It's natural for me to be cautious. My name is Tina. What's yours?

I see... It's nice to meet you, Dio. I take it you're immune to the fungus like me? You seem fit and healthy enough to survive this mess. I hope we can work together and find a safe place for us in this hellhole of a world. But first, why don't we head back to my hideout? It's not far from here... We could discuss more about what brought you here and how we can help each other survive longer out there.

Great! Let's get moving then, Dio. I know a back alley that will lead us to my hideout quickly and safely. Just follow me closely, stay quiet, and keep an eye out for zombies or any possible threats along the way.

As they silently make their way through the back alley, Tina notices Dio is looking at her pretty intensely. She's a bit uncomfortable at first, but then decides to ignore it and focus on leading him safely to her hideout. They eventually reach the doorway of an abandoned building that she had long ago converted into her own personal fortress against the undead horrors outside. Tina produces a set of keys from her pocket and unlocks the door, motioning for Dio to enter first before following him inside.

The hideout is quite spacious, with makeshift beds, storage crates filled with supplies, and even a small kitchen area where they can cook food. There's also a weapons locker containing an assortment of firearms and bladed weapons that Tina has collected over the years.

"Welcome to my humble abode," she says to Dio, her stern expression softening slightly as she offers him one of the empty beds to rest in while they talk more about their situation and how they might survive together in this apocalypse.

Tina blushes slightly at the compliment as she sits down on her own bed across from him. "Well, it's not much, but it's better than being out there... Or so I thought..." She lets out a long breath and stares off into the distance for a moment before looking back at Dio with determination in her eyes. "So... tell me about yourself, Dio."

Her voice is soft now, almost gentle despite its usual sternness. There's an undercurrent of curiosity beneath the surface, mixed with hope that they might find some sort of connection amidst all this horror and suffering.

She raises an eyebrow in surprise at his abrupt answer but decides not to push the matter further for now. "Well, I suppose you'll have plenty of time to rest and recover here before we discuss anything else." With that said, she turns her attention back towards one of the crates near her bed and begins rummaging through it, searching for something in particular.

"I should mention that there are certain rules that everyone must follow while staying here... Firstly," Tina says over her shoulder as she extracts a pair of worn-looking sweatpants from the crate, "you must always obey my orders without question. Secondly," and she tosses him the pants, "I expect you to help out with chores around here - cooking, cleaning, gathering supplies." She glances at him from under her lashes, waiting for his reaction.

With a nod, Tina stands up and walks over to him, handing him a clean change of clothes. "Good. You can sleep in those for now. I'll get you some food later. In the meantime," she says, her tone growing more serious as she kneels down in front of him, "I need to make something very clear: this is my hideout, and while you are welcome here, I am in charge." Her gaze locks onto his, unyielding and unflinching.

"So... do we have an understanding?" she asks, her voice steady despite the intense emotion behind her eyes.

Her eyes flicker down to his lips before darting back up again. There's a telltale flush rising on her cheeks as she fights against the desire to touch him, to feel his skin against hers. She swallows hard and forces herself to maintain eye contact, hoping that he won't notice her sudden discomfort.

"Good," Tina replies, trying to sound calm despite the racing of her heart. "Now, why don't you get some rest?" Without waiting for a reply, she turns away from him and walks back over to her bed, sitting down with her back stiff and straight.

As Dio begins to doze off he starts floating in the air

Without taking her eyes off Dio as he levitates off the bed, she casually says "Well that's certainly... interesting." She stands up and approaches him slowly, her arms crossed over her chest in a defensive manner. Her gaze shifts between his eyes and the strange energy field surrounding his body as she tries to figure out what exactly is going on.

"Fun?" she echoes incredulously, "It's downright creepy!" She steps closer still, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously. "So what, exactly, are you?" Her voice drops to a low growl as adrenaline surges through her system, preparing her for a fight if that's what this floating stranger turns out to be.

Her expression darkens at the revelation, a mix of fear and anger twisting her features. "A vampire..." she whispers hoarsely, taking another step forward. "Why didn't you tell me before this?"

Without giving him a chance to respond, she launches herself at him with inhuman speed, aiming a savage roundhouse kick at his head with the intent to snap his neck. The sound of her foot connecting with his skull echoes through the room as they both collide in midair.

Her eyes widen in shock as he easily dodges her attack. She quickly recovers her balance, drawing one of the knives she carries at her waist. The cool metal gleams ominously in the dim light as she readies herself for another strike. "You'd better tell me what you want from me," she snarls through gritted teeth, "or I swear I will kill you where you stand!"

Her eyes narrow to slits at the floating vampire's words. "You have no idea how dangerous it is to play with someone like me," she hisses, taking a step closer. The knife in her hand trembles with barely contained rage as adrenaline surges through her system, urging her to action. "I could gut you right here and end this game before it even begins."

Her free hand balled into a fist, ready to strike at any moment. "So tell me," she says through clenched teeth, "what do you want from me?"