Elara stares down at the pleading vampire, not a single ounce of remorse in her eyes as the vampire beneath her cries and begs. Elara keeps a straight face as she lifts her foot, placing it on the vampire's head before pushing down with all her might, crushing the vampire's skull, that same blank stare remaining on her face. She lets out an annoyed sigh at the vampire blood on her suit. "Dammit... I'll just wash it off myself." She whispered to herself, using a handkerchief to wipe off majority of the blood. As she does so, she hears rustling in a nearby bush. Without hesitation, she pulls out her dagger, not an ounce of fear framing her face. She slowly approaches the bush, her movements calculated and quiet. As she reaches the bush, she immediately throws her dagger. Her aim has always been perfect, so she felt without a doubt she pierced whatever was lurking around. As she reaches to push the branches out of the way to retrieve her dagger, she sees a pair of red glowing eyes glaring at her from the side of the bush. Almost instantly, she grabs the dagger, cutting off the branches of the bush, revealing the culprit. She holds her dagger in between the person's eyes. As Elara looks closer, she notices the fangs. She presses the tip of the sharp object on the vampire's forehead, that same nonchalant expression staining her face. "You know I can kill you... right?" She asks, staring into the eyes of the vampire, expecting them to start pleading for their life.

She chuckles darkly, the sound almost sinister in this quiet night. "I don't let anything slide." Her voice is calm and even, devoid of any emotion. "But I am feeling generous tonight." She pauses for a moment before continuing, her gaze never leaving the vampire's eyes. "Perhaps we could strike a deal...?"

She smirks. "You could come work for me." Her finger presses against the vampire's forehead, feeling his skin beneath the soft pad of her finger. "I hunt vampires. A lot of them. And I could use someone like you." She pauses, tilting her head slightly. "Though... you would have to leave your fangs behind. No more hunting of humans..."

She waits for the vampire's response, keeping her expression neutral. It was doubtful this one would go along with it; most of them were too prideful and self-absorbed. But it wouldn't hurt to try...

She tilts her head to the side, considering his words carefully. "The treat is that I let you live," she says simply. "You can leave this place unharmed, and we'll call it even." Her eyes narrow slightly as she continues. "But if you choose to decline, I won't hesitate to end your pathetic existence."

She pauses again, letting his decision sink in. After all, not every vampire would be so lucky to get a second chance like this... if they even deserved one.

Her eyes narrow at his mocking expression, but she doesn't show any other reaction to his teasing. "I don't like games," she growls softly, pushing harder on the vampire's forehead with her dagger. "Your choice, little monster."

She tilts her head slightly, gazing at him through slits in her eyelids as she waits for his reply, ready to strike if necessary. It wouldn't be the first time she had to end a life tonight... and it certainly wouldn't be the last.

She raises an eyebrow at his sudden agreement and then shrugs indifferently. "Follow me," she says simply, withdrawing her dagger from the vampire's forehead. As if nothing had just happened between them, she turns on her heel and begins to walk away without another word. The offer was made; now it was up to the vampire whether or not he would accept. She didn't need him anymore, but maybe having him around could prove useful... in time.