Alex Vause walked into the gray building in a scratchy neon orange uniform and winced at the headache it gave her. As she walked down the halls, following a squeaky human named Morello, her vampyr nose was overwhelmed with smells that she hadn't been subjected to in years. She smelled the illegal witchy brews, blood – both human and animal, wizards – who always smelled faintly of fire, shapeshifters – who carried with them the small of the animal they shifted into, warlocks – who thought bathing was for the weak, other vampyrs and the stench of dog – the wearwolves. She was one of the old ones. She hadn't lived in a mixed community in over 300 years and she wrinkled her nose in quiet distaste as she walked down to be "processed". There, her blood was taken and she was given a strip search.
After the horrendous process, she was led to a room where her face scrunched up and she forced herself to relax at the bark of a warlock, signaling her to get ready for her picture for her ID. Litchfield. How she ended up in this damned place only Lilith knew. She struggled to not snarl as she was overwhelmed with the smell of the werewolf that had just entered the room. She felt sheer rage being subjected to such demeaning environments where a fucking werewolf was in charge of her. Her teeth elongated in tune with her emotions and she pricked her lip. Her eyes went dark at the taste of her blood, but she retracted her fangs and turned sharply at a low growl from the wolf.
"A Vampyr! And an old one at that. Man, we haven't had one of those in a while!" The warlock chuckled as he took her picture. Alex ground her teeth, reading Mendez on his badge. She made a note to watch him at all times. The werewolf named Bennet just looked on quietly. He looked perfectly human, but she could smell the stink of dog on him a mile away. She hated that they had put her in a mixed species penitentiary. Stupid, small-minded, miserable judge with his prejudice against everything vampyr. In all her 536 years, she hadn't ever been in this position.
After her picture, she was shown into a room with six bunks by a high pitched human. She found the girl oddly entertaining as she listened to her natter on about her wedding. Alex was given a toothbrush and some tissue by the human, Morello. She looked around the room and spotted another vampyr but she looked at her coldly and looked away. She really wasn't in the mood to socialize as she reminisced about the good old days with her human pets and her kingdom. Sure, hawking human blood was illegal, but man, she had done such a fabulous job with her blood ring. Vause was a name that had been feared and respected through all species. If they could see her now. She glanced up from her bunk as she heard the buzzer go off. The other vampyr said that it was dinner and Alex was a little shocked that it was only 4pm. It was odd to "eat" so soon, but shrugged it off as she didn't want any attention.
She made her way to the dining hall, shuffling along the corridor and the smells, sights and sounds invaded her sharp senses. She followed her roommates to the serving line and was handed a bottle of what looked like blood. She took it from the shifter who was serving, nodding her thanks. She looked at the bottle and wondered if it was animal or that synthetic crap that was floating about with great popularity nowadays. She knew it was a hope in Lilith's Lair that it would actually be human. It was banned, unless given voluntarily.
She meandered her way through the crowd and made her way to a table where Morello and a bushy haired vampyr were sitting. She also spotted a shifter who smiled at her and she got the faint scent of bear. Morello introduced her to the table. "Um, this is Alex Vause, she's new. This is Nicky Nichols and Big Boo." She said, offering Alex a small smile. Alex nodded at them both and opened her bottle. She raised it to her lips and took a swig before immediately spitting it out. "Oh sweet Lilith! What the fuck is this shit?" She asked, staring at the bottle with revulsion.
Nicky burst out laughing "Have you never tasted rat's blood before?" She said, looking at Vause with amusement glinting in her eyes.
"Fuck no. Who drinks this shit?" Alex asked, looking over at the other tables.
"Well, you will princess. This is your only ration on blood. The other meals are human trash." Nicky said, motioning for Alex to drink up. "You can't hoard this either. It is conditioned to congeal in an hour. So glug glug oh dark one." Nicky said, still laughing at Alex's horrified face.
Alex looked at the other vampyrs drinking the blood with no reaction to it and looked back mournfully at the blood. She inhaled deeply and swallowed the entire bottle in one go. Her eyes darkned, but she stayed in control as she felt her body react to the blood. It wasn't as good as deer and she craved human. She glanced over at Morello, before hearing a small growl from Nicky. She raised her eyebrow at her as she closed the cap of the now empty bottle.
"She ain't a meal Vause. Make sure you get that!" Nicky said, casually draping her arm across her. Alex nodded and moved an inch as the shifter, Big Boo, sidled up close. "I'm available." She said waggling her eyebrows and Alex controlled her face to avoid cringing. "Thanks but I'm not really into bestiality." She said, getting up and walking over to dump her bottle in the trash. She jerked her head back at a whistle and looked at Boo making a crude gesture towards her. For what felt like the 15 millionth time, she wondered how she let herself get caught!
A/N: So, I'm trying something new. I don't know how this will pan out, let me know if you guys are interested in this type of thing and maybe I'll continue it. I know I still have Violins I'm writing, but I couldn't get this out of my head since the S2 premiere and Prepon looked so deliciously vampire-y! Thanks for reading!