"I really am starting to detest these meetings, Kraven." I told him as I walked into the room, he glanced up from his books and charts, sitting behind a luring french carved desk I'd presume from my perspective. He had an annoyed look in his eye but I responded with a blank expression. He absolutely hated when I did not respond with emotion but I was not going to give him that satisfaction. He didn't deserve anything from me. Ever.
He sighed deeply, making an exaggeration of it so I mentally rolled my eyes as I looked around the room, waiting for a response from him. My eyes sparkled against the bright light in the room, and then I snapped my gaze back to Kraven. He shut the folders, slipping the papers of charts within it before clamping his hands together onto the table.
"Where is Selene?" He prompted, I looked at him then, giving a small fraction of emotion before going back to blank. My jaw set, my teeth clenching together for a few seconds before unclenching.
"Please, tell me. You did not call for me to just ask me this." I spoke every word slowly to get better effect. I shook my head, making a small noise of a mock chuckle then flipped my hair back, looking over at Kraven before turning around, heading for the door.
"That's not all, Vinessa." I turned on my heel, and stared him square in the eyes before simply walking back over, leaning forward a little. The desk was the only thing separating me from strangling Kraven right now. My lips curled slightly as I spoke once again.
"I have had no rest for the past few nights, and I do not need your lecturing, nor your annoying little spats of this so-called infatuation that you have for Selene. I am simply trying to prepare for the awakening of Markus which is only so many nights from now. Or did you forget so soon, Kraven?" I titled my head to the side, my hair falling to the side as well before shoving back and moving towards the door, the door swinging open and slamming shut behind me as I walked down the hallway. I could practically feel the tension and annoyance floating off Kraven now. My heels clicked against the marble floor as I made my way over to the downstairs steps, flying past Aristocrats who wouldn't know a battle if was in front of their very eyes, making my way now over to some more steps on down. I could hear gun shots. Kahn.
I had a smile plastered on my face as I walked on over to him, seeing he was shooting a statue of a head. Marble. Bullet holes decorating the face of it now. My eyes shifted over to Kahn who still had his gun aim. I really didn't see the need to disturb him, I just needed a quick chat to pass time for now. It was boring when I had nothing to do. If Markus was here...he'd make things interesting. He made everything interesting...like William. But as Viktor said, it is the law, not to dwell into the past. But how can we do this when the past will not stayed buried?
"Who are you ticked off at today?" I asked, probably already knowing whom but played the game instead. Kahn lowered his gun and looked over at me with a sideways grin. My weight shifted onto one foot as I leaned against the marble wall behind me, staring at the bullet holed head statue that lowered and a new statue raised up behind it. It was amazing how well technology had advanced nowadays.
"I heard you spoke to Kraven…again." I could hear his low chuckle at that, he moved on over to the table that was layered with more guns then one could imagine. I remained where I was, enjoying the coldness of the marble wall behind me. It felt nice somehow. The coolness of it tickling at the back of my neck that was bare due to my hair shifting over my right shoulder at the moment.
"He was just prattling about his infatuation again. Nothing more, nothing less of course." I told him, letting my eyes divert to my boots I wore on my feet then to the marble floor. I could feel Kahn's presence beside me at an instant. It made me shiver mentally but I showed none of that in my physical appearance. I could not and would not.
I could simply walk out right now and never return, but that would be abandoning the one thing that holds me together. Memories within these walls, darkness developing everywhere. We had moved to many places before, yes, and needing to move when humans got to interested and spectical. At least Viktor had not risen yet, I couldn't stand to look at him again. But I did nonetheless, watch his tomb, half expecting it to be the day he is to be awaken. As stated, this awakening is only a century ahead. After Markus's regin of course. Amelia was coming with the council to awaken Markus. I would like to see Markus again, much more than the other two. Markus understood, and he talked more in depth at times. Understanding and compassionate, like William had been. Still, It'd be good to see Ameila more often as I do now but we do not always get what we want in life. I learned that the hard way.
I then noticed Kahn was still there and was about to speak as I could hear his sigh of sadness for a moment. What did he have to be sad about? Everything of course.
"You shouldn't let him bother you like this." Kahn whispered to me, I raised my head up and looked to my right, away from him. Folding my arms across my chest in a near pout expression. I could feel his eyes burning into my head as he stared for a moment, then the pressure was gone as he shifted his eyes somewhere else. I could hear the clicking of his boots as he walked away, I turned to look around the corner and saw him holding his gun again, heading on over to his desk back in the office. I moved back around the corner, and walked on off out of the guns department as I liked to call it. I really detested my meetings with Kraven, and a lecture from Kahn would not help matters at all. I could hear two doors swinging open and slamming shut from above. Ah. Why now, Kraven should practically be delighted to the thrills. His little infatuation was back.
Selene was finally back.
