I returned to Las Noches about twenty minutes later with a new skip in my
step. Of course I hadn't killed the girl; we vampires at Single Earth
rarely if never kill. Yes, I am one of the very few vampires that go to
Single Earth. It is a new organization and I was one of the first vampires
to join. Of course I don't openly tell vampires that I go there. That would
tell them that I was weak. Which I am. To tell you the truth, I hadn't made
a kill in 3 years.
When I had been at Single Earth, a pair of witches had been talking about Ash Night. The infamous writer. Risika must be beaming with joy to have her fight with Aubrey openly publicized. And no doubt Aubrey is seething. I laughed as I pushed open the doors to Las Noches. I knew that Ash Night would never write about me, I am of no real importance to the vampiric world.
I walked into Las Noches, openly welcoming the loud bass music that shot though my body, the spider web mirrors that were left that way no thanks to Risika, and I smiled openly at Rabe, who was on duty at the bar. "Morning," she said casually as she sniffed bottles, trying to find me a drink. I only drank cyanide. It is a preferred taste, if you ask me. Plus, no humans drink it so it all means more for me!
"Don't act so cheerful," I warned her as she handed me a bottle after she looked at it through a red light. I don't know why everyone does that, it never helps. Once I took a nice long sip of my drink, I set it down and looked at Rabe. She didn't seem tired in the least, while I am close to sleeping. Feeding makes me sleepy, which is why I don't feed until late night or very early morning.
"Sorry, I know you don't want it to get infectious." Despite her serious tone, I could tell she was joking. Her eyes gave her away. Heh, no really, they did.
A moment later I found Aubrey next to me, but he did not greet me, and I didn't greet him. We don't really like each other but we don't hate each other enough to try to kill each other, for the second time. We are after all already dead. "Moira was looking for you," Kaei told him as he approached the bar. "She mentioned something about helping you 'dice the writer into bite-sized pieces.' "Yep, I thought to myself, taking another sip. That sounded like Moira alright. I kept quiet. Rabe was listening too.
"Fala was looking for you too," Kaei continued her expression grim. "She was talking about turning the author into ash- making her 'fit her name better' ". Hmm yep, that sounded like Fala as well. I knew why they were so fizzed. Ash Night told them the truth, they were weak.
"Maybe they could draw straws," Aubrey answered wearily. No doubt he didn't want to deal with either of the two vampires. I wasn't in the mood to deal with any vampires.
"Do what you will," Kaei replied, walking away. She gave me a quick glance and a smirk as she passed, but she quickly went on to serve another vampire. What Kaei said to him was of no importance, on his point of view that is. I turned and walked to the other side of the club and sat down at a table, pulling out a book. Not just any old book, Ash Night's Tiger Tiger. Flipping through the pages, I found my spot and continued to read. Hopefully no strong vampires would catch me. I doubt they would enjoy seeing a weak vampire enjoying reading about stronger vampire weaknesses.
"What are you reading?" I slammed the book shut and looked up a young girl, no older than 17.
"A book." I answered as I put it back into my pocket. "Or I was reading it until you interrupted me." A hurt look flickered across her face but she did not make a move to leave.
"Who is the author?" Despite my resistance to killing my prey, it did not mean that I wouldn't hesitate to damage a human that was annoying me. I gave her one of my 'Aubrey looks', or that is what I call him. It was that look that he gave others when he was not in the mood to talk but in the mood to injure. Luckily for the girl, she took the unspoken advice and scuttled off.
Noticing that it was not a safe time to read the book, I did not take it out again. With Aubrey, and Jager- no, I corrected myself as I saw Fala appear- those two and Fala in the room, it was not a safe thing to be reading. The Bible would be safer, and that's saying something.
I stretched as I yawned. Even dead things can catch the contagious yawn. Even dead things can admire art. Kendra's voice popped into my head suddenly and I pushed it out. But art cannot admire dead things, or can it? Why couldn't I get her words out of my head?
The shattering of glass jolted me out of my thoughts and I saw the girl who had been talking to me moments before standing up from a table so she could dust the glass off of her jeans. Shattering glass was not an uncommon thing here in Las Noches.
You enjoy the sound of shattering glass, but not the shattering of bones? Cairbre, I expected more of you. Why wouldn't Kendra's words leave me?!? Slamming my fists down in the table, I cursed in confusion. However it was drowned out by Fala.
"Damn you Aubrey!" She screamed and I saw several humans leave the club. It was not safe for humans to be here when two vampires were fighting.
"Already been done," he responded calmly. Personally I disliked both of them equally, but now I was on Aubrey's side. I had only picked up on a few lines of the conversation, but it was enough to make me fume. Fala had wanted to kill Ash Night, and Aubrey hadn't yet. I didn't want her to die, personally. She was a rather good writer and I knew I wouldn't be written about. Me in the safe zone means I let anyone who doesn't disturb me go by. Ash Night included.
"Damn you again!" She hissed and I simply took a sip of my drink. I was used to that tone; she used it on other weaker vampires all the time.
"Too late," I heard Aubrey quip and I smiled. On the inside. "And after 5000 years I'd think you'd come up with something better than that." Good one Aubrey, I thought to myself, not daring to think too loud. He might actually hear me. And God knows we don't want that. But I doubt highly that God is watching over me now, if he ever was.
The two of them left no later than a minute after. Jager left quickly after, which meant that I was safe to pull out my book. Which I did and continue reading in the dark vibrating room. I was smart enough to go on the wall with out the mirrors. Even though my reflection is mistier than it had been years ago, my book doesn't mistify along with me.
"Nice book." Shit. My body froze instantly upon hearing that voice. If I could go paler, I did. "How far are you into it?" Her cool tone was the only thing that made me answer.
"The fight," I replied, my voice calm as if I didn't care what Risika thought. But of course I did. My life ~ or unlife, depending on which way you thought about it ~ depended on it. Carefully she pulled the book out of my hand and read the first few lines.
Then her ice piercing laugh echoed in the room and I saw several more humans, including the girl I met, leave. Rabe and Kaei stiffened and looked over in my direction. Both pairs of eyes widened, and Rabe's changed color. Not a very good thing. That was the color of fear. "This is just how I remember it," Risika told me matter-of-factly, handing me the book back with a smile.
"Me too," I answered, calmly placing my bookmark into the page and closing the book. I had been there, but luckily not in the front. I had been sitting on the bar only about a foot or two away from Fala. She had placed a bet on who would win, and I placed a bet against her. She stilled owed me that money.
"Ah yes," she answered, looking me over. Her black striped hair and her black eyes made her look wild and ready for anything, but her plain jeans and low cut crimson red t-shirt meant that she wasn't in the mood to fight. I had been in the presence of Risika more than once and am now able to interpret her attitude by her clothing. Too bad I hadn't learned that talent 20 years ago. "One of Kendra's fledglings aren't you?" I nodded.
"Lucky guess?" I asked her as she sat down with me. I was partially shocked, considering that strong vampires, especially Silver vampires, who is mostly everyone here, usually don't even glance at me.
"Paint flakes in your hair," was her reply, which I laughed at. She smiled along with me, and I was glad that I hadn't offended her. "Well, keep reading; the best part is coming up." Nodding to her, she vanished.
I let my muscles relax; I wasn't going to die tonight. I retreated to my room instantly, but what I found there was less than inviting.
When I had been at Single Earth, a pair of witches had been talking about Ash Night. The infamous writer. Risika must be beaming with joy to have her fight with Aubrey openly publicized. And no doubt Aubrey is seething. I laughed as I pushed open the doors to Las Noches. I knew that Ash Night would never write about me, I am of no real importance to the vampiric world.
I walked into Las Noches, openly welcoming the loud bass music that shot though my body, the spider web mirrors that were left that way no thanks to Risika, and I smiled openly at Rabe, who was on duty at the bar. "Morning," she said casually as she sniffed bottles, trying to find me a drink. I only drank cyanide. It is a preferred taste, if you ask me. Plus, no humans drink it so it all means more for me!
"Don't act so cheerful," I warned her as she handed me a bottle after she looked at it through a red light. I don't know why everyone does that, it never helps. Once I took a nice long sip of my drink, I set it down and looked at Rabe. She didn't seem tired in the least, while I am close to sleeping. Feeding makes me sleepy, which is why I don't feed until late night or very early morning.
"Sorry, I know you don't want it to get infectious." Despite her serious tone, I could tell she was joking. Her eyes gave her away. Heh, no really, they did.
A moment later I found Aubrey next to me, but he did not greet me, and I didn't greet him. We don't really like each other but we don't hate each other enough to try to kill each other, for the second time. We are after all already dead. "Moira was looking for you," Kaei told him as he approached the bar. "She mentioned something about helping you 'dice the writer into bite-sized pieces.' "Yep, I thought to myself, taking another sip. That sounded like Moira alright. I kept quiet. Rabe was listening too.
"Fala was looking for you too," Kaei continued her expression grim. "She was talking about turning the author into ash- making her 'fit her name better' ". Hmm yep, that sounded like Fala as well. I knew why they were so fizzed. Ash Night told them the truth, they were weak.
"Maybe they could draw straws," Aubrey answered wearily. No doubt he didn't want to deal with either of the two vampires. I wasn't in the mood to deal with any vampires.
"Do what you will," Kaei replied, walking away. She gave me a quick glance and a smirk as she passed, but she quickly went on to serve another vampire. What Kaei said to him was of no importance, on his point of view that is. I turned and walked to the other side of the club and sat down at a table, pulling out a book. Not just any old book, Ash Night's Tiger Tiger. Flipping through the pages, I found my spot and continued to read. Hopefully no strong vampires would catch me. I doubt they would enjoy seeing a weak vampire enjoying reading about stronger vampire weaknesses.
"What are you reading?" I slammed the book shut and looked up a young girl, no older than 17.
"A book." I answered as I put it back into my pocket. "Or I was reading it until you interrupted me." A hurt look flickered across her face but she did not make a move to leave.
"Who is the author?" Despite my resistance to killing my prey, it did not mean that I wouldn't hesitate to damage a human that was annoying me. I gave her one of my 'Aubrey looks', or that is what I call him. It was that look that he gave others when he was not in the mood to talk but in the mood to injure. Luckily for the girl, she took the unspoken advice and scuttled off.
Noticing that it was not a safe time to read the book, I did not take it out again. With Aubrey, and Jager- no, I corrected myself as I saw Fala appear- those two and Fala in the room, it was not a safe thing to be reading. The Bible would be safer, and that's saying something.
I stretched as I yawned. Even dead things can catch the contagious yawn. Even dead things can admire art. Kendra's voice popped into my head suddenly and I pushed it out. But art cannot admire dead things, or can it? Why couldn't I get her words out of my head?
The shattering of glass jolted me out of my thoughts and I saw the girl who had been talking to me moments before standing up from a table so she could dust the glass off of her jeans. Shattering glass was not an uncommon thing here in Las Noches.
You enjoy the sound of shattering glass, but not the shattering of bones? Cairbre, I expected more of you. Why wouldn't Kendra's words leave me?!? Slamming my fists down in the table, I cursed in confusion. However it was drowned out by Fala.
"Damn you Aubrey!" She screamed and I saw several humans leave the club. It was not safe for humans to be here when two vampires were fighting.
"Already been done," he responded calmly. Personally I disliked both of them equally, but now I was on Aubrey's side. I had only picked up on a few lines of the conversation, but it was enough to make me fume. Fala had wanted to kill Ash Night, and Aubrey hadn't yet. I didn't want her to die, personally. She was a rather good writer and I knew I wouldn't be written about. Me in the safe zone means I let anyone who doesn't disturb me go by. Ash Night included.
"Damn you again!" She hissed and I simply took a sip of my drink. I was used to that tone; she used it on other weaker vampires all the time.
"Too late," I heard Aubrey quip and I smiled. On the inside. "And after 5000 years I'd think you'd come up with something better than that." Good one Aubrey, I thought to myself, not daring to think too loud. He might actually hear me. And God knows we don't want that. But I doubt highly that God is watching over me now, if he ever was.
The two of them left no later than a minute after. Jager left quickly after, which meant that I was safe to pull out my book. Which I did and continue reading in the dark vibrating room. I was smart enough to go on the wall with out the mirrors. Even though my reflection is mistier than it had been years ago, my book doesn't mistify along with me.
"Nice book." Shit. My body froze instantly upon hearing that voice. If I could go paler, I did. "How far are you into it?" Her cool tone was the only thing that made me answer.
"The fight," I replied, my voice calm as if I didn't care what Risika thought. But of course I did. My life ~ or unlife, depending on which way you thought about it ~ depended on it. Carefully she pulled the book out of my hand and read the first few lines.
Then her ice piercing laugh echoed in the room and I saw several more humans, including the girl I met, leave. Rabe and Kaei stiffened and looked over in my direction. Both pairs of eyes widened, and Rabe's changed color. Not a very good thing. That was the color of fear. "This is just how I remember it," Risika told me matter-of-factly, handing me the book back with a smile.
"Me too," I answered, calmly placing my bookmark into the page and closing the book. I had been there, but luckily not in the front. I had been sitting on the bar only about a foot or two away from Fala. She had placed a bet on who would win, and I placed a bet against her. She stilled owed me that money.
"Ah yes," she answered, looking me over. Her black striped hair and her black eyes made her look wild and ready for anything, but her plain jeans and low cut crimson red t-shirt meant that she wasn't in the mood to fight. I had been in the presence of Risika more than once and am now able to interpret her attitude by her clothing. Too bad I hadn't learned that talent 20 years ago. "One of Kendra's fledglings aren't you?" I nodded.
"Lucky guess?" I asked her as she sat down with me. I was partially shocked, considering that strong vampires, especially Silver vampires, who is mostly everyone here, usually don't even glance at me.
"Paint flakes in your hair," was her reply, which I laughed at. She smiled along with me, and I was glad that I hadn't offended her. "Well, keep reading; the best part is coming up." Nodding to her, she vanished.
I let my muscles relax; I wasn't going to die tonight. I retreated to my room instantly, but what I found there was less than inviting.