Part 10
Judas listened as he sat in the student bar, as Katrissa Redfern explained her plan to him. He shook his head, not really understanding the need for it all. "So you want me to kill Illyria Blackthorn, then and make it look like her roommate is responsible."
"Yes," Katrissa snapped, seeming quite annoyed, and a little too impatient for his liking. "Keep it down." She cast a nervous glance around.
Well that was her own fault, Judas thought. If she had wanted to discuss Night World business, then wouldn't it have made a little more sense to discuss the plan somewhere more private, or even that new Black Iris would have been better than the student bar.
"Why don't we go somewhere else?" he suggested, deliberately leaning close and whispering into her ear.
Katrissa was smiling at the feel of him so close. "Sure."
They could have been any normal couple leaving a bar anywhere in the world. No one would even think they were going to plot the murder of an innocent vampire. Then Judas found himself smirking at his own choice of words. Kind of an under statement, really. There was no such thing as an innocent vampire.
"So what's Illyria done, anyway?" he asked as the walked across campus back to Katrissa's dorm.
"Nothing," Katrissa said with a smirk. "You were supposed to seduce her and fake a soulmate connection, but that's boring, this is more fun."
Judas didn't even know if it was possible to fake a soulmate connection, and the whole idea of it was ridiculous to him. On the whole, he'd rather just stay the hell away from the idea of soulmates. It made him shudder.
"Yeah, sounds more like it," he agreed absently. They paused on the steps to her dorm building. This wasn't anymore private than the student bar.
"The whole point of it is to drive Illyria's roommate insane. She did something to my cousin Adrianna, and she has to pay for it." Katrissa's voice was full of bitter hatred.
Judas found he wasn't all that surprised. He'd heard similar things, hell, he'd even *done* similar things. He wasn't going to pass on the opportunity just because this was something he had done before. It'd keep him busy for a while, if nothing else.
"Fine, but I do charge for my services," he smiled, showing his teeth. A girl going past them shuddered and hurried inside.
Katrissa made a face. "I can pay you in other ways," she offered, shaking her hair away from her shoulders.
Judas looked down her low cut top at the nice amount of cleavage he could see there. Then shook his head. "No, if you want her dead, I charge, like any other assassin would."
"Fine," she hissed with annoyance. "Make it cheap." He whispered an amount in her ear. He grabbed the hand she had placed on his chest, sure she would have ripped his heart out if she had had the chance. "You'd better be fucking worth it," she muttered.
He chuckled. "I am, trust me on that one."
"All right, we'll discuss payment arrangements later." She turned to go inside
"You don't want me to come?" he offered with a grin.
Katrissa stared at him, then shrugged. "Why not?" They both went inside and up to her room.
* * *
Well that was interesting to say the east. Lizette had been on her way to meet a friend in Katrissa's dorm, and had stopped in surprise when she had seen Katrissa with the formidable Judas Darkstorm, a tall, thin and frightening vampire with cold silver eyes that glittered in the dark, almost demonically. She had made sure she was well hidden as she listened to their conversation. Would Illyria believe her? She knew that Illyria actually had a *thing* for Judas.
Oh, this was a nasty problem.
* * *
Judas listened as he sat in the student bar, as Katrissa Redfern explained her plan to him. He shook his head, not really understanding the need for it all. "So you want me to kill Illyria Blackthorn, then and make it look like her roommate is responsible."
"Yes," Katrissa snapped, seeming quite annoyed, and a little too impatient for his liking. "Keep it down." She cast a nervous glance around.
Well that was her own fault, Judas thought. If she had wanted to discuss Night World business, then wouldn't it have made a little more sense to discuss the plan somewhere more private, or even that new Black Iris would have been better than the student bar.
"Why don't we go somewhere else?" he suggested, deliberately leaning close and whispering into her ear.
Katrissa was smiling at the feel of him so close. "Sure."
They could have been any normal couple leaving a bar anywhere in the world. No one would even think they were going to plot the murder of an innocent vampire. Then Judas found himself smirking at his own choice of words. Kind of an under statement, really. There was no such thing as an innocent vampire.
"So what's Illyria done, anyway?" he asked as the walked across campus back to Katrissa's dorm.
"Nothing," Katrissa said with a smirk. "You were supposed to seduce her and fake a soulmate connection, but that's boring, this is more fun."
Judas didn't even know if it was possible to fake a soulmate connection, and the whole idea of it was ridiculous to him. On the whole, he'd rather just stay the hell away from the idea of soulmates. It made him shudder.
"Yeah, sounds more like it," he agreed absently. They paused on the steps to her dorm building. This wasn't anymore private than the student bar.
"The whole point of it is to drive Illyria's roommate insane. She did something to my cousin Adrianna, and she has to pay for it." Katrissa's voice was full of bitter hatred.
Judas found he wasn't all that surprised. He'd heard similar things, hell, he'd even *done* similar things. He wasn't going to pass on the opportunity just because this was something he had done before. It'd keep him busy for a while, if nothing else.
"Fine, but I do charge for my services," he smiled, showing his teeth. A girl going past them shuddered and hurried inside.
Katrissa made a face. "I can pay you in other ways," she offered, shaking her hair away from her shoulders.
Judas looked down her low cut top at the nice amount of cleavage he could see there. Then shook his head. "No, if you want her dead, I charge, like any other assassin would."
"Fine," she hissed with annoyance. "Make it cheap." He whispered an amount in her ear. He grabbed the hand she had placed on his chest, sure she would have ripped his heart out if she had had the chance. "You'd better be fucking worth it," she muttered.
He chuckled. "I am, trust me on that one."
"All right, we'll discuss payment arrangements later." She turned to go inside
"You don't want me to come?" he offered with a grin.
Katrissa stared at him, then shrugged. "Why not?" They both went inside and up to her room.
* * *
Well that was interesting to say the east. Lizette had been on her way to meet a friend in Katrissa's dorm, and had stopped in surprise when she had seen Katrissa with the formidable Judas Darkstorm, a tall, thin and frightening vampire with cold silver eyes that glittered in the dark, almost demonically. She had made sure she was well hidden as she listened to their conversation. Would Illyria believe her? She knew that Illyria actually had a *thing* for Judas.
Oh, this was a nasty problem.
* * *