Sands & Victoria Evening 3 part 2
"Well, it was quite the news," Edward says. "And so dramatic. I hear the
coup d'etat didn't succeed because of him."
I exhale for effect. "Sands is here, Edward, if you're so interested, you just run off and find him. I'd love to hear you ask him these questions." Yes. Sands would rip his lips off.
I tug on Victoria's arm. "What to see our library?"
Victoria: "I'd love to, " I say to him with a smile. "I'm sure the company would be greatly improved."
Edwards eyes flash and Andre quickens his step.
"Is everyone here so distasteful?" I ask. I already know the answer. Yes they are. The young ones are crude and have no respect and the old ones expect you to quake as they pass by. Everyone is always trying to trump each other. It's all so tiring.
Andre: "To tell you the truth, there are a few interesting people, but they're all in the basement and they're much too serious for me." I lead her up the stairs. She moves like a dancer. "Here," I gesture to the right side of the landing and lead her into the library. "This is the part opened to everyone. They have more libraries for serious researchers."
Victoria: "Serious researchers?" I question as I look around the room. "Much too serious for you? What to you do for distraction then?" I'm eager to hear the answer.
Andre: "Me, I dabble in the stock market but I actually do spend a lot of time with my business." I cock my head to the side. "I love hair. Of course, eventually people will notice I'm not getting older, and I'll have to sell. I already have several people interested in buying it."
Victoria: "Why don't you pretend to have family, pass it along to an heir?" I ask casually. There are some large leather chairs scattered about the room. I motion for us to sit. Once we are situated a small group enters the library. I look them over and glance quickly at Andre. It Cerese and she's brought company. Two other female vampires equally distasteful. This could be trouble.
Andre: Here's Cerese and two of her buddies. Sharks each one. She circles closer and comes to stand in front of Victoria.
"So, tell me, how long have you known Sands?" Cerese asks Victoria.
Victoria: "Long enough," I reply with a dismissive glance and a smile. "Why does the length of my associate concern you?" I tense my body ready for what might come.
Andre: Cerese gives one of her practice laughs. "Well, my dear, the longer you know the psychobeauty, the more you realize why he usually stays away from the rest of us." She looks at me. "Even his best friends."
Victoria: "Psychobeauty?" I question. "What is that supposed to mean?" He stays away from the rest of you because you're annoying as hell I think to myself.
Andre: Oh, now I can feel it coming. Cerese was just waiting for a chance to release her venom, so I speak before she can.
"Sheldon has had some problems in the past. Haven't we all?" I look around at them.
Cerese crosses her arms. "We don't go around killing anything that moves, Andre. We're selective, at least. Sands likes to kill."
Victoria: I lean forward a little more, here's my chance. "We're vampires, killing is what we do."
Andre: I wonder where Victoria has been. Cerese has her claws out now. "No, dear," she says in a soft voice to Victoria. "We don't just kill. We feed. We kill to protect ourselves. But Sands kills for pleasure. Friend, foe, it doesn't matter much to him."
Victoria: I run my hands down the legs of my leather pants. I don't like what I've heard, but I don't like to be threatened either. And this lady is working hard to shake me up. In my day we were taught to hold it all in, well some times it's better to let it out. "I can see why he might enjoy killing some people." I smile, fangs bared.
Andre: "Cerese, you're just full of old news tonight," I tell her in my boast bored tone. "This is Victoria Dupree. She knows everything about Sands. Your attempts at juicy gossip are rather dried up, love."
Victoria: I cast a glance over to Andre. He's very good at this, at intrigue. I can't help but smile. But she has struck a cord deep inside and given me a few things to think about. I turn my attention back to Cerese. "Yes, Andre is correct. You'll find no gossip here with me. I'm afraid my lips are sealed."
Andre: I study Victoria. She is quite the beauty and looks athletic, too. Maybe she's a dancer. Certainly she'd be a danger to Cerese, whose only exercise is flapping her lips. Let her talk about my brother all she wants, poisoned tongue bitch. She's just bitter because he never found her interesting enough to court.
I lean closer to Victoria. "Have you ever modeled?" I touch her shining hair.
Victoria: "No, I haven't." I reply quietly. "Although I once had my portrait painted, but that was a long time ago."
Andre: I wet my lips. I would love to follow Victoria and Sheldon into the bedroom. I wonder if she'd be interested in a three-way. Her words jar me from my fantasy. Is she so innocent then? "You have not been in New York before?"
Victoria: I lean back into the chair and look into his eyes. You can tell lot about a person through their eyes. "Not for a very long time. But tell me more about you and your brother. How did you meet?" I am curious and do like to gossip, just not with vamps like Cerese.
Andre:
Her question brings a smile to my lips. "Sheldon and I met in Spain, where I lived at the time, before the Napoleonic wars. He and I were at a.gentleman's club. He was the foreigner, you understand, so most of the club's members didn't trust him. Only I realized he was a member of the brotherhood."
She would know nothing of the strict rules of society in Spain at that time, of the separation of classes, and the snobbery of the rich upper classes. Everyone else was an outsider, and an Englishman was even more suspect.
Victoria: "We're about the same age then." I glance around the room as a few more persons float around. "How long do you think Sands will be, with . . . Quinn was it?"
Andre: Again, she makes me smile. "I had been a member of the brotherhood since long before Sheldon joined our ranks, my dear." I look at the women who came with Cerese. They are hovering nearby, waiting for someone to die perhaps.
"He has some business." I shrug. "It may take him a while. Do you know what he's talking to Quinn about?"
Victoria: I made him smile. That's good, perhaps he'll trust me more easily. I look to see who might be eaves dropping and then lean in closer to Andre. I motion him to come closer. I lower my voice to a whisper. "He and I were ambushed today on Park Avenue by 5 members of the Viscalli."
Andre: Her words shock me. "You have no doubt about this?" She shakes her head. I take her arm and she stands. We walk off, not too fast, until we can get away from Cerese and her clutch. "Why would they attack you, Victoria?" I ask. Could she have some feud with Viscalli clan?
Victoria: I shake my head, "I don't have any idea why. I haven't been around our kind very much. My sire kept me, . . . separated. I wasn't even aware that problems existed." I look at him with my large green eyes.
Andre: Fascinating, but why would they target my dear Sheldon? I am thoughtful. "Maybe it's another war," I say softly.
To Be Continued
I exhale for effect. "Sands is here, Edward, if you're so interested, you just run off and find him. I'd love to hear you ask him these questions." Yes. Sands would rip his lips off.
I tug on Victoria's arm. "What to see our library?"
Victoria: "I'd love to, " I say to him with a smile. "I'm sure the company would be greatly improved."
Edwards eyes flash and Andre quickens his step.
"Is everyone here so distasteful?" I ask. I already know the answer. Yes they are. The young ones are crude and have no respect and the old ones expect you to quake as they pass by. Everyone is always trying to trump each other. It's all so tiring.
Andre: "To tell you the truth, there are a few interesting people, but they're all in the basement and they're much too serious for me." I lead her up the stairs. She moves like a dancer. "Here," I gesture to the right side of the landing and lead her into the library. "This is the part opened to everyone. They have more libraries for serious researchers."
Victoria: "Serious researchers?" I question as I look around the room. "Much too serious for you? What to you do for distraction then?" I'm eager to hear the answer.
Andre: "Me, I dabble in the stock market but I actually do spend a lot of time with my business." I cock my head to the side. "I love hair. Of course, eventually people will notice I'm not getting older, and I'll have to sell. I already have several people interested in buying it."
Victoria: "Why don't you pretend to have family, pass it along to an heir?" I ask casually. There are some large leather chairs scattered about the room. I motion for us to sit. Once we are situated a small group enters the library. I look them over and glance quickly at Andre. It Cerese and she's brought company. Two other female vampires equally distasteful. This could be trouble.
Andre: Here's Cerese and two of her buddies. Sharks each one. She circles closer and comes to stand in front of Victoria.
"So, tell me, how long have you known Sands?" Cerese asks Victoria.
Victoria: "Long enough," I reply with a dismissive glance and a smile. "Why does the length of my associate concern you?" I tense my body ready for what might come.
Andre: Cerese gives one of her practice laughs. "Well, my dear, the longer you know the psychobeauty, the more you realize why he usually stays away from the rest of us." She looks at me. "Even his best friends."
Victoria: "Psychobeauty?" I question. "What is that supposed to mean?" He stays away from the rest of you because you're annoying as hell I think to myself.
Andre: Oh, now I can feel it coming. Cerese was just waiting for a chance to release her venom, so I speak before she can.
"Sheldon has had some problems in the past. Haven't we all?" I look around at them.
Cerese crosses her arms. "We don't go around killing anything that moves, Andre. We're selective, at least. Sands likes to kill."
Victoria: I lean forward a little more, here's my chance. "We're vampires, killing is what we do."
Andre: I wonder where Victoria has been. Cerese has her claws out now. "No, dear," she says in a soft voice to Victoria. "We don't just kill. We feed. We kill to protect ourselves. But Sands kills for pleasure. Friend, foe, it doesn't matter much to him."
Victoria: I run my hands down the legs of my leather pants. I don't like what I've heard, but I don't like to be threatened either. And this lady is working hard to shake me up. In my day we were taught to hold it all in, well some times it's better to let it out. "I can see why he might enjoy killing some people." I smile, fangs bared.
Andre: "Cerese, you're just full of old news tonight," I tell her in my boast bored tone. "This is Victoria Dupree. She knows everything about Sands. Your attempts at juicy gossip are rather dried up, love."
Victoria: I cast a glance over to Andre. He's very good at this, at intrigue. I can't help but smile. But she has struck a cord deep inside and given me a few things to think about. I turn my attention back to Cerese. "Yes, Andre is correct. You'll find no gossip here with me. I'm afraid my lips are sealed."
Andre: I study Victoria. She is quite the beauty and looks athletic, too. Maybe she's a dancer. Certainly she'd be a danger to Cerese, whose only exercise is flapping her lips. Let her talk about my brother all she wants, poisoned tongue bitch. She's just bitter because he never found her interesting enough to court.
I lean closer to Victoria. "Have you ever modeled?" I touch her shining hair.
Victoria: "No, I haven't." I reply quietly. "Although I once had my portrait painted, but that was a long time ago."
Andre: I wet my lips. I would love to follow Victoria and Sheldon into the bedroom. I wonder if she'd be interested in a three-way. Her words jar me from my fantasy. Is she so innocent then? "You have not been in New York before?"
Victoria: I lean back into the chair and look into his eyes. You can tell lot about a person through their eyes. "Not for a very long time. But tell me more about you and your brother. How did you meet?" I am curious and do like to gossip, just not with vamps like Cerese.
Andre:
Her question brings a smile to my lips. "Sheldon and I met in Spain, where I lived at the time, before the Napoleonic wars. He and I were at a.gentleman's club. He was the foreigner, you understand, so most of the club's members didn't trust him. Only I realized he was a member of the brotherhood."
She would know nothing of the strict rules of society in Spain at that time, of the separation of classes, and the snobbery of the rich upper classes. Everyone else was an outsider, and an Englishman was even more suspect.
Victoria: "We're about the same age then." I glance around the room as a few more persons float around. "How long do you think Sands will be, with . . . Quinn was it?"
Andre: Again, she makes me smile. "I had been a member of the brotherhood since long before Sheldon joined our ranks, my dear." I look at the women who came with Cerese. They are hovering nearby, waiting for someone to die perhaps.
"He has some business." I shrug. "It may take him a while. Do you know what he's talking to Quinn about?"
Victoria: I made him smile. That's good, perhaps he'll trust me more easily. I look to see who might be eaves dropping and then lean in closer to Andre. I motion him to come closer. I lower my voice to a whisper. "He and I were ambushed today on Park Avenue by 5 members of the Viscalli."
Andre: Her words shock me. "You have no doubt about this?" She shakes her head. I take her arm and she stands. We walk off, not too fast, until we can get away from Cerese and her clutch. "Why would they attack you, Victoria?" I ask. Could she have some feud with Viscalli clan?
Victoria: I shake my head, "I don't have any idea why. I haven't been around our kind very much. My sire kept me, . . . separated. I wasn't even aware that problems existed." I look at him with my large green eyes.
Andre: Fascinating, but why would they target my dear Sheldon? I am thoughtful. "Maybe it's another war," I say softly.
To Be Continued