Tonight, Kaybre stood at the corner of the bar at Los Noches, just standing; quiet and serene. Standing, but not speaking. Why does she go there anyway? She just stands there, looking at the other vampires and humans alike.
Another vampire spots her. His name is Ctys. His hair and eyes, like most vampires, are pitch black, that glistening hue of onyx and his skin that pale moonlike gleam. He watches Kaybre with interest. The strange powerful feeling she radiates complimenting her fragile looks. And her eyes, the molten inferno burning in those eyes of hers. Somehow, the aura she gives off draws him toward her. Something about her engulfed his thoughts in curiosity. He wants to know her. He wants to know her name.
Kaybre notices this observer, eyeing her from afar. In her eyes, he's just another vampire. As he approaches her, she looks down and to the left, a little. She shuts her eyes and listens to his footsteps. When the soft clatters of his shoes on the floor come to a stop, she dares a glance up.
Ctys is smiling at her, openly displaying the pearly twin fangs of his. He reaches for her hand and she impulsively pulls back, but he holds it firmly. He bends slightly, dipping his head and kisses the top of her hand carefully. He then releases her and her hand immediately withdraws to her side.
"Ctys," he says to her, "and your name is…?"
Kaybre looks down without muttering even the slightest hint of anything audible.
Ctys nods slightly and then says with a grin, "I see… pleasure to meet you."
Kaybre stands up straighter and meet Ctys's gaze with a slight smile. He motions to the stools over at the bar and she follows him and takes a seat. He starts talking to her, saying many things. Kaybre remains silent throughout the entire conversation, occasionally looking down or over her shoulder.
"I've seen you around here a few times. You stand out, you know? Like, just the way you dress and your presence is quite noticeable. In a good way, of course. I didn't mean to offend you in any way. What's your name anyway?"
Kaybre doesn't say anything.
Ctys pauses for a moment. She doesn't speak to him at all, not even through thoughts. Even if one is mute, one can still communicate through their thoughts. Ctys always considered his abilities to read people's minds with ease, able to probe through even the strongest of blockades. Why isn't she opening up? Either she has extremely strong walls or she simply had no thoughts at all. He feels like he's speaking to a rock, or a table lamp. It's like he's talking to an inanimate object because, no matter what he says, she shows no response. But he knows she hears. He can read it in her unchanging expression. Her reserve is starting to irritate him.
Ctys continues to talk for no reason apparent to Kaybre.
Without warning, Kaybre levels her eyes to Ctys's and grins. Ctys, taken aback by this bold action blinks and steps back an inch. Kaybre finally slips her hand under her cascading gray dress and pulls out a peculiar blade. Its edge is sharp and precise, for delicate cutting and it has a silver handle with an elaborate design carved into it. Worried, Ctys flinches and wonders, is she a vampire hunter?
Kaybre reaches and pulls Ctys's hand from his side and holds the blade to the underside of his wrist. She pulls back his sleeve exposing the bare flesh above his veins. She carefully carves letters into his wrist, not deep enough to harm too much but enough to draw blood. Ctys, frozen by her actions stands in a trance and not pulling away. KAYBRE is what she engraves in calligraphic writing. Finally, she drops his wrist and licks the blade clean before returning it to its original resting place.
Kaybre walks to the bar to grab a drink. Ctys stands there, stunned at what she just did and begins to feel a furry start to burn inside him for her acting like she was superior.
Standing there with his thoughts still lingering on Kaybre, he doesn't notice the vampire that appeared behind him.
Amnesty here- I was tired of writing this chapter because only one person has replied… I LOVE you vampire-freak13… props to you! Anyway… I might keep writing but it's kind of getting boring. Life's going pretty well though, 'cause I'm hanging out with Roman this weekend and Jake's gonna call me today ;)
