| Ailsa Parker ( @ 2008-02-03 19:56:00 |
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| Entry tags: | ailsa parker, sebastian lacroix |
Who: Ailsa and Bastian
When: February 3rd, around midnight
Where: The La Croix House
What: The old married couple at home
Rating: Is this really a question anymore? NC-17
Status: Incomplete
After going out to feed, Ailsa ran by her apartment again, bringing back the last box of crap over to Bastian's house. Or rather, their house. The transition of going from steadfastedly single to married was one that Ailsa was getting gradually used to, as she still caught herself referring to things as 'his' or 'hers', when in reality it was 'theirs'. Added to that, of course, was the transition from human to vampire, and Ailsa was doing a better job of it than she'd expected herself to. She chose her prey carefully, taking those who either needed or deserved to die, rather than whomever caught her eye at the moment. Some day, perhaps, she'd give that 'public service' as she called it, up, but for now, it was helping alleviate the feeling of guilt she got occasionally.
Coming back home, Ailsa shut the door behind her and went into the study that they rarely used, setting the box down in a chair and smiling when she saw the empty shelf, that she hadn't had to request. Pulling the books out one by one, Ailsa arranged them on the shelves methodically, making sure each was in the order that she needed them to be, before stepping back and taking a look, tweaking here and there. After breaking down the box and throwing it in the bin outside, Ailsa slid a book from the shelves and went into the living room, wrapping a blanket around herself and curling up in Bastian's chair, the book open on her knee and her head resting against her balled up fist as she read.