halcyon_houses

Who: Jaida, and Vivian
When: Wednesday, evening.
Where: Jaida's dorm
What: Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never.
Warning: I see yelling, and bad language.


The funeral had finally taken place on Monday. It had been over a week since the death of her grandmother, and it had simply been time to let go. In truth, it couldn't really have been called a funeral. Vivian decided to make everything private. Only herself, and a handful of those who had really been close to Dacia had been allowed to attend. Of course, she hadn't been able to be there at all. Which was probably for the best. Vivian didn't think she would have been able to stand there, and watch them pour concrete, and dirt onto a wooden box containing what was left of her family. Instead, she had been where most vampires were during the day. Resting in bed, her head tucked between Henry's bare shoulder blades, while her arms had circled his chest. Amazingly enough, she'd been able to sleep... even with the funeral, and the news of a young woman's body discovered nude, and mutilated on a near by beach having broke the news the previous night. So much for relying on sharks to do away with the evidence.

At first, she was sure that he would be angry with her... for the kidnap. After all, he'd scolded her for the previous life she'd taken. Yet, when he returned home, and found the two of them together, he hadn't frowned, nor told her off like a small child. He'd simply smirked at her. The night ended up being an interesting one. Their first real lesson on feeding, and hunting. They'd been cruel to the woman, and she couldn't even say it was a case of him acting, and her following. Quite the opposite in fact. It had been with her encouragement, that he had taken the woman. Vivian whispering in her ears, holding her arms above her head, her white dress heavily stained with the girls blood, while Henry had fucked the redhead. She knew now that it had to be one of her kinks, because she felt the same rush of excitement she had, when watching Jaida with Alex. Stranger still, she didn't feel that remorse after, as she ahd before.

Everything changed after that night. It was as if something unsaid had been decided between them... as if she had finally reached the point of being worthy of his teachings. It was for that reason, that she only returned to Halcyon to retrieve her belongings. Once everything was wrapped at the school, and on the island, she would return to South Africa... to Henry. One of those lose ends was her reason for standing outside of Jaida's door. The one that she didn't want to do, she was forcing herself to do first. Otherwise, she might be too tempted to just run away like a coward, and never explain herself. Explain... how was she going to explain? She wasn't, she intended to lie. To lie, and say whatever it would take for the muse to hate her. To be glad to see her go. It was for the best.

Vivian tapped on the door with her curled knuckles, before slipping her hands into the pockets of her jeans. Her short hair was straight for the most part. Hanging in a dark bob, just above her shoulders. As the door began to open, she felt herself tense, warm eyes instantly seeking out the familiar blue. "Hey, love..."

Who: Jaida, and Vivian
Where: Vivian's room
When: After classes
What: A movie night with some possible confessing in the mix.

When the invitation to go out for drinks had at first risen, Vivian had every intention to say no. The only time she planned to venture outside of the school, was so that she could work Saturday night. The rest of the time, she remained hidden away with in the ancient walls of Halcyon. Now, not even they felt safe. When she began to think about it, the idea of Jaida venturing out to the club, with someone else perhaps, made her rather nervous. It wasn't a jealousy issue, unlike Charlie, Vivian didn't mind sharing at all, but rather more one of concern. If Henry had dipped into her mind, he likely knew of Jaida, and Vivian feared that he might return to the club, looking for her, and stumble upon her darling sidekick. That, could not happen. So, she had come up with the plan to have them stay in this night. Drink a bit, watch a few films, normally she would expect more, but she wasn't sure if her mood would shift enough to allow her to truly relax.

Ever since Jaida had asked her, whether something was up, she had attempted to be more conscious of her actions. She likely seemed distant the previous morning, where she normally spoke to both Jaida, and Charlie in their early morning class, she had been so swept up in thought, that she hadn't paid either much attention. It had been the same for all of her classes. The time in between, she had rushed back to her dorm, constantly checking over her shoulder, for any sign of something that seemed off. Someone watching her, someone whom she might not normally noticed. But there was nothing. Everything was completely normal, aside for this huge paranoid feeling she was now having.

One heightened, when Wes broke the news of Henry's hire to the school. It completely perplexed her mind. Whoever this friend of his was, obviously praised him enough, so that he was able to weasel his way into the school. Perhaps she should have been more open about what had happened between them? Maybe if she had told her guide, instead of trying to just lock it away, this wouldn't have happened. Fuck, only Charlie knew the whole story, and now she regretted telling him. He could be the link for all she knew. Truth was, she barely knew the guy, and he was a vampire. That was enough to send up a little red flag. Or, there was even Wes, he had been acting strange this week as well... fuck. Just as she was truly starting to trust people, the devil had to show up, and make her doubt every relationship she had began. Jaida, though... she just knew she could trust her.

After offering Charlie a fleeting, half-hearted wave, as she left Bloodlust, Vivian quickly made her way through the halls. Dark eyes moved rapidly through the crowd, casting upon everyone with suspicion. The sooner she reached her dorm, the better. It wasn't long before the dorm room door was being pushed open, before she tossed her bag onto her bed. How much access to the castle, would the grounds keeper have, she wondered. It almost seemed as if his job was to lurk about the school. Fucking perfect position for him, that's what he did best. Vivian sank down to the floor, before her television, shifting through her modest collection of Dvd's, trying to think of anything but the Englishman. Besides, she wanted to seem as normal as possible tonight. Once a few selections had been made. She quickly changed out of her faded Kiss t-shirt, she threw on a red tank top, then tide a bandana over her short hair. It was getting to a length were it was starting to annoy her.

She had taken up residence before her type writer, when she heard the faint knocking at her door. If it hadn't been done in a playful tune, she might have risen from her seat to check who was on the other side. As it was, she leaned back, calling out, "It's open, love, come in."

Who: Charlie and Jaida
Where: Zephir House, Jaida's room
When: evening
What: working on her music (we'll see if they manage to keep their hands off one another)

Another Monday in the books. Definitely nothing to write home about, but it wasn't a bad day either. Just another day. Period. At least he had something good planned for this evening. Seeing Jaida was always fun, though their last night spent alone together had been... difficult. Everything came to such an abrupt and awkward end with him having a mild panic attack over accidently slicing her tongue with one of his fangs. He still felt nervous about that. Tasting human blood straight from the source was insanely better than drinking stale shit out of a bag. Still didn't stop him from inhaling a few pints before heading off to meet Jaida.

She wanted him to listen to some of her music, and hopefully with a set task to accomplish, they wouldn't just start screwing around like normal. He was a bit gunshy after the blood incident, and with the way Jaida kissed, it was inevitable they'd end up in a similar situation in the future. He just needed to be better at handling it. He couldn't hesitate in pulling away, and he didn't need to flip out like the last time. It was all about control.

He kept that in mind as he slung his bass over his back and grabbed up a bottle of tequila. Just because they were going to be focused on music, didn't mean they couldn't drink at the same time! Might help get the creative juices flowin'. He didn't bring any coke this time though. His supply was running low, and it was turning into a more expensive habit now that he needed to use more to get the same rush. Tonight, his high would have to come from playing and drinking... and sex of course. Just 'cause they were working on some songs didn't mean he wasn't expecting to get laid at the end of the evening.

Knocking on her door after he'd managed to sneak into Zephir, Charlie called inside, "Open up before I run off to find some kinky pillow fight to join in."