Eloisa Chavez (your_rage) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-04-18 14:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 2009-09-05, eloisa, missy, valya |
come with me if you want to live
Who: Eloisa, Missy and Valya
When: Few hours after sunset
Where: Outside Missy's; Valya's home
Now the thing about causing someone's life to be ruined was that it wasn't as much fun if you couldn't see the fall-out. Eloisa wanted to see the fall-out from Missy's incident so badly that she could taste it. But oh no, her sire -- that silly Russian Rose who didn't know how demeaning it was to love a human -- had been keeping her shut up in her place and didn't seem keen on letting her out. So Eloisa had waited and the prior night had been when the new vampire had gone out. Eloisa could've followed her, but she'd decided no, she'd wait until night when Valya would have time to prepare. Sure that she'd find her at her home, Eloisa had gone to the house that smelled of the hunter on the road where she'd met that little sister of hers. Oh she wished she could get her to show Valya!
As it stood she was sure she'd still please her Rider of Famine with the presentation of Missy. A vampire hunter turned into a vampire just because someone couldn't let her go. It was a wonderful tale and Eloisa had to wonder just how angry Missy was. Did she know yet that the Russian didn't need to do what she had? If she didn't then Eloisa would simply have to tell her. Sires shouldn't have secrets from their children. Eloisa didn't know her own sire, but if she had... Oh! Her thoughts ground to a halt when she heard steps approaching and yet again she peered down through the branches of the tree she'd conceal herself in, hoping to see the familiar blonde hair. Unbloodied now, which was just too bad, but Eloisa supposed... it'd looked better before. Corners of her mouth pulling back in a grin that set her fangs gleaming, Eloisa dropped down in front of Missy and straightened. That the former hunter might have a gun or anything dangerous didn't occur to her. Why would she be anymore afraid of her now than when she'd been alive! She was still just a little slip of a thing hardly worth the blood she needed to stay alive.
"You look terrible," Eloisa informed Missy after giving her a once-over. "On and tsk! You've been crying!" Reaching out, the Rider wiped a smear of blood off her cheek. "At least you're eating already. Kill it yourself?" That'd be delightfully pleasing and moreso since Eloisa had helped loose it on the world. "Oh, and now come with me, you must meet Valya. She adores children." Like she hadn't thought that Missy was a danger nor did she think she'd refuse her. Or she just didn't care. Missy was going to see Valya and if she didn't like her then that was just fine; it was better even.