Post by Talbot Linsorim on Jun 24, 2006 17:39:05 GMT -5
She had come to the conclusion if she was intoxicated she would not feel so bad about leaving behind anymore bodies- or at least her dear weaker half would. She could not mind leaving behind body after body- infected and awaiting the call to all ends. She stared at her hand as it rested on the door of the bar. If she drank she could lose it all- including herself. She had long left Mikon and Zula locked in her room, neither would be able to stop her from following the familiar fate of Goeh- a monk from long ago.She smiled at the thought of the monk, he had been such a happy fellow, always in someone elses business and more than willing to share it with someone else, no matter how personal. She exhaled softly and pushed the door open.
The atmosphere was warm and confortable, people spoke softly or laughed louldy- not much of a junction in between. She walked to the bar, she could feel people watching her, looking at them only proved she had influenced more than simply a few students. She quietly realized she'd been eminating the energy and making more and more than she wanted for now- sadly pent up power such as this could not be surpressed immedietly or with much ease. Angrily she bit her lip and slid onto a bar stool, bowing her tangled hair as the bartender walked to her and asked what she wanted. Talbot looked up, she could feel the gene stretching to influence the man as she answered, "White Russian, Saki to follow."
A tinge of green flickered in the mans eyes in responce, he nodded, was in. She closed her eyes again and waited. The discontent in her mind was almost too much. She could not understand why it had manifested again, how could the seal have broken? It meant the death of several people she had known in her past- could they truely have been dead. The bartender returned setting her two requested drinks down and bowing slightly before returning to the other customers. She sniffed her White Russian, blood tainted it, a gift from her newest drone. Downing her drink she sighed, let it be if it is to be. A smile slighted onto her face, her green eyes pulsing merrily, this was too perfect.
The atmosphere was warm and confortable, people spoke softly or laughed louldy- not much of a junction in between. She walked to the bar, she could feel people watching her, looking at them only proved she had influenced more than simply a few students. She quietly realized she'd been eminating the energy and making more and more than she wanted for now- sadly pent up power such as this could not be surpressed immedietly or with much ease. Angrily she bit her lip and slid onto a bar stool, bowing her tangled hair as the bartender walked to her and asked what she wanted. Talbot looked up, she could feel the gene stretching to influence the man as she answered, "White Russian, Saki to follow."
A tinge of green flickered in the mans eyes in responce, he nodded, was in. She closed her eyes again and waited. The discontent in her mind was almost too much. She could not understand why it had manifested again, how could the seal have broken? It meant the death of several people she had known in her past- could they truely have been dead. The bartender returned setting her two requested drinks down and bowing slightly before returning to the other customers. She sniffed her White Russian, blood tainted it, a gift from her newest drone. Downing her drink she sighed, let it be if it is to be. A smile slighted onto her face, her green eyes pulsing merrily, this was too perfect.
