The girl seemed to have a fetish regarding her hair. From first spotting her until now, she was almost constantly touching it in some fashion. Nervous tic? She certainly didn't smell drunk.
"He's calling us dykes to his friends." She thumbed over her shoulder. "Says..." the vampire closed her eyes briefly, "he was doing you a favor until mommy came along."
That always grated the redhead's nerves. The average lifespan when she was turned was thirty-six, and even then was considered a spinster. Her new unlife gave her a vitality that people in their twenties should envy. (Plus the whole 'respect your elders' that every generation failed to heed.)
She cocked her head and shouted over the music. "You'd love being over my knee. Only I wouldn't spank you. I'd shove a spike up your ass. Oi." Deanna through in that bit of slang for the brunette's benefit.
"So," Deanna turned her attention back to the new girl. "If I'm a queen, where's my tiara?"
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on 2013-08-22 06:21 am (UTC)"He's calling us dykes to his friends." She thumbed over her shoulder. "Says..." the vampire closed her eyes briefly, "he was doing you a favor until mommy came along."
That always grated the redhead's nerves. The average lifespan when she was turned was thirty-six, and even then was considered a spinster. Her new unlife gave her a vitality that people in their twenties should envy. (Plus the whole 'respect your elders' that every generation failed to heed.)
She cocked her head and shouted over the music. "You'd love being over my knee. Only I wouldn't spank you. I'd shove a spike up your ass. Oi." Deanna through in that bit of slang for the brunette's benefit.
"So," Deanna turned her attention back to the new girl. "If I'm a queen, where's my tiara?"