Originally posted September 6, 2008
((Some mindless fun and vampire feeding.))
"This will teach you to fuck with the Skulls, bitch!"
Siobhan sat up in bed suddenly, sheets falling to expose her cursed pixie wings and top. The alarms had alerted her some time ago. She had spent the last fifteen minutes feigning sleep, waiting for her would be assailant to make his way to her bedroom.
He didn't look special; mixed ethnicity cloaked in Skull colors. He was out to make his bones, to gain prestige by taking out a local cape. Siobhan was anything but a cape.
Siobhan tried not to smile as the shadows fell on him.
He didn't have time to scream, to call out. He just faded into the gathered darkness of her room, replaced by quiet sucking sounds.
"Leave a little," She said quietly in Polish. "Leave 'im on the streets. 'e's more use tae us that way. Let 'im go back tae them nae kenning what 'appened." Somewhere before her the shadows nodded.
Siobhan felt a chill as she lay back down in her bed. Seanmhathair would be so proud.
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