Post by Celest Aeterna on Mar 19, 2013 19:19:12 GMT -5
Celest knew this was a gamble. One vampire she could deal with, two she could bare or escape but more than that was almost a certain death. If they decided to feed, or if their control failed she would be drain of blood in agonizing and most vicious fashion. These odds needed no calculating. She knew exactly how dangerous this was.
Keeping herself at the top of the stairs was part of the strategy. They had one way up and she had many windows on this floor to make an exit. In case of them falling into blood lust she created a means of escape. Being nude wasn't a problem and her feet could take the damage of rough asphalt and broken streets till she finds hiding.
Hazel eyes observed paying attention to detail. She couldn't see the two outside from this angle but the noise told her there was movement. Erratic. Raging. There were hints of hands trying to reach in. The person had to be held.
Aiden wasn't here but she heard two female voices. Donovan told her of Asha and Sam. The well built blonde close to Donovan saw her first, reacting in surprise. Celest wondered if it was because she was alive or because of the scent. Goldenblood noticed the intimate embrace. It signaled a relationship, perhaps even a mate. Taking note of it she heard a thump.
Eyes went to the man with a rabid face that lunged inside. Her eyes were set on him. Carlos. Her plan worked. Celest felt pride. She always enjoyed when predictions of her plans proved correct. Goldenblood didn't move a muscle but didn't tense either. Young vampire ran with intention to gorge on blood but was stopped by a quick intervention of his elder. Corner of her plump lips moved with satisfaction. So... the Italian was true to his word.
Smirking she looked down into Donovan's' eyes hearing his question and moved calf in front of the towel.
"A small accident" Celest said showing the wound and small trail of blood around it. Cut began healing but it would take at least half an hour to close, more to vanish. "You didn't leave me clean cloths Donovan" she explained her appearance.
Keeping herself at the top of the stairs was part of the strategy. They had one way up and she had many windows on this floor to make an exit. In case of them falling into blood lust she created a means of escape. Being nude wasn't a problem and her feet could take the damage of rough asphalt and broken streets till she finds hiding.
Hazel eyes observed paying attention to detail. She couldn't see the two outside from this angle but the noise told her there was movement. Erratic. Raging. There were hints of hands trying to reach in. The person had to be held.
Aiden wasn't here but she heard two female voices. Donovan told her of Asha and Sam. The well built blonde close to Donovan saw her first, reacting in surprise. Celest wondered if it was because she was alive or because of the scent. Goldenblood noticed the intimate embrace. It signaled a relationship, perhaps even a mate. Taking note of it she heard a thump.
Eyes went to the man with a rabid face that lunged inside. Her eyes were set on him. Carlos. Her plan worked. Celest felt pride. She always enjoyed when predictions of her plans proved correct. Goldenblood didn't move a muscle but didn't tense either. Young vampire ran with intention to gorge on blood but was stopped by a quick intervention of his elder. Corner of her plump lips moved with satisfaction. So... the Italian was true to his word.
Smirking she looked down into Donovan's' eyes hearing his question and moved calf in front of the towel.
"A small accident" Celest said showing the wound and small trail of blood around it. Cut began healing but it would take at least half an hour to close, more to vanish. "You didn't leave me clean cloths Donovan" she explained her appearance.