Diamond on a Landmine -- {Elizabeth Franklin}

[mckay3]

The night had come quickly for her, though to be honest it usually did when she spent most of the day sleeping. What else was there for her to do? Been a vampire has drastically limited her daytime activities so she spent most of her time in bed; whether she was sleeping or not is usually up to speculation as Nisha is known for keeping company in her bedroom. She can feel the temperature change from day to night even in her sleep and it's that change which woke the vampire from her sleep.

Dressing herself in her best, which she always does, Nisha walks casually out of her home in The West End, not the usual place you'd think to find a home but then again Nisha does enjoy living a little of sync with the ways of everyone else around her much to the annoyance of those who try to take care of her and keep her in check.

She would try somewhere different tonight, The Barbican, having never been there before it would make an interesting change to the usual clubs and drives she often finds herself in. Perhaps she'll find a nice educated human to have a little nibble on, their blood always tends to taste better than that of the regular average human. Or even a vampire, her tastes are not that picky when it comes to blood as long as it's not werewolf. There thought of having that poison on her tongue makes Nisha shudder a little, though she has no ill feelings towards werewolves in general it does take the fun out of spending time with them if you can't get a little bite in now and then. It all ends up feeling so... Human.

***

The night has really only just began, the sun having set only about an hour ago, plenty of time to find herself something to do. At present Nisha finds herself in a museum. She was schooled in all the histories of the world as well as the arts and music but she never got the chance to leave her native home to see or hear any of these beautiful pieces in person mainly because it would have been too hard for her to get away from her over protective family. Oh how she had dreamed of traveling the world and seeing the wonders the world has to offer. But now, alas, it is not to be as London is in a state of quarantine and no one is allowed in or out.

[zaach1]

stalking...?


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...what a funny word. elizabeth wasn't stalking the blonde female before her. not at all. she was merely, uh... spectating on her. yeah, that's right. spectating. though elizabeth lucia franklin actually did like the word 'stalking' and would admit that she had 'stalked' quite a fair few people over her one hundred and ninety six years of existance on this planet - well, okay so it was more like one hundred and seventy eight because of her eighteen years as a mortal, but she wasn't really thinking about that right now. she was concentrating on the blonde female before her. trying to work out if she was going to make a meal out of her, or toy with her like she absolutely loved doing. whichever decision she decided on was going to be fun for her anyway. mainly because she toyed with her meals before finishing them off - letting them run and then chasing after them in an awkward run that made her look silly when she was trying to run like a human. still, it was all fun and games to elizabeth, and she loved every second of it. of course, there was no reason as to why she wouldn't love it all now, was there? the blonde vampire was just a smidgen bit sadistic and cruel in the way that she worked.... okay, so it wasn't a smidged, it was a lot. but elizabeth couldn't help herself; she had been that way ever since the day her father's personality had changed and he'd put the blame for their mothers death upon elizabeth's head. but alas... he had his tiramisu dessert. elizabeth had ripped his throat out, quite literally; seven days after she had been changed into a vampire, in france.

this female before her seemed oddly scared, yet she radiated bravery at the same time. elizabeth knew for a fact that she wouldn't be able to see her for the time being, or even hear her if she were to move unless she wanted her too. oh yes, the blonde loved making people squirm. she also loved messing with people's heads and could get very sarcastic if there was a need too. a small smirk crossed her pale, vampiric features as she watched the mortal turn to look in every direction possible. "no dear, wrong way." elizabeth was using jack's trick of throwing her voice. she appeared to be talking from the left side of the mortal, but was in fact hidden up in the trees, leaning against it casually, with her jacket open. showing off a fair amount of her own scars - most of were a lot more frightening than mortals. for instance, there was one scar clearly prominant across her chest. it went from her left shoulder, across her chest and down to her right hip. out of all the ones she had, that was the longest scar.

turning her head to look behind her, elizabeth noticed a pair of cats that seemed to be lazily flicking their tails at each other. with a grin she jumped out of the tree with ease and and used her awesome vampire skills of running faster than the human eye could blink. running right behind the mortal human and stamping her feet for a moment so the mortal could hear footsteps, before going to the felines. it was most amusing. the cats saw her, jumped about a foot in the air, screeched at her and then run off as fast as their four legs could carry them. with a satisfied smirk, elizabeth turned on her heel and stole quietly back to the girl. climbing fences was a walk in the park. she perched herself atop the fence directly above the mortal girl, one leg crossed over the other and her chin resting in her hand with her elbow propped up against her knee. elizabeth knew that she wouldn't fall; she had perfect balance, even if she showed that she was deliberately clumsy at times. "getting jumpy with cats now, are we?" she asked the mortal in a casual manner, throwing her voice in the girls ear, before deliberately kicking the fence to see what reaction that would incur. oh yes, playtime.


... and did i mention that elizabeth is slightly psychotic?

elizabeth made a meal out of the woman quicker than you could say 'timbucktoo', and once she was done she caught the smell of another vampire close by. intrigued, she discarded of the body and meandered through the barbican. elizabeth came across a brunette vampire who looked older than she was, but she knew better. that was only the female's form. elizabeth was one hundred and ninety six; the vampire before he seemed to be younger; though she didn't know how much younger - it wasn't going to bother her.

"may i inquire as to why you are out so late?" she asked the vampire, guising herself to be human; a trait she'd picked up from jack a couple of years ago.

[mckay3]

She had been walking through the museum slowly, taking in all the works of art and ancient displays around her. The things that caught her attention the most are all the exist animals. Some found it rather morbid that she should be fascinated by such things but as usual Nisha simply let their comments like off her like water off of a ducks back. In front of her stands the skeleton of a mammoth, it's massive tusks curving outwards then back in again. To her it looks like something which should only exist in a science fiction movie, not real life ancient history. The urge to reach out and touch it is great, but there are too many people around and she would most probably get in trouble for doing so. With a last look up at the towering beasts ancient bones Nisha moves along, taking time to look at each and every model and re-creation.

Her next stop brought her to a re-creation of prehistoric man when they were simple hunter/gatherers. Did vampires exist with humans at this stage in time as well? No one has ever been quite sure about the history of vampires, as is the same with the history of werewolves. No one has ever been able to agree on a time and date that the first vampire came into existence. Perhaps they have always been with mankind, living along side them in secrecy and darkness. Perhaps one day someone will figure it all out.

"May I inquire as to why you are out so late?"

Nisha turns around quickly, her thoughts had been so engrossed in the past that she hadn't even heard the other vampires coming towards her. Well that's what she gets for not paying attention to her surroundings. "Late? It's not that late is it. More time must have passed than I thought. There I go getting caught up in my own little world and forgetting where I am". She smiles politely at the female vampire, preferring not to cause any trouble tonight. "Thought in return I could ask you the exact same question no?"