Shiny ~{Open}

[eden]

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The air was stale. Nothing but the scent of mildew and a variety of rotting metals and woods. Though the stench was nothing compared to what was wafted through pearly blue eyes. This castle may have been worn, and Eden sure as hell may have seen it in better days, but this place never ceased to look so beautiful. As the blonde woman walked down a hallway, she trailed her fingers along the walls before stopping in front of a door. Putting her hand to the handle, she pushed inward and was greeted with the sight of what seemed to be a meeting room of sorts. There was a long table in the middle and chairs on either side. Various paintings hung from the wall though she could see why no one would take them. The brush strokes were ragged, the frames cracked and chipped.

Those pieces of art would be no good to even the most humble of human beings. Walking in, she left the door behind her open, her eyes drinking up her surroundings as she began to pick through the furniture. The moon light that spilled through the windows did much to help her eyes as she searched for anything that may strike her fancy. It wasn't everyday she did this sort of thing, but after being here for a select few times, she always wondered if the previous inhabitants left anything of value. Didn't have to be gold or silver. She was just looking for something shiny. Something pretty and shiny that she could possibly make into some type of jewelery. Putting her hands on her hips, she sighed and lightly kicked at a fallen chair. Nothing of value here.

Turning on her heel, she made her way back to the door before crossing the hallway to the room that was just a few feet ahead. Opening the door, she noted the bed and dresser, as well as the broken mirror and the collapsed bed post. A room, it was either pillaged awhile ago or it was just one of many guest rooms. Once again leaving the door open behind her, she went straight to the window. Flicking the latch that kept the window closed and locked, she pressed her hands against the glass and pushed upward. With the rust giving way, the panel lifted with a high pitched screech, the stale and moldy air slowly drifting outward and the night air drifting inward. It was definitely a more then welcomed scent change in the air. "Now where was I?"

[unknown]

Arama

A crow could have been more noisely than the silent Amara. Her black jacket flapped in the slight wind as she snuck through the hallways. The castle was her regualr haunt. The darker rooms, normally the dining room and the main bedroom, were her favourites. She was too comfortable in the old famous place. The artwork had become so familiar, and she knew her way around like the back streets of London, which was very well. She would attach herself easily to the walls, and practice her sneaky approaches. Yet this night seemed so...different.

Whilst relaxing on a sofa, with her eyes closed and her mind drifted onto her late parents, she heard a crow caw with fear as something was heaved open. Her mind suddenly alert, she sprang into action and was in the doorway in a flash. She peered down the darkening halls and ventured down the... right. She jumped from doorway to doorway and watched the rooms for any movement. She stopped when she heard a voice. She followed it to a guest room, and the girl who had invaded her slice of heaven was stood with her back to her, and the fresh air almost choked Amara's lungs. She stepped forward, leant against the door and watched the girl.

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[eden]

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She wasn't even able to look around the room with a glance of her eyes before she turned on her heel and was greeted by quite the bit of eye candy in the door way. A sliver of a smile came to tug at Eden's lips and she tilted her head in interest. Crossing her arms loosely just below her chest, she took the moment to take a quick look around the room. There were very many crevices and spaces she could have checked, though it seemed that would be disapproving of her new found guest. Returning her attention to the female, she uncrossed her arms. Sliding a foot just behind her, Eden reached for the end of her skirt, lifting it slightly before doing a small curtsy, her eyes cast downward to the floor as though she were regarding royalty.

"Hello. Who might you be?" She asked before lifting her gaze to the attractive female. It was such a contrast. Here in this setting was a rustic old castle, beauty only deriving from its age and past glory and within its walls, under one of its door frames, stood a woman worth the adjective "Beautiful". It made Eden wish to ravish her. To exploit that beauty in every possible way. When it came to women, she took great pleasure in becoming the dominant role. Especially if that woman was human. Though despite the desire that spun like clockwork inside of Eden, she made it a point to be under control. It was just one of many traits, the prolonged and never ending lust she felt. It was as though no matter what she did, it was always there.

Letting go of her skirt and straightening her stance, she intertwined her fingers together in front of her. Her eyes dancing up and around the woman's frame all the while with the faint smile upon her lips. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?" Her tone taking on that of amusement. She wondered why this girl would be watching her, out of all the rooms in this castle and god knows how much pillaging must have gone on. It was the first time in years that she was ever encountered with anyone. Not that she visited the castle often but the rare times have been quite peaceful until now.

[unknown]

Arama

Arama watched the girl as she swopped up her skirt and dip herself into a courstey. Her type of person. Arama smiled, her fangs gleamed in the dim moonlight. She stepped forward into the deadly silent room and she looked round to find the bed covered in dust. She wandered over to it and ran her hand over the dusty bedsheet. She looked up and stared at the girl again, as though trying to remember something. Amara crossed her arms and turned to lean against the bed. "I shall give you a clue. I practically live here and have been called the 'ghost of Windsor'. I am Arama. And no. You did not interupt me. I was just relaxing in the main room when I heard the window open. I'm not used to fresh air." she said, inhaling the air slowly, as she'd been brought into life.

A mouse scuttled past the door, peered into the room for a moment, sensed something within which seemed to tense and grow slowly. It ran off again, whilst Arama watched it go. She júmped up and sighed. She mumbled something under her breath and looked longly at the door. She licked her bottom lip and ran her hand down her opposite arm.

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[eden]

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Eden wondered if this woman knew just how enticing she was. Her blue eyes following the girl as she made her way near the bed. Of course this simple action causing many images to flash in her head and God knows she didn't have any problem with making them happen. Untangling her fingers from one another, she placed him behind her against the wall and leaned herself against the window sill. "Arama..." She muttered to herself, swirling her name in her mind before her faint smile turned to a smirk. A lovely name for a lovely woman, that's a fact. Parting her lips to say something more, Eden was interrupted by the scuttle of a rodent. She moved her gaze from Arama and looked at the mouse that stood in the doorway for a moment before running off. Eden never found the appeal to rodents like those.

She knew of vampires whom fed on the little creatures but they must have tasted foul. Humans were her preference, not because she enjoyed taking a humans life but her desire for a higher quality drink. She would settle for any of the blood banks bags of blood but it was quite hard to get into any. Even if you did persuade and seduce most of the staff, the effort in itself was quite tiring. Moving her gaze back to Arama, she looked just in time to see her jump and watch as she licked her lower lip. If it were under any other circumstance, Eden would have taken that as an open invitation. It was so annoying to practice restraint. Moving away from the window, Eden made her way to the opposite side of the bed.

Disregarding the layer of dust that accumulated on the sheets, she put her knees on the mattress, her hand on the bed post as she leaned over to Arama. She tilted her head and chuckled softly. "I'm Eden and you seem a little jumpy Arama. What's wrong?" She asked, keeping her gaze on the woman before her. If it wasn't for her hand that kept her those few inches away from the beauty, Eden wasn't sure what she would have done. Nothing pleasant anyway, at least to Arama. Unfortunately, most women seemed to be into only men. It was a shame really.

[unknown]

Arama

Arama watched the girl move, slowly to the opposite side of the bed and lean onto it. She suddenly felt uncomfortable. She turned away and walked to the still open window, and shut it abruptly. She looked out it and stared down into London's still awake streets. All those people down there, pumping their warm blood round their still alive bodies. She felt the lust for blood begin to rise quicker than it did before, and she raised her hand to chew on her nails, trying to forget about the fact she was starving. She turned back to the darkened room, remembering the girl, who had given her name as being Eden, had asked her a simple question. Arama felt like jumping out the window, into the streets of London and ravaging a random human. She pushed the thought into the back of her mind and jumped across the room into the doorway, to peer into the gloom.

Arama turned and sighed. "Jumpy? I'm just a little peckish." she spoke with a low voice, as if someone was listening in on their conversation. She was lieing of course. She wasn't 'peckish'. She was almost going crazy with hunger. She hissed into the darkness, and as a reply, a crow cooed at her, as though trying to sooth her. She walked back into the room and kicked a stone into the far away wall.

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