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Anne Lauten

Anne Lauten

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“How’re you doing?”

A muttered curse was my only answer, and I turned to grin at Glory. Stretched out on the bed, my sister smirked back. We had only recently finished remodeling our room’s closet into something that could contain the small vampire Jetecia, and our pale visitor seemed none too happy about it. As long as the sun did not shine upon her, Jetecia was all right, and she could, in fact, sit in our room in daytime if the window was blocked off.

“You can come out now.* I opened the closet door, unsurprised by Jetecia’s refusal to move. Easily, I tugged her out by the back of her dress. She fitted fairly well into the closet’s confines, though we were lucky she was so small.

The vampire scowled at me from the floor in one corner of our room, thin arms crossed in defiance. She had figured out already that she couldn’t break loose from the padlocked chain about her ankle, and no longer tried to move. I ruffled her hair and she hissed at me.

Glory laughed. “Sweetheart, trying to tick us off really isn’t the best way to go, you being completely at our mercy and so on. We could have just fried you in the sunlight. We decided not to, even though you did have a go at killing Legend. So, you kinda owe us one.”

Wide green eyes slitted in anger, but the vampire made no reply.

“Something wrong?” I inquired, bending to look at her. She did not look well.

“Go die,” Jetecia spat back, pressing her slender shoulders further back in the corner.

Sliding from the bed, Glory crossed the room to tilt up our guest’s chin. The vampire cursed and snapped at her fingers like an animal, halting abruptly at Glory’s disinterested backhand. She shook her head at the pain, and before she had fully recovered I had a firm grip on her hair, using that as leverage.

Now that she was secured, both Glory and I were able to fully see the dead paleness of what had once been slightly rosed lips. Her cheeks, too, were white.

17-Feb-2009 01:37:11

Anne Lauten

Anne Lauten

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Jetecia shook her head, but I held on. “Calm down, and I’ll let you go.”

Unwillingly she stilled herself, green eyes glaring pools of hatred. True to my word, I released her.

Glory crouched beside me. “Right. Actually talk this time, Jetecia, as opposed to making some kind of weird noise. You’re a lot paler than you were, and it’s much easier to control you. Are you really hungry or something? Your own funeral if you don’t talk.”

“Hungry,” the vampire admitted.

“How often do you have to eat? Every night?”

“Every three or four.”

“Okay. You got some blood last night, but not much. How long has it been since your last real meal?”

“Four an’ a half.”

“You need food, then?”

“Yeah.”

Glory nodded. “Okay.”

-Legend

17-Feb-2009 01:37:38

Anne Lauten

Anne Lauten

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I closed the door quietly, standing in the hall thoughtfully. Our little vampire was hungry, was she? She would be a useful advantage in the search. With her delicate beauty, Jetecia would be perfectly able to charm information out of even the most closed-mouthed individuals, and we could use some help.

So, she must be fed.

A big, burly, man brushed past me, and I let him go. So, too, with a thin woman. I did not wish to risk her screaming.

Downstairs, the big room was almost empty. Only a few people were present, most having their midday meal, and one speaking to the innkeeper.

I waited in the hall, unnoticed. It did*’t matter where I got a person from. Legend and I would not be suspected even if I took from the inn itself. The pale young man who had been talking to the innkeeper turned, heading in my direction, and I flashed the brightest smile I could.

He smiled in return, pausing as he reached me, and fell in step at my side as I moved up the stairs. “Hello.”

“Hi,” I greeted. “I hate to trouble you, but if you could help me out it would be really nice. My window’s stuck closed, and I need another pair of hands. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Ah . . . no,* he replied. He was more than a bit taller than me, but I was certain I could take him down. He seemed curious, looking at me, though I knew I looked human enough. He on the other hand . . . well, it was no business of mine how others should choose to have themselves look.

Still, the eyes were a little over the top.

I caught his hand we approached our door, and he followed me willingly inside.

-Glory

17-Feb-2009 01:39:17

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