( like that hopeless idiot boy that had been fixated on Laura, he'd been absent enough up top that she'd managed to gently suggest he not be concerned about the fact she'd attacked him and suddenly he wasn't. frankly, she doesn't compell terribly often, only when she has to. there'd been a time in her past where she'd cut a red path through beautiful cities with Mattie and erased every little violation with a little whisper.
the whispers tend to haunt her more and more of late. her sister would be dismayed to see her drinking old blood out of a bag, but, it's easier on her bruised moral compass.
Carmilla frowns slightly as she observes the way Caroline's face changes when her hunger pangs are too strong. that's a new one. she's gone fangs first when presented with blood after too long without feeding before, or at least she had when she was younger. still, showing fangs and entirely black eyes are sort of two different beasts. she hadn't much considered the possibility of different varieties of vampire until just now, but it's an interesting thought. )
Super strong, super fast, super durable... depending on how my diet is going. ( aka, depending on how well fed she is. ) Not sure it was all worth tension headaches in sunlight and having to watch everything grow old and die around me, but I've always been a pessimist. ( she's got a few other magic tricks that she's not exactly hiding but she's also not exactly admitting at the moment. even within her mother's flunkies, she's been a rather unusual case. it might come up sooner or later, but she's testing the water with Caroline still. besides, a girl does like to keep some of her mystery. ) What about you? The black veins aren't something I've seen before.
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( like that hopeless idiot boy that had been fixated on Laura, he'd been absent enough up top that she'd managed to gently suggest he not be concerned about the fact she'd attacked him and suddenly he wasn't. frankly, she doesn't compell terribly often, only when she has to. there'd been a time in her past where she'd cut a red path through beautiful cities with Mattie and erased every little violation with a little whisper.
the whispers tend to haunt her more and more of late. her sister would be dismayed to see her drinking old blood out of a bag, but, it's easier on her bruised moral compass.
Carmilla frowns slightly as she observes the way Caroline's face changes when her hunger pangs are too strong. that's a new one. she's gone fangs first when presented with blood after too long without feeding before, or at least she had when she was younger. still, showing fangs and entirely black eyes are sort of two different beasts. she hadn't much considered the possibility of different varieties of vampire until just now, but it's an interesting thought. )
Super strong, super fast, super durable... depending on how my diet is going. ( aka, depending on how well fed she is. ) Not sure it was all worth tension headaches in sunlight and having to watch everything grow old and die around me, but I've always been a pessimist. ( she's got a few other magic tricks that she's not exactly hiding but she's also not exactly admitting at the moment. even within her mother's flunkies, she's been a rather unusual case. it might come up sooner or later, but she's testing the water with Caroline still. besides, a girl does like to keep some of her mystery. ) What about you? The black veins aren't something I've seen before.