LadyRunic

Samhain Intrigues

@FallenTrinity I can write you in next post if you want, due to things going on.

~Nyte Bloods~

Alice thumped back against the pillows. The ebb and flow of pain was still washing through her body along with the blinding headaches. If anything they were growing worse and Alice hated to admit it but she was glad she was in the hospital. At least if she went seriously under, they would be right here to help. Wincing at the thought of the future bill however, Alice contemplated her savings. She would have enough, but it would put her back to the basics for a while. Not for the shop- that was a separate account, thank goodness! But it was going to be ramen for while, a long while.

Hours passed, though they were painful they did pass quickly. Courtesy of a nurse who brought Alice a pad of paper and pen after the woman pleaded for something to do. Sharing a slight joke about never sewing anything white, grey or cream again. Though to be fair, Alice was considering making those colors a fashion sin once she was free of this place. Hospitals were never her favorite spot to be. Not that she was often in them, which was a good thing. Alice sketched and made flowing dresses and trim suits, a brutal beauty about them. But as much as she tried Alice just couldn't banish the thoughts of the night before or the police officer's reactions. They wished to search her shop? That was absolutely fine with Alice. She had nothing to hide from police. Her only guilty pleasure that was questionable was a rather large bookshelf of old jazz records, romance novels, and a collection of sketches. Of course that was in her apartments above the shop, but even then! She shook her head at herself. She was a upstanding woman with no prior charges from a 'well-to-do' family. Even the latter point was one she wasn't keen on using.

Pausing her train of thought, Alice looked towards the doorway. Did she smell something? Was it food? She had eaten the food the hospital provided but it was horrid stuff and did little but make her stomach ache. Still Alice had kept it down. Curious- and no one hand specifically told her to remain in bed- the woman sighed as she guided the stupid lumbering metal coat rack that fed antibiotics into her arm. Annyoing, but surely the hospital wouldn't mind if she wandered a bit? She was a active person. Would not sitting be detrimental to her healing? Following her nose, Alice found herself wandering down the hall way. What was that wondrous smell?

~Nyte Bloods~

@Mister Thirteen Oh thank goodness you thought of that. I was stumped. Because Alice is very much passive aggressive person. Even then she doesn't get upset often, and if she does she's more likely to sucker you into trying something on, having it fitted... Then she'll prick you all day with needles.

As for the assertiveness. I honestly don't have a problem so far. The only thing I would rather Alice was at home (As would she) but you were very right. The hospital works better especially for her 'first bloody drink'. And don't worry. I'm sure Alice will pull a assertive stance in time. She can be a bossy little thing ESPECIALLY about her shop. The Timeless Tailor is her baby and like hell Alice would leave it.

~Nyte Bloods~

@Mister Thirteen Hm... She is incredibly hungry , won't cut it I don't think. Alice would balk heavily at attack people. I would perhaps Liam shows up or perhaps Alice is startled into it. Ie. Someone spills a blood test or somwthing.

~Nyte Bloods~

Alice drooped at the thought of staying in the plain room for a week. It was drab, uncomfortable and did nothing to distract the poor woman from her experience. Giving a small sigh, the tailor wiped away her tears once more with the heel of her hand. "Right. My apologies. I just- I have work I-" She shook her raven tresses. Trying to summon a shaky smile, failing miserably. The situation was bad but by hell, Alice was going to try to make be best of it. "What more do you need?" She asked defeated at the thought of having to sit in the drab room.

DNA? Blood on her clothing. Alice frowned, thinking over the horrors of the night. Wincing as pain flashed through her abdomen and head. "I don't know. I just remember the pain. I think I screamed? I don't know." Alice sighed giving the officers a apologetic look. "I may have scratched him? I can't throw any type of punch well enough to draw blood." She admitted, looking terribly forlorn. "After he dropped me everything went... I couldn't think of anything really but the pain." The tiny woman admitted. "He stood over me, cradled me." A shiver of revulsion rolled through her body and across her face. Her hands rubbing at her arms as if to rid her of Liam's touch. Why did she ever welcome it? She did remember the shouts and Liam's anger at something. She remembered being forced to drink something. But she wasn't sure if she had dreamed it. Would they believe her? They were already skepitcal about her bloody tale. Though it was true!

~Nyte Bloods~

Alice shivered helplessly, as she wiped at her eyes. "I don't know. I just know I couldn't do anything." Her voice, which she had been trying to level out from her sobs, broke with a sharp edged sob. Why were they looking at her like she was crazy? Mad? She wasn't! She made fancy clothes and listened to jazz. She ran a successful business even. She wasn't insane, she knew Liam had bit her. But their reactions... It scared Alice. But she named the two streets the alleyway ran from. "He wanted to avoid the crowds and it was rather late. I didn't want to keep him from his job. He said he had a procedure to preform that night." She gave Green a pleading look. "He- kissed my neck. I thought he was being romantic. B-But then... I don't know."

She shivered. "He pierced my neck- his mouth was right there. What could he have done but bite me!?" Her green eyes pleaded with both officers to believe her. "I know it sounds- crazy. But there was blood all over. I didn't- he dropped me, and then said how good I tasted." Her voice was bitter, horrified and disgusted. "How I was an ambrosia, sweet red honey." Alice sniffed, wiping her tears. "I'm just a tailor. I fix and make clothes. I make people happy with my designs. I make myself happy with my work, creating beautiful clothes for people to wear. But that man- he! I've never seen anyone so beautiful with such a rotten core." She whispered, laying a hand over the bandages on her neck as she fell silent for several minutes. Giving the officers a pleading look, Alice begged in a small voice. "C-Can I go home now? I don't..." She swallowed heavily as a wave of pain crashed through her. "I need to do something. I've been laying here all day and I just..." Alice wrung her hands in the sheets. "I don't like sitting idle when I can be working on a design or something. I just keep seeing him smile down at me."

~Nyte Bloods~

Alice blinked at the sudden knock, startled from her haunted thoughts. She had not thought of dress making all day. It had been a torture to simply lay here and listen to the hum of the hospital's traffic. To feel wrack after wrack of pain and torment slip through her body. If only she could get her hands on a pen and pad of papers, or perhaps a needle and thread. Add a bit of color to the drab sheets. Alice had dozed and sobbed through out the day. The latrer only when she felt for sure she was alone. Tucking her hands in her lap, the woman eyed both men with clear distrust as the officers entered. It wasn't that she had a thing against police officers, but rather strange men were something she was a tad leery of. Understandable since her dinner partner had attacked her. Wincing at the young officer's harshness, Alice bit her lip. "I-I'll sound crazy." She whispered, her hands fidgeting with the sheet over her legs. As if she was trying to find a place to put the needle and start the design. Her eyes filled with grief and fright as she began.

"I had just gotten a bridal party= lots of works those. I work as a tailor, you see. They left quite the mess behind them and I had just finished cleaning." Her hands gripped the sheet tightly as she grimaced. "Then he came in looking for a long, plain black coat of the style I excel in. I had the coat- it was a beautiful thing. Black and long with silver trim and the fabric had a hidden silver sheen to it. A pattern that would only come out in the right light. Just as a he specified, save that I had to change out the black velvet buttons to silver." Alice shook her head giving a bitter smile. "I thought he was a model. He wore it like a glove and paid my asking price in cash." She then described the jazz cafe she had directed him to when he took for her for their 'drink'. Describing Liam to the two officers, while she bit down on her trembling lip. "I thought he was going to kiss me... I thought- He said he was a surgeon. B-But he-he-" Alice trailed off. Her arms wrapping about herself. Swallowing several times to keep back the horrified sounds though the tears feel from her cheeks. "He did something- I don't know what... Not really. But his mouth was on my neck- then- I- It was nothing but blood. Blood everywhere." Laying a hand over the bandages, Alice whimpered and shook with sobs as she bit into her fist to muffle the cries. "H-he was talking crazy." Alice sobbed out, her voice hoarse. "He was saying my blood was succulent- the best he ever had." Wiping futilely at her tears, the tailor dissolved into a shell of herself. Her eyes red with the tears, her arms wrapped tightly about her knees as she bit back the cries of pain she wanted to let loose as a wave of pain swamped her body.

~Nyte Bloods~

@Mister Thirteen The symptoms. They scream of the flu. So it's a stomch bug passed by vampric bite. There's also the fact that it sounds a lot like a book I read where a character was pregnant with a dhampir. Don't ask me the title it was years ago and I borrowed it. (It was not twilight.)

Does the edit work? Or should I have Alice at home?

~Nyte Bloods~

@Mister Thirteen Right I can edit that.

And I am fine with some dictating because I wasn't even thinking of the police, then. Good catch though!

~Nyte Bloods~

Hope that post is alright!