Late AfternoonBuilding 1 CafeteriaInteracting with: @Expendable Qaymu @Xaltwind Miyuki @CitrusArms Yumeiko
Velvet wasn't stupid.
Well, she admitted to herself, she was perhaps rather foolish sometimes. Hence the last move she'd made on the chessboard, for example. But she knew from the look on Miyuki's face that the apology hadn't done much. It might've actually made things worse. And perhaps now she was glad that she hadn't spent much time interacting with the black fox before. Yes, all of it was definitely Velvet's fault, she should've been able to resist drinking from her that morning. But she put out this...
vibe of selfishness and arrogance that radiated off of her like the sun and kind of reminded Velvet of her super cringe younger self who thought herself above everyone. And she didn't really want to deal with someone like that right now. Everyone goes through a phase like that, but at least Velvet eventually grew out of it.
It was as she was thinking about this in an effort to not feel the full-body ache and sickness--mind over matter only went so far, unfortunately--when her thoughts were wrenched violently back into the present as the pain suddenly--
Well, it didn't
stop, per se. She could still feel it bubbling up inside her, could still feel the divinity seeping off Goldie and burrowing into her bones. But it wasn't even a comparison to before. Like the feeling of ten silver crucifixes right in front of her had turned to a single golden one, and had been placed a hundred feet away. Not absent, but easy to ignore. She was taking a sudden deep breath in shock at the unexpected relief when Goldie suddenly chimed in. And
smiled. Not a malevolent promise-of-pain smile that Velvet was used to (both receiving and giving at this point), but a real smile. A soft smile; a gentle smile; and Velvet suddenly realized that all of Goldie's foxlike features had faded away before she'd opened her mouth. She just looked like a human now.
She was...nice. Really, genuinely nice. A welcome change from most of Velvet's interactions, and she felt a smile almost as real and genuine creep over her face. She let out a long sigh of relief. "
God, is it ever better!" She raised her arms above her head and took a long stretch, wincing slightly at the pain that was still present in her arm but still very clearly relieved. As she made to speak again, she was cut off by the crackling of the PA, followed by Theria's announcement. She raised her eyebrows. Gremlins, huh? She'd seen them once or twice. Which meant...she sniffed the air, searching intently. Nothing; there were too much people in the cafeteria, way too many, and any of the sour notes of gremlin blood were drowned out by the dark, alluring scent of Miyuki's blood--
damn her--and everyone else besides. Still. A hunt, huh? It had been a long time since she'd hunted...
...Did she want to change that?
A moment later she came back to earth and remembered what she'd been saying, then returned her attention to Goldie. Now that she was paying more attention, her blood had an almost...floral smell to it. Like light champagne to Miyuki's Cabernet Sauvignon, and would be fairly tempting if it wasn't also part of a divine being and may or may not destroy her from the inside out. Now, where was she? Right. "
Your presence isn't trying to invert me anymore, it feels great." Finally done with the stretch, she dropped her arms down haphazardly to her sides, and her smile turned to one of her more common half-mischievous, fang-baring grins. "
Never introduced myself, did I? Velvet, Velvet Coventry. Part-time bartender for The Alibi downtown, full-time higher vampire. You ever thirsty for blood or booze, I'm your girl."
She leaned back in her chair again, taking another long breath and gesturing towards Miyuki. "
So, what's up with Miss Tall, Dark, and Sexy over there?"