Chantelle stepped forward and giggled. Staring down at Victor with seductive eyes.
"If we don't destroy the human resistance we will be watching more of our own being slaughtered. This game may be fun to watch but the more the humans learn about us, the more of us die. We already have plenty to strive for within our own race. For example which vampires are greater than the others."
A small wink flickered on her face and she pulled her cloak off, flipping her hair behind her ear and looking into the crowd.
"This war will be the one we win, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here today. Childhood games and mimicry all the humans know really."
Stepping back, she looked at Gabriel and then back into the crowd, her eyes blood red suddenly as her head began to sound almost silent screaming. Not showing the weird psychopathic happenings, she giggled once more and stared deathly into the crowd. Picking Mithias out in the crowd, he might be able to see a tint of the slowly creeping insanity that she was gaining. Mainly from the vampiric presence that she hadn't had for a long time, or maybe something had just clicked in her. But she glared deep at him, for no reason at all, then broke the eye contact and peered around the room.
"If we don't destroy the human resistance we will be watching more of our own being slaughtered. This game may be fun to watch but the more the humans learn about us, the more of us die. We already have plenty to strive for within our own race. For example which vampires are greater than the others."
A small wink flickered on her face and she pulled her cloak off, flipping her hair behind her ear and looking into the crowd.
"This war will be the one we win, otherwise I wouldn't be standing here today. Childhood games and mimicry all the humans know really."
Stepping back, she looked at Gabriel and then back into the crowd, her eyes blood red suddenly as her head began to sound almost silent screaming. Not showing the weird psychopathic happenings, she giggled once more and stared deathly into the crowd. Picking Mithias out in the crowd, he might be able to see a tint of the slowly creeping insanity that she was gaining. Mainly from the vampiric presence that she hadn't had for a long time, or maybe something had just clicked in her. But she glared deep at him, for no reason at all, then broke the eye contact and peered around the room.