<She put the final touches on her makeup and looked in the mirror. Not too bad. Her honey colored skin just the right color tone to go with her white sun dress. She had the night off from Sam, who, bless his heart had recently made her co-owner. It was a delight for her really. A little nervous at more responsibility, but she'd manage. She always had.>
<As she opened the door she saw a little box wrapped in gold wrapping sitting on the porch. Rolling her eyes only thinking of one person to be the sender.> What now Eric. <Bending down she retrieves the small box and tears the wrapping to reveal a navy velvet box. Her eyes widened as she saw what was inside. Sure, she was mad at the viking, but this...this was so beautiful.> No. No...I'm not wearing it. <She turned to place it on the table by the door, but hesitated. Noticing a small note that asked her to come to Fangtasia and wear it, almost deja vu for her, she sighed loud.> Yeah, then what I'll be your slave for life, because---oh that's how the vampire tradition does it?! pshh.
<Even though she didn't want to, she still loved him and decided to just do it. Maybe she'd get an apology out of it. Bringing the gold chain around her neck and clasping the back, she felt the pendant on her chest, hanging just low enough above her cleavage. Grabbing her keys, she headed to Fangtasia to see what other vampire crap she got herself into.>
<As she opened the door she saw a little box wrapped in gold wrapping sitting on the porch. Rolling her eyes only thinking of one person to be the sender.> What now Eric. <Bending down she retrieves the small box and tears the wrapping to reveal a navy velvet box. Her eyes widened as she saw what was inside. Sure, she was mad at the viking, but this...this was so beautiful.> No. No...I'm not wearing it. <She turned to place it on the table by the door, but hesitated. Noticing a small note that asked her to come to Fangtasia and wear it, almost deja vu for her, she sighed loud.> Yeah, then what I'll be your slave for life, because---oh that's how the vampire tradition does it?! pshh.
<Even though she didn't want to, she still loved him and decided to just do it. Maybe she'd get an apology out of it. Bringing the gold chain around her neck and clasping the back, she felt the pendant on her chest, hanging just low enough above her cleavage. Grabbing her keys, she headed to Fangtasia to see what other vampire crap she got herself into.>
