Narrator: Universal Aspects: Cult of the Seven Sisters, Dissolution.
World: Earth 24671;
Aspects: ???.
Situation Aspects: ???.
Advantages: Mistress' Thrall(on Al). Notes: None
With lightning speed the scientist and body guard leap to their feet as one makes to block the other, stopped by words that hit deeper than any physical blow could. As her escape is made, Victoria doesn't see how the light spilling into the room seems to burn the elder vampire, sending her under the bed as the brief flash of light hits the dark skin.
No, the only thought on the curious girl's mind is getting away so she can regroup. Out the window and onto a barrel that breaks the second story fall, she manages to get out of sight of the Saloon a few seconds later. Still running through the dusty town she makes her way further out till, finally, she stops in an alley. It was a little strange, a thought hitting the girl as she was masturbating, '
It hadn't been so bad running through the streets nude, perhaps letting some people catch her as she jilled herself could be fun as well...' None of that line of thinking mattered when she reflected back on her puppy lover, the one who would never leave her side and always be eager to please. The orgasm was swift, and though confusing let the tension out of Vic's loins. Then curling around the corner of the building she was leaning against she heard, in a thick and masculine Italian accent, "
Ello, Miz? Are you alright? I saw you run in, breasts on display and wondered what happened. Miz?" Well it looked like she'd found her stranger.
The guard kitty's mind rewired itself quickly in the embrace of her Mistress. It was like she'd been blind her whole life and someone opened her eyes, that someone being the beauty in the room suckling the life from her neck. That and the other changes had left her weak in the knees until those delicate fangs exited her neck and suddenly she could think again, just in time to be evaded by the only woman who she loved before Mistress. From the other side of the bed Al's Mistress sighed and letting her accent drop from the proper British into something resembling Turkish she answered, "
No no, my pet. She vill be back. Now ve hav you. First ve must prepare, zee hunters approach quickly and zee night is short."
Though the sunlight wouldn't directly hurt her, Alexis still needed to be prepared so she could join the company of the living. With ease of one who's practiced countless times, her Mistress (Marilyn) applied makeup, contacts, and what might have been a little magic to the vampire-kitten's face. Even Al's heightened sense of sight couldn't perceive that she was any less than human with these adjustments. Then swiftly she was asked to run errands about town to acquire items for Mistress Marilyn.