Looking For Nothing But A Girl

She was in a bad mood, everyone, even the most dimwitted could see that. Her strides were harsh even if her boots didn't make that much of a sound. Her coat flowed dramatically behind her, an unfelt wind seemingly pushing it back from her legs. Her aristocratic face was unshielded for all eyes to see, a grim expression of utter rage on her face.

The younger students she passed often would back away in fear as she walked, her aura of utter discontentment being felt by those around. If there was an empath amongst the students gathered outside to enjoy the temperature they would surely have left as fast as their legs could carrie them. Yes, it was that bad. What was even worse, was that she was hungry, not having eaten in a few days, thus sharpening her senses maddeningly.

Her eyes though hidden behind a blind fold from the glare of the sun had taken an ominous red tint, She could see though under the thin piece of fabric, she needed to, because it wouldn't be good for her reputation for her to ran smack into a tree. Her eyes had an affection that made them incredibly accurate and sensitive. Of, for now she saw through the red haze of flesh, but light could do wonders in detailing the environment.

What had made her this angry you would ask? An emissary had come to her, bearer of news she wasn't particularly fond of. It seems the Master of one of the cities nearby considered her as a threat to his power. And he had the audacy to try and intimidate her when she knew he was only in his early thousand. To convey how much she disliked the fact, she had drained the messenger, a five hundred years old vampire, nearly dry, leaving only enough for him to return to his sire.

The audacy of those implied had left a murderous taste in her mouth, it was sheer madness to insult an elder, let alone a female elder, known for their temper. It really didn't say much of the present vampire poulation. Maybe when the next concil would occur, she could press a poulation management and those found to be idiots, morons or simply just too mad would be terminated. Yeah, that will do... She thought,

Suddenly, a scent drifted to her nose, the scent of a vampire, a relatively young one at that, not as young as the others she had encountered, but he wasn't that old either. A small sneer played on her lips, he couldn't be older than five hundred years old. She could determine how old he was, amongst other things, by just the scent, it was quite useful at times.

Unsure why, the elder made a beeline for the younger one, her whole being exhuding power and confidence no other pocessed. If she could find a way to vent her anger, then all the better. Her long black had fallen from the band she had used to tie them up a long time ago, her brisk walk -run- had taken care of it. Her waste of energy hadn't beaten her rage back down, and she was seriously considering going on a rampage on the nastier parts of the city, she was sure nobody would miss those she would kill.

So engrossed in her thoughts of murder and what not as she was, she nearly walked past the younger vampire. She stopped abruptly, her black coat falling limp along her legs, but not before it brushed along the 'boy's' back as she passed.

''Aren't you a bit too old to mingle with kids?'' She asked in a cold voice, reminding those who heard it of the storms that occurred in the worst of winters.

"Aye, but no one takes someone with my looks seriously. You know... Your quite the beauty, have a boyfriend?"

The answer took her by surprise, though she didn't show it. Her eyes narrowed behind the strip of clothe that was protecting her eyes, anger flashing for but a moment on her features.

''I would suggest you guard your tongue well behind those petty fangs of yours if you want to keep your blood from mysteriously ending out of your body.'' She replied in a deadly whisper. ''Of course, you could allways have a death wish, which isn't improbable.''

Unconsciously, her claws had started to grow out of her hands, indeed, she didn't tolerate disrespect well. The way he had talked to her was way overboard. It was insulting that he would adress her as a mere adolsecent kid.

''But, you are right, nobody respects a kid, especially if they talk to their elders in such a way as to provoke their ire.'' The elder said again, an hint of irritation in her voice. ''Respect has to be earned.''

The female elder raised an eyebrow again. It seems it was becoming one of her favorite expression nowadays. She was irritated, everything that day seemed to get on her nerves. From the smallest sound to the most irritating boy, everything seemed to ruffle her feathers in the wrong way so to speak.

Even the sheer amount of overpoliteness the younger vampire showed only seemed to irritate her further. She managed to keep the low growl that was about to escape in her throat, turning it instead in a small polite cough, which was rather weird.

''I find myself becoming more and more irritated by you behaviour.'' She told. ''Not that you aren't polite now.''

The blood lust was not helping, she was hungry, oh so very hungry. It had been a stressful few days, then she had had an encounter with bratty vampires, then she had been insulted a few times in a row... To say the least she hadn't had a pleasant few days was an understatement.

''You are amusing, for that reason, I won't kill you.'' The vampire told him.

Swiftly, the black haired woman lashed out to the younger vampire, aiming for his face, claws being drawned.

(Bwahahahaha!)

The vampire observed the reaction of the younger one, a small grin twisting her face in a very disturbing one. She wasn't surprised when he dodged her attack, getting the reaction she wanted from him, which was Percy fleeing her wrath.

She lowered her center of balance, then darted after the younger vampire, not really concerned that there would be children milling around witnessing the beating she wanted to administer to the other.

Pushing her speed, she was slowly catching up to the other, biding her time. of course, she wasn't giving her best, wanting to effectively ingrain the fear for his betters in the young vampire. She let him run a few more moments before she made her move. The elder vampire leaped into the air, easily going above the younger vampire then twisting like a cat and landing crouched in front of him.

The black haired vampire snarled at the younger one, showing elongated fangs in all their pearly lenghts. Only some battle time it seems would do her any good though she wasn't showing it.

The black haired vampire quickly tucked her blindfold from her eyes, letting it dangle from her neck. She knew she'd have a killer headache in a few hours for taking it off, but it was too good an opportunity to pass up. Slowly she advanced twoards the younger vampire that had stopped and turned to face her. She had the look of a predator advancing on a downed prey.

''You've got some guts kid to try and face me like that, now you just need a backbone and a respectful mouth.'' She drawled to him.

Her eyes were red, her mouth was set in a sneer. Her gleaming fangs were set in the sun for all eyes to see. Her pupils had retracted a bit in reaction to the sun, but not enough to ease the pain it caused to long exposure. She growled low, her eyes glinting in the sunlight, it wasn't a good glint. The vampire sweeped a low kick to percy's legs, aiming at cutting his ballance, aiming to kick his legs from under him.