The woman walked out through the trees, looking as cruel as ever. Red droplets fell from her long, pale fingers, and a few of the same hue fell from her emotionless lips. The only thing that could really show how much anger she had pent up at the moment, how much hatred, how much sorrow, were her eyes. The commanding, dark blue orbs seemed lost and confused. Even so, her disposition clearly stated not to deal with her. This vampire wasn't in one of her pitiful moods, but instead one of her worst.
She had actually gone on a killing spree earlier, and now she was coming here because she couldn't bear the thought of going home. Not when she was in this mood... not when she didn't have her son's glowing smile to see anymore... not when all of her efforts to just be happy were failing...
Cordelia Brooks finally sat down on rather large rock, sweeping her black trench coat to hang behind her. There was a new rip in the collar that she would have to try to sew. Black hair was hanging loosely, like it most often was.
She finally sighed, wiping her hands off on her pants. Humans were too easy... though it was fun to take her anger out with killing them, sometimes she needed an actual fight, not just some simple kill.
She had actually gone on a killing spree earlier, and now she was coming here because she couldn't bear the thought of going home. Not when she was in this mood... not when she didn't have her son's glowing smile to see anymore... not when all of her efforts to just be happy were failing...
Cordelia Brooks finally sat down on rather large rock, sweeping her black trench coat to hang behind her. There was a new rip in the collar that she would have to try to sew. Black hair was hanging loosely, like it most often was.
She finally sighed, wiping her hands off on her pants. Humans were too easy... though it was fun to take her anger out with killing them, sometimes she needed an actual fight, not just some simple kill.