Since there was no hiding any more, Blade sat up and just leaned forward between the seats with an elbow on each one. There really was no need to jump into this little spat between her and the vampire. She was doing a fine job on her own, and he just couldn't help grinning the whole time. This was the kind of entertainment that he missed working alone. It was better than the Nightstalkers, though. This was a woman who definitely knew her shit and was far more than capable.
But the woman that spoke, the woman that lurked behind those beautiful icy blue eyes...that was not the woman that he had come out on this "date" with. He observed it all in silence, still enjoying the vampire's misery but recording all of it. It was the first hint he got that this might not last. Sure, he felt a little bit of sadness deep down at that, but it was good to know that she was finding herself little by little. This was the Queen. Queen Mab. A cold shiver shot down his spine as the words sounded in his mind with all of the regal tone one might expect.
"Nooonononono..." She'd convinced him. He had heard it in her voice too. A newly born babe to the night recognized its better, recognized a woman that had been one with the night since before the night even had a name, since it was but a concept in some god or gods' eyes. "Please lady...Blade..don't let her..."
Blade put his hands up. "Her show right now, suckhead. Not mine. I'd give her whatever the fuck she wants."
"I..I...what do you want?!?! He was wailing now. It was kind of pathetic how quickly she cracked him.
Blade looked at her. "I like your style. Glad you're on my side." But was she, really? Something told her that the woman inside the woman in the driver's seat was on no side but her own.
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It's all good. You know me...I've had that happen more times than I can COUNT so I can't talk!
Date: 2012-08-26 04:44 am (UTC)But the woman that spoke, the woman that lurked behind those beautiful icy blue eyes...that was not the woman that he had come out on this "date" with. He observed it all in silence, still enjoying the vampire's misery but recording all of it. It was the first hint he got that this might not last. Sure, he felt a little bit of sadness deep down at that, but it was good to know that she was finding herself little by little. This was the Queen. Queen Mab. A cold shiver shot down his spine as the words sounded in his mind with all of the regal tone one might expect.
"Nooonononono..." She'd convinced him. He had heard it in her voice too. A newly born babe to the night recognized its better, recognized a woman that had been one with the night since before the night even had a name, since it was but a concept in some god or gods' eyes. "Please lady...Blade..don't let her..."
Blade put his hands up. "Her show right now, suckhead. Not mine. I'd give her whatever the fuck she wants."
"I..I...what do you want?!?! He was wailing now. It was kind of pathetic how quickly she cracked him.
Blade looked at her. "I like your style. Glad you're on my side." But was she, really? Something told her that the woman inside the woman in the driver's seat was on no side but her own.
And yet still he felt drawn to her. Interesting.