*She arrives home after the incident at the Diamond Exchange the look on her face is feril...wild. The door is slammed hard and the sound echoes though the large House.

Diamonds fall from the folds of her skirt as she drops the hem and leans against the door. Sunglasses are whipped off, the long scarf is ripped off her head, her dress is streaked in blood. A part of her is screaming, clawing at her What have you done?

But there is another part of her, the one that watched him bleed and shot his shop into oblivion that licks at her wounds and makes her shiver pleasently.

She vanishes upstairs before Vincienso notices her arrival. Quiet as a gentle breeze she moves between bedroom and bathroom discarting articles of clothing along the way.*

*If she had a heartbeat it would be thumping hard, if she were still Human she would be breaking down right about now, but she is no longer one of those.

The water from the showerhead laps at her skin, eating away any traces of blood. Her dress had been hastily tossed into the washing machine, it rumbles and purrs, matching the shower's hunger for blood.

Steam and suds, lavender and lillies, it smells as if Hell has crashed down upon the Garden of Eden.*

*The water is switched off, long legs, dripping with crystaline drops step out. She wraps herself like a catterpillar in a large, fluffy cinnomon-brown towel and switches the machine from wash to dry.

If there is a time that she needs a drink it is right now. She can feel the back of her throat burn as she heads to her room and slips on a sheer white, knee-length nighty. Kara grabs the matching robe and slithers into it. Leaving the belt untied she quickly makes her way to the kitchen. In the darkened House all is silent. Through one of the windows a sliver of moon-light creeps in and illuminates her. The hems of her night-wear flap angrily behind her was she moves in haste.

The large second fridge is unlocked, a bottle of thick red liquid is extracted from it. She leans against the counter, cradels it and closes her eyes. Tonight will be a long night...*

*Did she have a key? Well she got in so she must have one, right? Karlie stumbles in, bottle of Absolut in hand, quarter gone* Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirates life fer me!! *She stumbles about with a light crash against, something. Gand is good to her, weather he knows it or not, a few lines and a couple bottles of liquor, makes for a very fun night* Where's mah bootie?  Hello there mister octopussssy...*She leans over and taps hard on the glass of the fish tank, sooo wasted* I've broken free! *She twirls clumsily before making her way further into the house*

*One of the guards outside lets her enter. They have been allowed to let her in...as long as she is alone. Even the snippers have had strict orders to not shoot if she is alone.

Kara's body visibly flinches when she hears the drunken ghoul enter her domain.* You must be kidding *she utters in Italian, then adds a little swear for good measure* shit.

*She walks into the sitting room, bottle in hand, Crystal wine glass in the other, and frowns at Karlie.* Well well, look who finaly found their way home. Was my trail of cocaine bright enough to make you find your way back, or have you already had your fill at his house? *she spits out his as if it were poison.*

I do not know why you are here, but now is not the right time for visiting...I must leave the house for a while...*her voice trails off, before Karlie can speak Kara is heading up the stairs, pouring herself the equivilent of shot after shot in her glass until she has vanishes into the bathroom. She must get the dress...

...and then and idea begins to sprout in her brain like a weed it begins to grow.

'Climb up the beanstalk, Jack!'

'But I am afraid...'

*She stumbles after  Kara* hey hey hey heeeeey, ya know, I didn't have to come back! I coulda stayed with him! Or had other places ta go.. *She points to Kara and narrows her eyes as Kara disappears into the bathroom* Well, if you don't want me here, fine! Fuck me man..*She mumbles as she heads for the front door* I mean I thought you fuckin' woulda been happy ta see me, guess fuckin' not...

Karlie...*She calls from the bathroom* I'm having a bad day *that's an understatement* Please stay...come up here. *her voice sounds syropy sweet, as if she's sorry that Karlie is mad, actually she is not.*

(2008-11-07 18:06:31 Kara rolls 6 dice to tell me lies... (Diff 7) 1,7,4,7,10, 5 (2 successes) I want you to stay here, in the House, sugar.

*The dress is taken out of the dryer and wrapped up in a towel, like a bundel. Kara quickly storms to her room and tucks the dress in a hiding place.*

*She stops once she's down stairs and sighs, instead of heading for the door she plops down on the couch, opens the bottle and takes a swig* Ya know, I don't even know why I came back here *She rubs a hand over her eyes and yawns* oooh yeah..that's why, I need a place to sleep, better than some stupid couch..

*Kara's only half-listening. Karlie could recite the Iliad right now and it would sound like garbage in her ears...she has bigger fish to fry.

Like a mini-tornado she moves from closet to drawer, picking out black lacy under-things and slithering into them. She plucks out a very long black skirt, black top then slips into black books. Looking into the mirror she frowns and tucks her golden locks under a wig of pure white. She looks like an angel gone Goth. There is a rosy glow on her face that she does not like, with the aid of Japanese rice powder that is quickly erased. Now she is colourless.

Satisfied she rushes out of her room and storms down the stairs only catching the last bit of her ghoul's whining.* You also need a taste of me *she utters as she bites into her wrist and heads to the kitchen.

Kara returns to the living room with what looks to be a cranberry-vodka mixture...but it is not cranberry, but you already knew that, didn't you?* And you also need a taste of this...*the short glass is handed to Karlie* drink this, it will make you feel so good...I promise *she stands against the back of the sofa and leans over Karlie's shoulder. A whisper* drink me...  

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*She licks her lips and gives a moan, the capped bottle is left to roll away on the couch, her head falls back and turns to the side* Drink me? I'm pretty high right now, I know you like that.*she takes the shot glass and looks up to her "master"* mm..I'd drink you all night if you'd let me *She slowly sips the drink down with a fluttering of eyes, another low, drawn out moan*

(This puts Karlie at a 2nd level blood-bond to Kara, Level 1 to Zaine by my counts. At this point mechanical effects come into play for Karlie so if you havent, please review Blood Bonds under the rules clarification section.)

*She watches Karlie drink, a delicate brow raises a touch* It is a drink, tesora*, not a lover. *She arches over the back of the sofa as she murrmers her words in Karlie's ear.*

So...tell me, petal. What happened after I left, hmm? *Long, porcilain-pale fingers weave though the other's long hair.* Tell me what I want to know and then...*a pause and a flutter of her lids* I may give you what you want.

((*terora=darling in Italian, or so I think...my Italian is not so good, you know *chuckles.*))  

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Nothing happened *She sneers a bit, dangerous eyes look back at Kara, she grins darkly* We fucked, talked about shit, and when he realized that I had no info for him, he let me leave. Pretty cut 'n dry, boring shit. *Those eyes bore into Kara's* I'm bored, restless, I wanna go out and play *Wasn't she off her ass drunk just a minute ago?* Please..oh pleeease let's go play. We can find some nobody and take him to some abandoned warehouse, and play..What do ya say, huh? Get me some new blades. Some fun music, we can have a private party! *Almost begging now, maybe she just really wants to see a vampire in action. Killer faces killer, both hungry for blood, though their hunger is completely different*

*Like a serpent's arms they slither around Karlie's neck, she embraces the girl as she recites her tale. A frown...the vision of them two humping like rabbits envades her brain, she shakes her head, then shakes it again as she mouths the word whore but if it is intended for Karlie or Gand...well one guess?*

What did he say about me? And do not say nothing, my petal...I will not believe it...tell me...*she leans into Karlie's eat murrmering* tell me...

*A shush* We can not go play tonight, but...if you are good...tomorrow shall come just for you, I promise *Kara slips her fingers though Karlie's long hair, she is slowly becoming acostomed to touching her Karlie. She belongs to her...they need each other...do they not? Or do they just need each other now?*

*She moans gently, her own arms slithering about Kara's waist, she presses her hot lips to the woman's ear* I wish he did tell me more, only that you should know he's killed one of your kind before, and that he can and will do it again *A tongue lashes out and moves about Kara's ear lobe* That is, unfortunately, all that he said about the situation. *If Kara hadn't pulled away by now Karlie will tilt her head to the side and moan again* Drink, my love. Take me.

*Kara weaves around to the front of the sofa so that Karlie can embrace her, yet in her ice cold heart she feels nothing.* I do not care...*she murrmers at her comment about killing one of her own, if she does not know them it does not count as final death...not in her screwed up books, anyhow.

Then, for the second time that night she digs her fangs into the pulsating flesh of one living. Karlie's blood feels good, like candy. Kara hovers over her fragily, taking in only a little blood...just a taste. Her eyes flutter as she pulls away.* Go upstairs, stay in your room...I will come for you later....and lock the door, let no one in...promise me?  

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*There is a gasp, she becomes limp in Kara's arms, that wonderful feeling of the kiss washes  over her, but it is short lived and whimpers when Kara pulls away, she looks up at the woman and pouts, nodding slowly at her instructions* So, no fun tonight then *She sighs and slumps back against the couch and looks down, pouting like a child*

Did you not get your fill of fun for one evening, Karlie-dear? *A gentle raise of a brow* Did he not wear you out?

Not a whole lot wears me out *She licks her lips and reaches out for Kara, eyes filled with lust, hunger, need* I want to play.