It had been weeks since she left the house, feeding of Vin's blood when he offered it to her in a wine glass. She would speak to no one, she stayed away from her beloved opera and stayed indoors. What was it those mortals called it? Cabin Fever? She was starting to feel it.

Her nights and days would play themselves on repeat, every one was the same. When she dreamed she dreamed of their faces, Lucas and Gand and Julien and Karlie and Solomon and Deirdre and everyone else she ever knew.

On the nineteenth day she lay curled up on the sofa asleep clutching her sheets in her hand. Her mind was in a turmoil, invaded by one too many thoughts.

A tendril of moon-light dared seep into her darkness and caress along her pallid face sending her sitting up wild-eyes and fangs bared at an unseen foe. The beast within her hissed and the sound broke the otherwise quiet night.

Bolting off the sofa, sheets trailing behind her like a wedding gown, Kara made her way to the window and began to pound at it, growling at the moon.

Hours later it was Vin who found her curled up in a corner clawing at her own self, nails inches from her face. 'Kara Miya!' His voice boomed as he knelt to her and grabbed her hands before they touched skin, 'what are you doing?'

Her eyes looked at him, though they were glassy, unblinking, her voice was a whisper, 'I'm clawing myself out...'

Clouds above slithered and coiled around the moon engulfing it then swallowing it whole.

Vin had gone after he scooped her up and took her up to her bedroom. There she slipped in and out of slumber, finally waking up, Vin was gone and there before her was Wolf. 'What the...' The animal stood on its four feet facing her with a small growl. 'Who the fuck let you in?' He was never allowed in the House, NEVER!

Pulling herself up she placed her hands on the beast's furry neck and began to push him off. 'Leave!'

Yet Wolf remained firm, he was too powerful to move unless she really tried, and right now she wasn't. Kara kicked at the covers then stormed out of bed. 'What was the deal?' Turning to the creature she looked at him, baby blues twining with steal greys. 'No Wolf in the House!' Her voice rose octaves, she was bitter from the inside out and he was there for her to take it out on.

Wolf did not move away, he was firm on staying there to make sure she remained sane..if that was possible.

Her hands rose towards her face, a feril noise erupting in her throat. In a flash he was off the bed and had her right wrist between huge, powerful jaws, not biting, rather pulling her away. Distracted she looked down at him and began to tug on her hand so roughly that the animal's sharp teeth raked along petal skin creating four long, bloody gashes. He began to whine, then snaped open his jaws before droplets of blood pool on her cells and fall to the ground.  

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*A month or so away, Karlie just couldn't go far, she returns to this shit rot city for a fix, a fix of something much more potent than any hard drug she could buy. After stealing the beat up car of some wanna-be "sales" guy from a street corner, the carny freak returns, walking into Kara's home like she owns the place* Honey I'm HOOME!!! *She knows she's been missed, or at least thinks it. With a harsh slam of the front door, she tosses her back pack to the side and steps further in* And I'm thirstin' for a bit of your juices! KAAAARA! *She calls in a sing song voice as she reaches the stairs* Miss Miiiiya!!!

The snippers were never told to shoot Karlie if she were to wander back onto the property, so Karlie is free to enter and slip into the House.

As soon as Kara hears her she yells out Vincienso's name just as the Wolf bolds to the door and makes maddening motions to break though it, and he would have is Kara didn't pull him back. 'It's all right, it's just her.'

She looks down at her hand, it's not horrible, but there are a few gashes and they are bloody.

Kara decides to move to the bathroom and clean the blood off with cool running water. Wolf follows her, then when she shoos him he moves to the top of the steps, looks down and growls at Karlie.

*She stops mid way up the stairs and pulls her top lip back, baring her teeth, she imitates Wolf's growling for a moment, then starts to laugh* You dumb fuck, who the hell let you into the house? *With a snort she continues to move up the steps and calls out again* Kara my love, are you here? I'm hungry, thirsty, and a need a few lines! *She gives a pouty look to Wolf and whimpers slightly, then tries to move past him*  

'You do know that the only reason he holds back is because I told him to,' she pulls out of the bathroom, her hand wrapped in a towel.

Standing behind Wolf she lets her gaze move to Karlie, 'has Gretel found her way back? Did you toss florescent pebbles to find your way back, Karlie?' Kara pushes past Wolf so harshly that the animal yelps in pain. She pauses when hearing him cry then sits a few steps below him and calls him over. The animal sits himself down a step lower then places his head on her lap and glares at Karlie.

'Where the fuck were you?' she asks cooly, her eyes narrowing. She has got a few lines left, they are on the mantle, but they are the last bits she's got of Gand and she is NOT sharing that with Karlie.  

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*She gives a roll of her dark eyes as Kara steps up behind Wolf, then sighs and watches her as she sits. Karlie is dressed in tight shorts that stop just below her tight ass, and a black lacy tank top that leaves nothing to the imagination, her arms fold across her chest as she purses her lips and studies Kara* Well fuck, if you've gotta good thing goin' why leave? *She snorts again and moves to sit right next to the vampire, she smells of jasmine oil, sweat, her few days on the road, and most of all, blood, no doubt it cakes under her lime green finger nails, perhaps a strand of hair or two had been dipped in the red liquid* I was away, who the fuck cares where? I'm back, that's gotta count for something *She grins and leans in close, shoulder to shoulder, painted lips brush Kara's ear* Give me a kiss, I missed you...

Wolf growls when Karlie gets close but Kara pulls him back and utters no.

Watching Karlie she frowns, 'you look like a fifty-cent hooker.' She, herself, is dressed in her nighty. It's a very sheer, very pale grey, showing off her curves, the hem reaches the floor and there's a huge slit to her mid-thigh.

'You never could stay away from me, could you kitten?' She chuckle dryly and arches towards the girl. She can smell the blood on her and it causes a stir in her belly.

She's not going to kiss Karlie, she may catch some disease that scientists still have yet to find a name for...but you can't catch nothing from blood, at least not in the mind of a Malkavian.

She unwraps the towel from her hand and purposely wraps it around Karlie's shoulders. The scent of the open wound and the blood forming on her skin could be some perfume. 'How about you kiss me, hmmm?' Then she whispers, 'take my hand...'  

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mmmm, purrr *She mumbles as she reaches out and takes Kara's bleeding hand, moaning slightly she pulls it up towards her quivering lips, dark eyes look up into her Domitor's, her tongue darts out and laps at the bite wound, she moans again, her eyes roll back at the taste and she pulls a bit harder on the hand, lips suction about the largest hole and she pulls with all her might at the swelling blood*

The blood trickles though her like water, in gentle, fluid motions it finds Karlie's lips.

Her head turns, her gaze upon her Karlie, it didn't matter much where she went, she would always return, it was like there was a magnetic pull forcing them to be together.

'You're going to stay,' she utters as she moves her hand from Wolf to Karlie's hair. Long, pallid fingers slip though the messy strands, she needed a hair cut and a brush.

Kara wanted to get high, but she didn't think Karlie was stoned enough. 'Tell me you've taken something,' she whispers as she lets her feed.

*She looks up with her dark eyes at Kara as she drinks down what blood she can get from the healing wounds, then slowly nods, when all else fails prescrïption pills can get you high in a pinch, she lets the woman's hand go, grinning, blood coats her teeth for a moment* It isn't much, I ran out of money, and stuff, and I seriously wanted to get back here *She smirks, her chin tilting to the side, exposing her neck* Have a nip.

Kara doesn't need to be told twice, swiftly she sinks her fangs into Karlie's soft skin, it feels like a knife moving though hot butter, fluid and smooth.

Karlie's blood tastes sweet, laced with some drug. Kara takes only enough to get a cheep buzz. Pulling away she trails her tongue over the wound and utters, 'tomorrow if I give you some money will you go to the Red Zone? Find Tommy...' a hand is lifted and she pushes back Karlie's hair, 'get some heroin, enough for you and me. You will do that for me, won't you?'

*Three times bound to this woman, Karlie doesn't even come up with a reason to say no, after moaning at the painful pleasure of the bite she lays back on the steps and grins up at the vampire* Of course I will, it'll be like old times, just two bitches rising into the sky *She giggles darkly as her hands move up and down her barely hidden body*

Would Karlie have said no to her even if she wasn't bound? Probably not. She can offer her enough drugs and sanctuary to keep her near, though often enough she'd like her to just go away and leave her alone, but after she fed off her the first time she feels that she must keep her near.

Kara looks at her and then shuffles back a touch, Karlie's too sexual for her.

'Not two, Karlie, I have never been a bitch.' She eyes her then jerks a brow up huffing, a shake of her head, why a woman would perposly call herself a bitch was beyond her.

'Tommy is cheep, so are his drugs, but give him something extra...he has always been kind to me, and...will you do me a favour? Sky blues seem to cloud over lightly, 'as him if Gand ever got his coke off of him.' She does not make it clear to why she wants to know.