Blood Wars (The Revival) Mature Themes // Vampire RP! // Mystery // Romance// Closed!!

(Oh jeez)

Klaus had been one of the last to join the scene, only hovering near the sidelines, his eyes half-closed as he squinted at everyone around. He couldn't deny Ames' very true words, but he kept silent, just still watching. He apparently joined too late, because she was already being lifted slowly as Dominik offered Ames to carry her. It was the child's fault, why were they sympathizing?

Cambria almost snapped the head off of the butler for such insolence, but decided otherwise at the last moment. He was hardly worth the energy to do so. Instead she stared down her nose at the girl. "She would have been left for dead on the battlefield." She elegantly crossed her arms. "Hardly a proper vampire, but sure dote upon her and tell her everything is 'going to be okay.'" Cambria miffed none too quietly. Her flames danced along her knuckles and in the pupils of her eyes, a warning.

Etzli was starting to hyperventilate, unable to function from contrasting harsh words, calm words, forceful words… Not to mention there were so many people around. She coughed, and blood spattered onto her dress, eyes wide and unseeing. "Don't wanna be a vampire." She spat at the female who had cursed at her [Cambria]. "I'd rather fucking die."

"I'm sure someone would be more than happy to oblige you." Cambria replied somewhat softly, but not without that same dangerous lit to her voice. She was quickly becoming annoyed by the situation. "Honestly." Vampire or no this girl was–

Cambria sighed, turning away, thanking the gods that this girl wasn't a member of her own house.

Etzli stumbled to her feet and whispered, "Then why don't you?" Her face was murderous.

(I'm so sorry, but it was too tempting.)

Etzli stumbled over to Ames before collapsing in exhaustion. "Please." She pleaded. "Just get me away from them." Tears were leaking down her face as she tried to contain her pent-up emotions.

Etzli shook her head. "Just want to sit down…"

(Wait, so what's Ames power?)

She had been tempted. Oh so tempted to end that sweet little life before her. Cambria had only smiled at the girl. A smile filled with promises, if Etzli was ever brave enough to come find her. Maybe she would be, if she indeed was suffering as others had claimed for her.

Cambria had paid little mind to Dominik's little speech, instead flippantly dismissing him to return to the side of Lady Edith. They certainly had much to discuss. Chats between brutal women were much more entertaining.

(Wow. The females are more vicious than the males.)

(vampires ya know? XD)

(exactly. lol. My Etzli's the odd one out.)

Etzli opened her eyes and looked over at Ames. "In that bag by my bed is some bottles of coconut milk. Can you grab one for me? … And please. Don't say 'my lady'. My name is Etzli, and you're free to call me by that."

Edith frown, shaking her head at the event that unfolded before her. Such a pitiful thing to witness. As the young Lady was taken away from the "throngs of oppression", Edith could see the boy she danced with, that mysterious fledgling. He floated away in clouds.

"Such theatrics…" Edith muttered with a roll of her eyes, expressing her deep distaste. "It is futile to argue with those who are hopeless."

Cambria made a rather unladylike 'harrumph' in agreement with Edith. Seems that they had a similar way of thinking. Perhaps she would become more a friend than just an ally in the current predicament. "It's like trying to herd children." She continued, muttering as she leaned up against the wall. Also, very unladylike.

Noticing Edith's gaze following the strange fledgling, she arched a brow at her and flicked her chin at his receding cloudy form. "That one perhaps is a bit more trouble that we think. Obviously he has some notable Noble blood within him in order for him to receive the summons." She tilted her head to the side like an inquisitive cat. "But who?"

Klaus listened to the women's most unladylike of harrumphs, his lips turned up in a slight smile. So it wasn't that bad to share in such thoughts. Though, instead of intruding on the party, he turned and swished his way back to the ball, his feet almost completely silent in the hall. He slipped back into the ballroom, where many middle-class citizens had quickly filled up. He looked up at his Prince, then made his way to the tables of fresh food and meat, not bothering to even look to the dance floor.

Etlzi took the bottle from Ames. "Coconut milk is a good emergency replacement for humans for blood transfusions. I was starving when I found this out. Now I drink nothing else." She took a long gulp. "It's not really all that satisfying though…"

(Hello?)

(Hi. I feel a little disappointed in myself for not including Victor more earlier.)

(I just really like him, and kind of want to interact with him more.)