Artemis Lancaster

“Someone you knew?” She piped up, looking behind the girl before she turned her attention back to her. “–no, it doesn’t. I will say being here hasn’t given me any enlightenment on the species here. The witches are probably the worst, though. Always have been. Damn witches.”

“I used to share that cell with a friend”, Chloe murmured quietly. Crow was gone now. She just hoped he was happier, wherever he was. “I must agree with you. Witches are the worst here. They are so entitled, cowards hiding behind their powers”

“Yes. When in reality, they're more like frightened children. Probably worse than ‘humans’.” Artemis rolled her eyes. “Anyways, sorry about your friend.” Judging by the looks she gave... he didn't get the same ending she had. Whether that was good or bad, Artemis hadn't decided yet.

“Well can you go find something else nice?”

“And what makes you think you can order me about?” Dorian scoffed. “You’re really asking for it slave..”

“And you're whining. Go figure.”

“Actually no… I’ve been more often by my Master’s side than in my cold cell”, she glaced back, on the cold dark hole she shared with Crow. Where are you? Why you haven’t rescued me yet? Her smile faded at the thought of the only friend she had made, her face becoming completely serious as the girl talked. She liked it or not, she could see herself in the girl. When she was still human and under the nomadics’ hold, and how she realized death would be a release from all her problems. “No, it doesn’t change anything”

“Someone you knew?” She piped up, looking behind the girl before she turned her attention back to her. “--no, it doesn’t. I will say being here hasn’t given me any enlightenment on the species here. The witches are probably the worst, though. Always have been. Damn witches.”

“Actually no… I’ve been more often by my Master’s side than in my cold cell”, she glaced back, on the cold dark hole she shared with Crow. Where are you? Why you haven’t rescued me yet? Her smile faded at the thought of the only friend she had made, her face becoming completely serious as the girl talked. She liked it or not, she could see herself in the girl. When she was still human and under the nomadics’ hold, and how she realized death would be a release from all her problems. “No, it doesn’t change anything”

“Someone you knew?” She piped up, looking behind the girl before she turned her attention back to her. “--no, it doesn’t. I will say being here hasn’t given me any enlightenment on the species here. The witches are probably the worst, though. Always have been. Damn witches.”

“Well you may consider it nice, but what’s really important here is what I find nice.”

“Well can you go find something else nice?”

“Well you may consider it nice, but what’s really important here is what I find nice.”

“Well can you go find something else nice?”

“No, I don’t need your sympathy. Perhaps, you need mine. I’m not the one inside a cell, at the mercy of psycho beasts”, Chloe shrugged lightly. She had a great Master, and nothing to complain about her current life. She tilted her head, “Well, it matters for you. I mean, you were at the wrong place at the worng time. Have you never imagined that your life would be different if you weren’t there? Because I have.”

“So were you before you got claimed, so lets not play that card. I’m not at anyone’s mercy, and I won’t make it easy for them. If I die, I die, it’s still a release from here.” Artemis shrugged her shoulders. “Shit happens. Everyone imagines things they could have done differently... but it won’t matter. It never does... It doesn’t change anything.”

“No, I don’t need your sympathy. Perhaps, you need mine. I’m not the one inside a cell, at the mercy of psycho beasts”, Chloe shrugged lightly. She had a great Master, and nothing to complain about her current life. She tilted her head, “Well, it matters for you. I mean, you were at the wrong place at the worng time. Have you never imagined that your life would be different if you weren’t there? Because I have.”

“So were you before you got claimed, so lets not play that card. I’m not at anyone’s mercy, and I won’t make it easy for them. If I die, I die, it’s still a release from here.” Artemis shrugged her shoulders. “Shit happens. Everyone imagines things they could have done differently... but it won’t matter. It never does... It doesn’t change anything.”

“Now you’re playing the stupid one. I was human when I became a slave. Those vampires abused me, and I tried to kill myself. I think you’re smart enough to see that things didn’t go according to my plans. They used me, and when I attacked one of them they send me here. You’re young, I’m sure you’ve been trained to be a hunter way before I was turned into this. What were you doing when they catch you?”

“Am I supposed to have sympathy for you?” She may have, if only a little, but the girl would never verbally admit to that. Never. “I was at a rendezvous spot.” she shrugged her shoulders. And a few days before that, she had been released from her mother’s basement of horrors after truly befriending a wolf. Using friendship as a cover was fine... but not a genuine one. That had landed her in ho water. “But none of that matters.”

“’Seriously’, you’re not in a position to be offering me suggestions.”

“I’m refusing you and offering a suggestion. That’s considered being nice.”

“I’m sure we will. How a weak hunter like yourself is still in one piece in a place like this?”

“Come on. I’m sure that’s not nearly as bad as how stupid a vampire must be to get caught in the first place and tricked out by the rest of her kind and other species. I mean, damn, that’s got to suck. You’re a fang-card carrying member and they still locked your ass away.”

“And what makes you think I’ll take orders from a slave?”

“Less ‘orders’, more ‘easy directions’. But, seriously, like four or five cells down.”

“Well, well well. What do we have here?”

“Not much, but y’know, if you just go a few cells down I’m sure there will be something there for you.”

You’re a hunter, hm? I’ts been a while since I had one.

"Define ‘had one’. Because if it’s how I’m assuming -- you can wait a bit longer,”

“I would hope so.”

"Ha...” She gave a light laugh. But she was genuinely amused. And in a good way, “If I admit to just a glance, can we let this die?”

His eyes met hers, catching the little eye roll. “Don’t think I won’t come across the desk and straighten you out right here in front of everyone,” Alexander said, a low warning in his voice. “Watch yourself.”

“Duly noted,” the huntress remarked with irritation. “You gonna leave it for him, or not? ‘cause if you’re not, I can go back to cleaning.”