beatrix

   — dirt streaked her ALABASTER skin, caked beneath once PRISTINE finger nails, her hair, no longer the perfect curls they were yesterday morning, now they were a knotted dirty mess, her dress tattered & torn & yet here she stood, miles & miles from her home, at the corner of main & first looking a mess, with shaky hands & wild eyes, searching for the nearest hotel. 

“ i’m not HERE for to play tiddlywinks, if you want to feed, feed. if not, it’s a seventy-five dollar fee for making me get my ass out here for  n o t h i n g. “

“So…what exactly does a screamer do for work around here?” Her ability is far from a useful one, unlike the witches she’s seen capitalizing on their skills. Not for the first time, Avalon wishes she’d been born anything but a banshee. It seemed to be nothing but a curse. 

“if you want my help that badly, you’re going to have to practice being QUIET.”

“Stop your fidgeting, alright? Many have tried to escape that chair all have failed.” Hayden spoke coldly as veins grew through the skin of his face and his tone grew darker. He walked over to the other and leaned down to meet them at eye level. “Listen, I’m sorry about this, I really am. You seem like a really nice person and it’s nothing personal but I need to eat and…” He paused and removed a sharp combat knife from the clip on his hip. “Let’s face it, no one is really going to miss you. Now, stay still. I just want to drain you slowly but I will snap your neck if you don’t listen.” 

‘ —- and i thought you didn’t believe all the CRAP i say? yet, here you are, standing on my door. ‘  a sigh escaped the blonde’s lips replaced quickly by a small smile. ‘ how can i help you? ‘