really, it wasn’t as if she cared at all, but being around a vampire much older than her seemed to bring the ghost of the sensation of crawling skin to record. it was odd though, she wasn’t as intimidated as she thought she’d be --though that was subject to change of course. she made it her business to fuck off when it came to the ever complicated world that she’d been an unwilling part of for nearly fifty years, but every now and then it managed to worm it’s way to the forefronts of her attention.                            “ can i help you? ” the words came out bluntly, no disguise from her clear distatain. this other’s presence made her uncomfortable, as it wasn’t often other vampires found their way into her club, and the pettiest part of her just wanted to get to the bottom of this.