Strawberry Puree || Asvari&Bella
It was easy to hide blood in certain drinks, Bella's glass of strawberry meade poured at Blood, Sweat and Beers was half filled with the man she had slaughtered by the docks earlier that evening. The blood had mixed in with the puree poured aesthetically at the base of the glass and each time Bella sipped she got a mixture of strawberry and blood that made her smile softly to herself. Sweet and savoury all at once.
Merry had yet to arrive for his performance and so the drink was a perfect excuse to amuse herself, though, it was not all that held her attention.
The young vampiress was touching at the letters of her friend that had been written to her over the past week, the edges of some of the papers damaged with fire. She had yet to see him again, not since he had been in her place of work and yet each evening when she rose it was a battle not to ask the young delivery boy where he was taking her letters each evening so she might drag him to his bed and give in to things she had promised herself she would wait for.
Eyes leaving the paper she took another sip of her drink, pallid green eyes catching a glance at the person beside her, able to smell smoke upon his person. Tapping him on the shoulder with a long nail she attempted to seek his attention, and perhaps advice. "Are you a djinn?" she asked, words not quite slurred but evidently affected by her drinks - how many had she had now?
It was only once she spoke she realised many in the bar had that smokey smell to them, her eyes shifting from the man beside her to others in the bar. The vampire was unaware they had likely all been at an earlier performance by the very djinn on her mind.
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