Thread: Time and Time Again [Corrupted Soul and Shaelinn]

Due to being around for much longer than mere human's mind could grasp, Carolyn understood certain phenomenons better than mortals the cyclical nature of life, for example. No matter how much you struggled, some things simply didn't change. The constant element in Carolyn's life was her love even though they had met so many times she would be a billionaire if she were to receive a dollar for every introductory handshake, the girl never failed to surprise her. The vampire could swear she already had her figured out, yet she always managed to come up with a new trick to disarm her. The familiar feeling of her body pressed against hers, even though brief, astounded her. To put it mildly, Carolyn wasn't the typical visitor of anime conventions with maniacal compulsion to give out free hugs any kind of human contact that didn't involve her snapping some poor fool's neck therefore felt somewhat unusual to her. The touch of this concrete human, however, was much more than an interruption of routine. She hadn't fully realized how much she missed her until this very moment. The sweet scent of her hair, pearl-like drops of sweat glistering on her skin, the softness of her chest nothing escaped her sharp senses and every detail struck the nostalgic chord within her. It also tempted her to pin her to the nearby wall and find out whether she still made those little shrieking sounds when pushed over the edge, but Carolyn decided that would be an indecent thing to do without even knowing her current name. Besides, playing out a hot rape fantasy probably wouldn't be the best approach after the drunkard episode. I see. Busy as a bee, aren't you? Carolyn smirked a little, disapproval slighty tainting her tone the vampire had never liked competition in the love affairs and certainly didn't appreciate all the horny men taking in sight of her muse. Not that she considered those losers unable to lay their hand on a woman before paying her for the favor her rivals, but the privilege of enjoying her beauty belonged to her and her only. Oh well, she won't be working here for much longer. I can guarantee that. Anyway, if you ever feel threatened again, just scream I'm stuck here for a while. Your bouncer doesn't seem to be taking his profession very seriously, Carolyn forced herself to smile, knowing that her working here probably wasn't her fault. She didn't know a single girl who grew up planning to dedicate her life to exposing her flesh in front of drooling males it wasn't a dream job, but a last resort. Shifting blame in her direction would be idiotic. Old habits indelibly instilled in her memory, Carolyn reached out and tucked a strand of the girl's hair behind her ear in a way that screamed 'intimate' too intimate for a complete stranger. Kicking herself mentally for not being able to resist the temptation, she jumped off the stage and joined still awe-struck Mike. The fuck, Carolyn? You know that chick or something? And why didn't you tell me you know that weird kung-fu shit? Humans could be so blind sometimes rather than relying on their senses to filter out the deception and perceive the reality for what it is, they desperately clung to every explanation that seemed logical from their standpoint. Everybody with a working pair of eyes could see that what Carolyn had done wasn't related to the knacky manipulation of opponent's energy in the slightest. No careful movements, no calcultion, just raw strength. Raw strength no man could possess - let alone woman - so their minds automatically leaped to the easiest solution, even though the evidence said otherwise. The worshippers of science were now trapped in the same cage of unshakable faith as the religious fanatics had been in the past. How ironic. We women are mystical creatures and secrets are our fuel. There's a lot that you don't know about me yet, Mike... And what you've seen wasn't a result of studying martial arts. I'm a prototype of genetically engineered soldier, she answered sarcastically, secretly amused that her statement was actually much closer to the truth than his wild guess. A vampire or a mad scientist's experiment, both were just products of loony horror writers. Mike smirked, but didn't try to inquire further she had dodged the question about her love successfully. Well, if you're done with saving ladies' honor today, our partners arrived. Let's go greet them. Carolyn nodded and headed for their table the people who had been witnesses of her little spectacle moved out of their way respectfully, trying hard not to stare at her. Well, at least their survival instincts worked like a swiss clock. The fate was evindetly hell-bent on causing her a heart attack today, though the only reason it didn't happen when she saw her muse dancing for one of the crooks was that her heart had stopped beating centuries ago. Good girl. Shake that nice ass of yours for me... And you, Skids, go collect the cash. His colleague, apparently displeased that he was going to miss the show, stood up and wandered off. Healthy portion of jealousy was an exciting spice to every relationship, yet the surge of cold hatred she could feel rising in her chest was simply absurd. The scum was watching her darling as if she was a piece of meat for him to devour not that Carolyn didn't do that as well sometimes, but that was entirely different. Nice to see you're enjoying yourself, Will. Is that how you waste your supposedly tight budget? she uttered, her voice acidic. Does that mean you're finally able to repay that little debt of yours without squirming like a pathetic worm? 'Tread lightly' was a general rule when it came to dealing with mobsters, but Carolyn's supply of patience had dried out. Greetings, sunshine. Why so grumpy? I'll have you know this little bitch is free of charge for us. Don't mind her, she's just a coulisse... C'mon, babygirl, show daddy some love and give him a lapdance.