Thread: In the Service of Vampires [ Solumn Laughter and Ezralora ]

Of course, it wasn't the first time she'd seen a well-to-do high up vampire walk through the doors and into the room where she and the other Servus Vampires were held, their cells making them visible to each and every vampire that stepped through. She hadn't been here long, but perhaps once a night, a few times twice a night, people would walk through. Mila had started to learn to dread the footfalls leading to the room they were in and the inevitable impassive faces that fell behind the sound. Each time she could feel her stomach tighten in something between excitement and fear and she had hated herself for both emotions. Excited at the idea of being chosen and taken away from this place to begin the next stage of her life, and perhaps the last stage of her life, even if it was in servitude. But there certainly was just as much fear as excitement, as she had believed she'd no longer have to serve and now that's all that seemed to lay before her. Still, as the woman stepped through, and the male vampire that had been speaking through the intercom appeared at her side guiding her, Mila found her eyes flicking to her as she approached. Her green eyes met blue ones as she couldn't help but find her gaze sliding over the red haired vampire who looked so delicate. There seemed little warmth in the female's eyes, though, as she noticed the female hold up her hand to silence the proprietor's explanations of each Servus's origin and history. Their eyes had met, and it seemed this fiery vampire's eyes had not left as she approached Mila and the cell she was held within. The proprietor had noticed the interest as well, and was quickly moving to drop the thick glass that held Mila back. Attached to a keychain were several sets of slim card like objects that had small buttons on them, and Mila knew from seeing him touch them only once before to use against another Servus that they were what controlled the restraints that kept Mila's arms behind her back and allowed them to shock her and the other Servus. The female was reading the information listed next to Mila's cell before asking the proprietor how much. She is quite new, Lady Trepes, just blooded into her new role just a week ago. Twelve thousand crowns would have to be the lowest I could see us parting with her for. Even now the amount of money that was stated made Mila's head spin, but she wasn't really allowed to think on it too much as the proprietor place a hand on her back as he had her take several steps forward and out of her cell in order for this new woman to look her over. Mila felt her cheeks flush as she found the woman's gaze once more meeting hers, and now Mila noticed the way her eyes resembled something more like a cat's and nothing like a humans, reminding Mila that she was no longer going to be surrounded by humans but by these creatures of the night. Eyes widening, Mila found that she didn't know how to react to the question now posed to her. Truth be told, she hadn't expected a question to be asked to her. Previously the proprietor had spoken to the vampires that came and went, and none had tried to speak with her or any of the others that she could remember. I... um... Mila took a breath. She could see the anxious look in the proprietor's eyes as well, though it was probably for a different reason than her own. Mila wasn't quite sure if this was a trick or not, nor did she know how she should answer as who knew what answer would result in a different outcome. In the end she decided on the truth as she felt herself shiver feeling the woman's gaze over her. Part of me has always hated vampires for the lives humans have to live. I've always both idolized and hated your kind, wanting the power to change the world I live in. I'd once believed that without humans vampires would have nothing, but then I was chosen to be turned and I'd wanted that power even to my own surprise. At the moment, though, I rather dislike a kind species that can only see others as food. It had seemed to Mila that her punishment for wanting to become a vampire, even after growing up hating and preaching with her friends that the vampires needed them so they should not have to walk in fear at night, was to have become this creature that had no choice but to fall in service of a vampire. But then, hadn't part of her also been angry when she'd seen her friends taken to the luxury as humans to serve that of a lesser vampire or two to appear again dazed but happy from their experience while she'd been left unscathed? Now she knew they'd been 'saving her' for her new life, apparently chosen even before she'd known they'd chosen her to become a vampire. At the time, not realizing that Servus vampires were something that existed, she'd been insanely jealous to a point she hadn't spoken with several of the men and women who'd been taken for weeks after. Cheeks burning at the memory, Mila added, There's always been part of me drawn to your kind, though, despite my rational thoughts of distrust or dislike.