Thread: A Fracture in the Balance (Translucentfeathers & Beelzing)

RE A Fracture in the Balance translucentfeathers x beelzing She listened as Jared started the meeting, a bit of a blush racing over her cheeks that she promptly ignored at Leona's compliment and pride she saw on the werewolfs features. It wasn't something she was used to, sincere praise or even approval. Claire wasn't sure how to take it. When the outcry against her came she had been expecting it, though not the defense the alpha offered on her behalf. It left her slightly stunned and appreciating whatever it was Leona had done earlier to coax the werewolves in at least tolerating her presence among them. Though, when the human male continued to push and press, his eyes falling onto her and not bothering to hide his distaste, she felt her own lips curl up into a diplomatic smile despite the icy glare of her own she returned. With a glance towards Jared she rose to her feet, knowing there would be those battles she needed to fight for herself, and claims to dispute that would fall flat if coming from another. Just as with most family affairs my reasons are my own and will remain as such, she began her eyes locking onto the brash and loud mouthed man. I don't expect you to run about the room and flaunt your families dirty laundry and in fact would prefer it if you didn't, she added in clipped neutral tones before turning to address the group of humans and werewolves as a whole rather than simply that one man. I understand your hesitations towards me, and given recent circumstances I can not blame you for them. I will not, however, attempt to rewire your opinions on our kind by trying to defend myself. We are ruthless, we are cold. We have very little regard for life simply because we have either never experienced it or the ones that have? Are too old to remember their mortality. As a whole we feel it is our right to dominate and rule over you and use you as food and prey...it is in our nature. It is something you can expect from any 'neck biter' you come across. It is the belief though that I don't share with my kind. While I can't ever understand your positions or your views, and I would never know how fragile a life that is susceptible to age and disease would be...I don't see that as giving me any grounds to declare myself your superior. The harmony of the previous treaty worked, she continued with a shrug. It gave me what I needed and it allowed us to live in some sense of peace together. This so called war is not something that can be won by any sense of the word-and the idiots of my species that initiated it would rather see the world burn before admitting that their supposed utopia lifestyle would leave the world bled dry and wouldn't work if put into practice. She paused and continued looking over the people in the room. I may not be one of you, and you don't need to like me, but we can still work together. I know things from my rank in my coven that will help tear apart this foolish idiotic power play the other vampires have started...and because of this I have a bounty on my head set by my own father. I can help, and as cold and logical as it sounds I refuse to prattle off emotional promises and reasoning behind what I am doing because there is no way I could convince all of you of my intentions that way. I don't need to share my personal story, she bit out with a glare sent the human labeled as Kent's way. Just know this. There is truly nothing to gain from the world they are trying to carve out and I had enough sense to see that so I am trying to offer you all my help. Anyone here who still wants me to leave, speak up now. Her eyes roamed over the crowd waiting for a reaction or some sort of protest. A man near Kent named Zachariah raised his hand, What about your need to feed? He asked, eyes glancing between her and Jared. No offense but if I get hungry the worst I might do is clean out half a fridge, not rip someones throat out... She shrugged a bit before opening her mouth, All beings are dangerous when starved, people, werewolves, shapeshifters, sirens... she said as she rattled off some different races. With this possible war there is a chance that food could get cut off, supplies run low or even starvation could strike any of us. I am not an animal and I know how to keep myself in check. Leona set up a source for me through the local hospital that will barely put a dent in their blood supply. As long as there are willing donors there shouldn't be a problem. Anyone else?