Nikolaos ran a slender finger along the scar upon her forearm. It stood out against the skin. She had had it since she was young.... She sighed and stepped onto the subway, the smell of human flesh and blood filling her senses. Their hearts beat around her in an unpatterned rythmic tune. She could feel her own heart start to pulse with the others. God, temptation at it's worst.

Nikki smiled genuinely at a nearby man. He seemed nice, strong... Hopefully he was a healthy one. Dark hair fell over his eyes and those eyes were brown. Nikki smiled as he approached her.

"Hi" her voice was soft and tender. Not seductive, but still appealing. She did look younger than what she was. Nikolaos ran a hand along his chest, tracing the lining of his leather jacket. Most girls liked guys with pretty eyes or guys with blonde hair. Nikki just liked guys with good circulation.

"What's a lady like yourself doing out so late?" he asked. Nikolaos knew. It was about midnight. She was late.

"Simply trying to find company for the night" she told him playfully. She pulled herself nearer to hima s the subway jumped. She did not stagger but he did, slightly.

She guessed his age to be around say twenty-one. Quite young. Very young compared to her. Nikolaos smiled, not showing fang. Her hands were already at work caressing his chest. Nikki pulled away and stood on her own, grasping the nearby pole.

"I'm Larry... What's your name precious?" Nikolaos smiled in spite of the horrid nickname.

"I'm Nikki" she said softly, feeling his breath upon her neck. he was very close to her now. Very close. The subway sped through the tunnels and lights flickered slightly as Larry ran his strong hands through her long red hair and caressed her cheek.

"I'm getting off here love" she said softly, turning to him. She met his gaze. "Come with me"
Larry simply smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist as he followed her out of the door. It slid shut behind them and Nikki laughed softly, pulling Larry towards her. Suddenly she was pinned to a nearby wall, away from the crowd, close to the operations booth. Larry's hands slid freely over her and she gasped. His lips found hers and there his tongue slid along fangs. He jerked back. She thought he was prejudiced. His eyes met hers. "Larry...." she said softly. "Come here"

Larry did as he was told and Nikki ran her hands through his hair and whispered. "relax..." in his ear just before she pinned him to the wall. It was too quick for anyone else to notice. Go Nephims. Nikolaos was always one for kisses but never real sex for victims. She gently kissed Larry, trailing her hands along his chest before biting into his neck rapidly. He convulsed slightly but it was too quick for him to avoid. Nikki drank her fill, blood lingering on her lips and mouth.

She sighed, a look of peaceful satisfaction in her eyes as she backed away from Larry. He slumped to the ground with a small soft thud whilst Nikki got herself back over to the subway. She licked the corners of her mouth clean and stepped onto the nearest car.

Eyes of dark and brilliant emerald were quiet as they studied Nikolaos. A kiss in the dark, a quiet bite, and then the death of another hapless mortal. Arrian could smell the blood, still fresh and enticing, lingering so seductively upon the redhead. Vampire. Doubtless that it was so, for the blonde could tell from more than just that rich copper fragrance.

There was a kind of knowing. Like recognizing like. The vampire was older; Arrian could tell that, she was much older. Not that Arrian herself was a fledgling, but this one was older than herself by far. Pale gilt hair fluttered slightly as she tipped her head, studying Nikolaos with a quiet curiosity.

It’s rude to stare. A smile flickered on delicate lips. Then she would just be rude. It wasn’t as if there were many to stare or care.

OOC: Tiny, tiny, post.

ooc- quite alright :D

Nikolaos flashed the girl a smile, her fangs hidden from sight. Eight hundred plus cursed years of perfecting her smile had paid off. Their emerald eyes matched and met.

Nikki smiled at the girl and felt a faint murmur of power wrap itself around her body. She hadn't been hiding her age but she dimmed her power, keeping it in. No reason for this one to know her full age. Vampire... about two hundred perhaps. Nikki nodded slightly, holding on to the bar loosely as support though she didn't need it. The subway sped along and the rush of blood and movement filled her ears.

She approached her and smiled once again, pulling her red hair behind one ear. "Hello..." she said in a soft voice. "Enjoy watching me earlier?" she smirked playfully, licking her lips though the blood was gone. It was all in good humor... Nikki was straight, but teasing was fun. She shrugged and leaned against the window.

Arrian smiled at Nikki’s words, the expression both modest and somehow seductive on her quietly attractive features. It was a small smile that showed no fang, though it would have shown very little anyway as Arrian had the ability to shorten them markedly, though they were still a touch longer than a human’s. ”Everybody likes to watch.” She replied, her voice soft with just a hint of that signature Bostonian accent. Only the most attentive of ears would be able to pick it up, that very slight clipping on her vowels.

Precisely crossing first her legs, and then folding her hands over her knees, Arrian waited to see if the redheaded vampiress would speak again. Arrian didn’t mind waiting; she enjoyed watching others, studying them. It fascinated her, it had over two hundred years ago, how people acted when they either knew someone observed as well as when they didn’t.

The blonde immortal was dressed simply, but classily, still retaining a bit of the reserved styles. She wore simple black slacks that fell straight over her long legs, a deep slate grey blouse, and a well-cut black jacket that fell not quite to her knees. Arrian preferred wearing less than bright colors and she also used a light hand with her makeup. The result drew nearly all of the attention to her eyes, which shone a glittering dark emerald. Her long, pale honey hair was pulled back into her preferred sleek tail, completing the picture of casual style.

Nikolaos let her laugh roll throughout the car at her comment. "Everyone?" she asked with a smirk, her fangs still hidden, years of practice. Her laughter spilled like honey and heavy water, dripping down your spine.. both engaging and slightly ont he edge. Nikolaos smiled. Maybe a few tricks.. just for fun.. simple illussions... like the laugh.

"My name's Nikki" she said with another smirk, her emerald eyes studying the girl. "And you are?" she asked curiosly.

Arrian's own smile stayed steady, playing about her lips carelessly. "Arrian." She replied pleasantly enough, flicking a stray lock of hair out of her eyes. "Pleasure meeting you, Nikki."

With that, Arrian allowed her eyes to roam, and they slowly circled around the car. There was nothing of much interest in said subway car, and they finally fell back on Nikki. "Maybe next time you can share." Her words flowed playfully; joke rather than seriousness.

At this Nikki smiled. "Sharing?" she asked with a soft laugh that twisted around the room like a serpent. "Perhaps... if you're around" she said sarcastically, with a small note of humor to her perfectly toned voice. Practice makes perfect.

"Arrian... Pretty" she said dryly. "Unique... May I ask where you're from?" her voice was steady as was her gaze. The subway jerked and she had to pretend to fall since all the other humans did. She did not want to start a freak fest....

As Arrian was already sitting, there was no need to move much more than unfolding one hand and placing it on the seat, as if for balance, when the tram jerked. "Thank-you." She replied, taking a moment to re-fold her hands before replying more.

Those emerald eyes, such a dark contrast to her pale coloring, gleamed slightly in the dull light as she looked again to Nikki. "Boston." Arrian replied simply a small smile touching her lips as she thought of her home city. "And it seems I've traded cold winters with colder winters coming to Demaitre." She added lightly.

Nikolaos smiled and almost laughed at the mention of Boston and winter. "True.. It is colder here" she replied. Yes, she was one for humor... but she wasn't one for laughing just right now. Something had washed over her... someone. She shrugged it off. A passing psychic or some mystic or superstitious human... Too many auras in one damn room. The train sped up and she leaned against the wall casually.

"I traded green grass and perfect seas for Demaitre" she remarked lightly

Arrian's brows drew together, and for a moment her expression was that of polite puzzlement. Green grass and perfect seas? The blonde vampiress wasn't quite sure what that meant, this was practically her first time leaving Boston after all. She'd never had much of a wanderlust. No, Arrian had preferred staying in Boston, watching as the mortals lived and died.

"How... disappointing for you." She replied neutrally, not sure of what to say to the comment. Lifting her hand, Arrian idly began to twist a thin lock of pale gilt hair about one delicate finger. She hadn't fed for a few days, and was beginning to feel the first twinges of hunger.

Maybe the next subway stop there would be some likely mortals.

An idea coasted through her head, and she smiled at Nikki, her ivoy fangs showing for a moment before she covered them again. "Have you ever fed two-on-one?" She asked, her voice too low for the few mortals in the car with them to hear. Arrian had done so only once before, with a lover of hers. They had both slid their fangs into the young man's throat, Seri behind and Arrian in front. Of course, two vampires had drained him swiftly, but the sharing had turned the occasion into an exquisite one.

Nikolaos smiled. "I mean Ireland" she remarked flatly, her eyes blank yet a note of amusement flashed behind them.

A feed with two vampires. Yes.. she had before... thrice before. Yeah.. Ireland and her sire.. long story.. but a pleasurable one to remember. She smiled at the girl. "Once upon a time yes... I have" she let a small hint of fang peek out from her smile and she ran a hand through her fine red hair. Her emerald eyes matched the other's yet were lighter..... and a slight bit emptier

A small smile danced playfully across Arrian's lips, the expression somehow managing to be innocent and mischevious at the same time. The tram was nearing the next station, she remembered from when she'd ridden it before, though she'd been going the other way. After a minute or so, the conductor's voice buzzed out, announcing that they had arrived.

The slender blonde eyed the few people leaving the car as it stopped with a jerk, watching them carefully. Her dark eyes landed on one likely looking prospect, a tall young man with a faintly bookish air about him. Handsome, again in that studious sort of way, and just shy enough when he caught her watching him to have her smile broadening.

Arrian stood, cocking an eyebrow to Nikki as she followed the mortal off the car. The redhaired vampiress had just fed, of course, but maybe she'd just like a taste.

Nikki stifled a laugh as the tall man stared at Arrian. True, vampiresses had that sort of effect on people... males especially. Though she had seen some vampires who preferred the same sex. Not her... she was pretty straight.

Nikolaos ran a hand through her red hair and her eyes flicked as she followed Arrian. This should be interesting. True, she had just fed.. buit she never gorged herself so that meant she could still have some fun.. the taste of play and the thrill of the hunt was almost more satisfying to Nikolaos then the actual blood was. Key word: Almost

The Irish vampire followed the other from Boston behind the man, wondering how Arrian took her victims... like her? Or farther? This should be interesting--

Arrian couldn't help but be pleased, both when Nikki followed and the man gave her a slow, hopelessly infatuated, smile as she walked off next to him. "I'm Arrian." One delicate hand was stretched forward as she introduced herself, and he gripped it carefully, clearly a bit unused to strange women talking to him. She giggled lightly, the sound foolish and utterly feminine.

The vampiress was the second, but the first could hardly be applied.

He flushed slightly at the sound, and ducked his head slightly. The blonde immortal found it adorably charming, a bit like how one might feel towards a young puppy.

”Ben. It’s, ah, nice to meet you, Arrian. Pretty name, by the way.” His voice was neither deep nor high, shy with just a touch of nerves. Surprising really, as he was fairly cute.

Arrian blinked slowly and slipped her left hand over her other, which was still clasped in his. Slowly, she began to feed the barest hints of suggestion into his mind. It wasn’t enough to change his actual personality or any such thing, just enough to make him a bit less reserved than he usually would be. A bit like a couple of strong drinks. The vampire knew that Nikki followed them, and she sent just the briefest of smiles back at the Irish immortal as she led Ben towards one of the darker corners of the deserted stop.

They disappeared from sight, as Arrian whispered in his ear, leading him deeper into the shadow. Her aim was to drive him next to mad, and she succeeded.

Only another vampire’s eyes could see them now, as Ben pushed her back against the wall, his lips against hers. The slender blonde was docile and submissive in his arms, arching closer as one hand slid up beneath her thin blouse. He quivered, and his hands were roughly unsteady as he explored her flesh. His palms were slightly damp, which was flattering, and smooth while the tips of his fingers were calloused, a very pleasurable contrast.

It seemed that Arrian had forgotten about Nikki now, so caught up in her fun with the mortal was she. She hadn’t of course, and wondered how the redhead might join the fun.

Nikolaos chuckled softly and ran her hands along Ben's back. "I'm Nikki... you remember..." she said, her voice now velvety and soft against skin. Her voice and soft laugh echoed through the night air, pulling passion and blood closer as Ben gasped as she sent a small memroy into his mind. Not one to say out loud, but lets just say it made him more... prone to where everything was going.

Nikolaos ran her soft lips along his neck and arched her body so she was pressing against him. She got a moan and slowly but seductively ran her hands over his chest. "I need you Ben..." she whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver with mixed pleasure and nervousness.... "We need you... Can you help us?" she asked her voice desperate, begging....

Nikki permitted a soft laugh from ehr lips and she smiled at Arrian, a small wink passed between them. Nikolaos moved to Ben's side and took his lips from Arrian. "I just want a taste.." she said as she slid her tongue inside of his sensitive lips. A couple mind games and he never noticed the fangs... His hands ran along her back and rested in quite an inapproapriate place before she backed away with a playful grin, walking behind him and rubbing her lips against the back of his neck, her hands mesmerizing every curve in his back... "Can you?" she asked him again, layering her voice with the promises of pleasure that are only whispered in the dark.

Arrian didn't mind as Ben turned from her, if only slightly, enraptured in Nikki. The tall man groaned, the sound hungry and nearly pained. The older vampiress had greater control over her abilities than the blonde did, and Arrian enjoyed the watching.

Of course, watching wasn't all she did.

She stepped up behind Ben, wrapping her arms around him and slowly undoing his shirt buttons. His skin was hot, burning with his desire, and she pressed her hands against his soft flesh. She tormented him further by taking her time with each button, slipping it through its loop and then trailing her fingertips over his lean muscles. Oh, God..." She heard him mutter as Nikki's teeth scored across his lips.

Arrian wasn't sure if his words were prayer or curse, and neither did he.

"We need you... Can you help us?"

Ben shuddered again, his breaths rapid and ragged. Hands fluttered over his skin, his shirt had vanished, teasing and stroking and driving him mad. His own hands fisted as one of those soft, small hands pressed against his abs, and then slid lower. "I might not be... gentle." He managed, another moan escaping his throat as those devilish hands slipped over him.

Arrian made a low sound, a throaty purr, as she allowed her hands to continue to explore Ben's hot skin, pleased with what she found. Her lips tickled his ear as she trailed them against the side of his neck, at his side now that he had shifted. "Then don't be." She whispered, her voice an invitation as she took his hand and carefully unfolded his clenched fingers. "Be rough, Ben. Be bad, be whatever you want. We need you..."

She could almost hear it as what control he had snapped cleanly into pieces. The shudder that ran through his body now was indecision, of which of the immortals to turn to. When he chose, his hands were rough as he grabbed her again, and brutally jammed her against the wall. Arrian knew she'd probably have bruises on her back and on her wrists where his hands had locked themselves. Ben's other hand wrestled with her blouse, and buttons went flying as he ripped the thin fabric away. She arched against him, and he made a strangled sound somewhere between a moan and a sigh as he clamped teeth and lips to her breast. Hands pinned above her head, Arrian smiled to Nikki over Ben's hunched form, and her fangs slid down even as she moaned and writhed against him in honest pleasure. The questions were unspoken, but rang loud from one vampire to the other.

"Now? Or take him even further?"

Nikolaos pressed her own body against Ben's and let her hands wander over his shoulders as he kissed Arrian. Nikolaos didn't mind. She thought it was hilarious as hell. Though she'd never been there. True, the state of her soul was most likely in shreds but she let her thoughts trickle away as she rested her lips on Ben's neck. As he kissed Arrian she kissed him.

One of Ben's arms went backwards and tried to grab Nikki. She laughed softly in his ear. "I am not easily pleased Ben... I'm not..." she said softly in his ear. A little fear was always appreciated. Nikki's blood red nails traced his cheek as he froze for a moment then went back to moving. Sure Arrian could have her fun. Nikki had had hers earlier. This was sheer torture now and the man was stupid. But then... who could resist them?

Nikki pulled him towards her gently and he came. Yes, eight hundred years was a lovely advantage over a human. She smiled seductively and murmured. "Another taste my friend?" she asked him, a pout on her face.
Insecurity flashed through his eyes. He was more afraid of her than the other. He should be. Nikki let her hands wander low and rest just above his belt. She let her fingers knead into his skin as she moved them up his chest and he pressed his lips to hers. Another moan and her ego was restored. French kissing, a favorite pastime of any vampiress who wanted to have fun. She let a small jolt of something spread between the three and energy swirled int eh air, a mingling of auras and she knew all the human felt was lust but what she and Arrian felt was power, and maybe a little lust on her part.
Lovers came and went. Nikki was alone tonight.

Nikki let her high heeled foot rub against his leg and she could feel his muscles tensing. He was definitely... erm.. what was the word? Happy? Excited? Sure, let's go with that. She smiled at Arrian and gave a barely noticeable shrug.
"I've seen it all Arrian... "
The silence held few words: Your choice. I've had my share of fun.

Arrian let a small smile flicker over her lips, already tasting handsome Ben’s blood. That was her problem. For all her watching and her observing and her seeming patience, she sometimes moved to fast. She generally killed the mortals she fed from; more from accident and excitement than an actual want to end them.

The blonde vampire slid her hands up and down his chest, reveling in the warmth of his skin and the jackhammer beat of his heart. His own hands were busy, and a gasp issued from her lips as he cupped her breasts in his hands. Nikki didn’t care either way, so Arrian wondered just how far to take the boy.

Her fangs slid down, and she touched them to his neck. A slight touch, one that raised a bead of blood that she swiftly licked away. This was far enough, Arrian decided, sometimes she liked to take them further, but it was fun to grapple right there on the edge and then step back. She let her fangs slide just a bit deeper, using her limited abilities to give Ben pleasure instead of pain.

The man moaned, and his fingers fisted around soft flesh.

Slowly, the slim immortal withdrew her fangs, smiling at Nikki. She feathered her hands over Ben’s shirtless back, an invitation for the older vampire to have her taste.

Nikolaos inclined her head and let a soft smile grace her lips. She murmured something old and ancient into Ben's ear as she bit down on his neck. Her mind games went to work and she filled him with pleasure as she felt the puncture wounds fills with blood. Her throat worked effortlessly since she had done this a thousand times... more of course. Thousand was an understatement.

Nikki ran her hands along his neck before she pulled away silently. She licked her lips before whispering something else. Ben's eyes drooped and he faintly staggered, only slightly. "Not sure what he'll remember.." Nikolaos muttered softly into the night.

Arrian sighed as she gently laid Ben down. So quickly the moment had passed. Studying the young man carefully, the slim vampire was pleased as she felt the strength and vigor of his pulse. He’d survive with nothing more than an aching neck and a few days of weakness. Already, the wounds were clotting.

Deftly buttoning up her shirt as well she could, a quick task considering most of them had been sent flying, Arrian smiled at Nikki. ”I so enjoy mortals.” She divulged, smoothing her wrinkled shirt a bit. It was an interesting contrast; her flushed yet composed face and her disheveled outfit.

Arrian’s emerald eyes shone slightly in the dim light, their color seemingly deepened from her feed, as they landed on Nikolaos. The gilt-haired immortal tipped her head to the side slightly, the movement somehow birdlike in nature, as she peered at the older vampiress. Would they part ways here, or would they continue in each others company? Arrian hoped it was the latter, she found that she rather missed conversation with someone she had no need to hide her nature.

Nikolas smiled. "We need humans to live... we owe them favors for their favors.." she shrugged and laughed, a low bitterness to it. She missed being human, tasting food, feeling hot and cold, emotions were still with her. She'd take the death and the food over emotions and pain any day.

She was happy in death now.. as happy as she could be. She nodded to Arrian. her own emerald eyes locked with the younger vampires and since feeding was so intimate for vampires.. so tasty so beautiful and intoxicating, she felt herself wanting to be this one's friend. She had never met a vampire friend. Never.

"What now Arrian.. a stroll a drink of wine... maybe just a talk?" she asked. She didnt mind being forward. Friends were something she missed. being human she had a few friends in Breifne. "or we can part here and maybe run into each other again..." she added the last part with curiousity, feeling a sort of wishing for a firend. Strange? Hell yeah.

Arrian felt a ripple of pleasure cruise beneath her skin and her soft lips bowed into a smile. Her hands, small and delicately precise, worked swiftly to bind her hair back again, so it fell into a perfect waterfall of pale gold down the center of her back once more. Her eyes held a luminous sheen as she nodded, thinking about what Nikki had said about mortals.

Arrian had never really considered the matter before. Oh, it wasn’t as if she ran around maiming and torturing humans, she only fed from them and then moved on, though she generally felt better when she left them living. She had been a mortal once, after all, and would not be here in any fashion whatsoever if her sire had been careless and callous with life. The older immortal’s bitterness was not lost on the slender vampire, but she said nothing of it.

Everyone was entitled to their privacy.

Her smile grew slightly, losing some of its reserve, at Nikki’s next words. ”I’d like to stroll, or get a drink, or just talk.” She replied lightly, tugging her jacket over her ruined blouse. The pretty immortal looked down at her clothes, rumpled now by Ben’s enthusiasm, and gave a quiet chuckle. ”But I think I should change my clothes first.”

"A change of clothes would be appreciated" she said with a wry smile. "I do believe that you may call more attention to yourself than you already do with a torn shirt. She laughed softly. "Quiet men are so much easier to rebound from... Rougher men who aren't so gentle usuall ruin a good blouse or two" she shurgged and let her eyes show amusement, and laughter. Her smile was warm now and dhe nodded.

"Although.. there have been many debates on which is the perfect man. I think no one is perfect so I obstained when they voted" she shrugged again, Humor... It was her own humor in a kind of saracastic strange way but it did help her pass the days by. Ah- yes, the insults she could create.. if only she had time...

Arrian smiled at Nikki’s comment, an actual laugh coming from the reserved vampire. It was quiet of course, but it was there. She turned to begin to walk from the station, though she did first prop Ben up against the wall to keep the bleeding down. It was there that the younger immortal gave a hint at where the bulk of her abilities lied. Ben must have weighed somewhere around 180 to 195 pounds, but the slender blonde effortlessly lifted him with one hand as she positioned him.

”Perfection is overrated. And would soon become boring, in my opinion.” Arrian stated, shrugging as if the question didn’t matter. And to her, it didn’t. She wasn’t looking for a soulmate or lifetime companion. She enjoyed her solitude, and could easily find company if she ever desired any.

Nikolaos nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Now then" she said in a business-like tone. "Where shall we- a. Get you a new shirt and b. find a place for you to change?" she asked.

Nikki's eyes moved over the nearby crowd as she noticed a few people she knew. Stay in the city long enough and you're bound to meet people. Yeah, people. She shook her head. She did want for vampire friends perhaps, but then she also wanted... true, she'd only admit it in her mind- wanted some sort of love? Shit. Nikki pushed the thoughts away since no one came to mind as being a loving person...

Pause.

Arrian had only just come to the city, and didn't really have a space yet. She'd been living out of a hotel, a fairly nice one as she made quite a lot of money rifling through the pockets of the mortals she fed from and had nowhere else to spend the money. Except clothes. But she didn't have a huge collection of clothes, so...

Anyway.

"I have a room at the Hyatt." Arrian suggested, wondering if it was an oddity to be inviting a vampire she'd only just met back to her hotel. Hm. "I can get a change of clothes there."

Nikolaos smiled. "Yes.. We can go there" she laughed softly. "Are you a coven member?" she asked., thinking of the ivory coffin she stayed in during the daylight hours...

She looked around at all the people and soon their heartbeats subsided and all was quiet inside of her, all was empty. She was alone... as always.

Arrian nodded to Nikki, already taking brisk steps from the dank station. A tendril of pale gilt hair fluttered against her cheek with her quick pace, and she tucked it behind one ear before turning back to reply. "I am. I have affiliated myself with the Nephim Coven."

A smile touched her lips, a slight wry cast to it. Almost as if she were poking a bit of fun at herself. "It seemed to suit me the best."

Nikolaos smiled. "I'm a Nephim meber.. How lovely.. It is a small world" she flashed a brilliant smile before continuing on her way with a soft laugh.
She liked this one, she was nice.. a Nephim and a good little Vampire who wasn't too bloodthirsty....

An eyebrow arched elegantly, and Arrian chuckled lightly, as if Nikki had said something funny. "A small world, is it?" She asked rhetorically, thus revealing what had amused her. To one that had only ever traveled from Boston to Demaitre in a very long lifespan, the world was in fact a very large place.

"Ah, shall we go?" Without waiting for a reply, the slender immortal ducked from the dark station, waiting only a moment for Nikki.

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