Although wearing black leather Ella stood out, looking much younger and closer to Lara’s age then anyone could say they have ever seen her in a long time. She might be stuck at twenty-five but she could still pass for a student.
Lara sent a message back so fast that Ella had to knocked back her drink. It took a while of shifting through the crowds to locate where the changing rooms were. Every couple of steps crowds would cheer or shout and the noise felt like it was shaking the underground venue. Eventually, Ella made is it to the changing rooms using the name Carmilla to gain her access exactly like Lara had said.
There were a few looks from the crowd as she snuck past like a VIP to behind the scenes. Ella ignored them and proceeded down the dark corridors and towards the locker room. Eventually she heard the familiar voice of Lara alongside a guy’s voice she didn’t recognise. For someone so fearless she felt her stomach flip as the vampire walked into the room. The outfit was complete bait for Ella, so much so she couldn’t stop her fangs sliding into her mouth.
She smirked when Lara’s eyes met her own. That inescapable connection being made but short lived as out of nowhere Ella saw a hand come towards her from the side. On instinct she grabbed it, twisting the person round and shoving them face first and up against the wall. In the weight transfer Ella picked up that it was the guy. She pinned him, arm twisted so far back that snapping it would be effortless from here.
“What. The. Hell?” Ella looked over at Lara. “Friend of yours?” Her answer would decide if this man got to keep his life. Ella was still trying to learn not to kill or brutally hurt anyone that annoyed her. Lara was helping with that.
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Date: 2018-04-01 07:55 am (UTC)From:Lara sent a message back so fast that Ella had to knocked back her drink. It took a while of shifting through the crowds to locate where the changing rooms were. Every couple of steps crowds would cheer or shout and the noise felt like it was shaking the underground venue. Eventually, Ella made is it to the changing rooms using the name Carmilla to gain her access exactly like Lara had said.
There were a few looks from the crowd as she snuck past like a VIP to behind the scenes. Ella ignored them and proceeded down the dark corridors and towards the locker room. Eventually she heard the familiar voice of Lara alongside a guy’s voice she didn’t recognise. For someone so fearless she felt her stomach flip as the vampire walked into the room. The outfit was complete bait for Ella, so much so she couldn’t stop her fangs sliding into her mouth.
She smirked when Lara’s eyes met her own. That inescapable connection being made but short lived as out of nowhere Ella saw a hand come towards her from the side. On instinct she grabbed it, twisting the person round and shoving them face first and up against the wall. In the weight transfer Ella picked up that it was the guy. She pinned him, arm twisted so far back that snapping it would be effortless from here.
“What. The. Hell?” Ella looked over at Lara. “Friend of yours?” Her answer would decide if this man got to keep his life. Ella was still trying to learn not to kill or brutally hurt anyone that annoyed her. Lara was helping with that.