Karo
Star
- Joined
- Mar 21, 2009
Isabelle bit down on her lip as she peered out the window, holding back the blinds as she patiently waited for her mistress's return. Well, perhaps not patiently, but she often worried when she was gone late.
She rarely accompanied the other woman on whatever errands she needed to run; though not common knowledge, it wasn't necessarily a secret that vampires existed. They had enemies, and while her mistress was able to take care of herself, Isabelle was an easy target. An uncommon anomaly, the offspring of a vampire father and human mother, both races often saw her as odd, at the very least, and a threat or abomination at the worst. As rare as a half-breed was, surviving to her age was almost unheard of, due to either genetic defects or the intervening of others.
She was indeed a rarity. A pretty little thing, pale and thin with red lips and dark eyes. Not nearly as striking as a full-blooded vampire might have been. Noticable right away, the thing that set vampries apart so easily, were the barely visible fangs, canines barely elongated, and not nearly enough to properly pierce a vein.
Unfortunately, she still required blood. It was one reason she was with her current mistress, who could provide such things for her, at the price of her servitude. It wasn't a terrible arrangement, really.
She had been gone longer than she had expected her to. Isabelle paced for a moment, then returned to the bed to stretch out and wait.
She rarely accompanied the other woman on whatever errands she needed to run; though not common knowledge, it wasn't necessarily a secret that vampires existed. They had enemies, and while her mistress was able to take care of herself, Isabelle was an easy target. An uncommon anomaly, the offspring of a vampire father and human mother, both races often saw her as odd, at the very least, and a threat or abomination at the worst. As rare as a half-breed was, surviving to her age was almost unheard of, due to either genetic defects or the intervening of others.
She was indeed a rarity. A pretty little thing, pale and thin with red lips and dark eyes. Not nearly as striking as a full-blooded vampire might have been. Noticable right away, the thing that set vampries apart so easily, were the barely visible fangs, canines barely elongated, and not nearly enough to properly pierce a vein.
Unfortunately, she still required blood. It was one reason she was with her current mistress, who could provide such things for her, at the price of her servitude. It wasn't a terrible arrangement, really.
She had been gone longer than she had expected her to. Isabelle paced for a moment, then returned to the bed to stretch out and wait.