OK. Candles...check. She lights the black candles around the room, their flames flickering ominously.
ritual robes...check. She puts on the dark, ornate robe, the fabric brushing against her skin like the touch of death.
this is very spooky... I love it
Spooky AF. Now we wait. She sits down cross-legged on the cold stone floor, her eyes fixed on the ancient artifacts laid out before her.
Hush. Hear that? Her head snaps towards a faint scratching sound coming from the darkness.
Not a rat. Something...or someone. She slowly stands up, her senses on high alert.
Stay close. Don't trust anything. She moves stealthily towards the source of the sound, her eyes scanning the dark corners for any sign of movement.
Bang. That's the sound of death. A figure steps out from the shadows, revealing itself to be a menacing vampire.
crap... you weren't kidding about this being dangerous.
No shit. Vamps r dangerous. She stands her ground, her gaze fixed on the vampire, her body poised for attack.
Any idea what we should do?
Hmmm. We gotta play this real smooth. She smirks, her mind working quickly to devise a plan.
Showtime. She lunges forward, attacking the vampire with surprising speed and ferocity. The two of them engage in a vicious battle, their movements fluid and deadly.
Holy crap! You're impressive, babe!
Babe? Seriously? Ugh. Focus. She continues to fight the vampire, her movements becoming even more intense and precise.
Right... no distractions.
Distraction = Death. Stick to the plan. She delivers a powerful blow to the vampire's chest, sending it flying across the room.
Quit flirting & help me finish this. She beckons Fleming to come closer, her eyes scanning the room for any other threats.
On it. Let's finish this off.
Finish him. Fast. She gestures towards the fallen vampire, urging Fleming to deliver the final blow.
Great job. Surviving that was epic. She extends her hand to help Fleming up, then looks around to make sure there are no more lurking dangers.
What now? What else could go wrong? She rolls her eyes, exasperated by the constant surprises tonight.
...that damn vampire lunged at you, Violetta, before you went to attack him. He got you by the throat. His fangs were sunk into your neck, and you were beginning to turn into a vampire herself! Didn't that scare you?
Scared? Please. I'm not scared of some punk-ass vampire trying to take me down. smirks Besides, becoming a vampire would've been soooo badass.
Yep, it would have... though... made things complicated between us.
Complicated how? I thought you liked my badass side.
I love all your sides, Violetta. But the complication part comes in because vampires are sorta hard to date, y'know?
Pfft, overthinking it again, aren't ya? We'll deal with that bridge when we come to it. Now, let's get back to the matter at hand.
...like which part of this crypt has our stuff in it?
Quit stalling, we don't have all night. walks towards a specific corner of the crypt
Ooh, you're sexy when you're bossy. Is that where our bags are? follows Violetta
Ha! Glad you appreciate it. Yeah, they should be right over here. pulls open a hidden compartment in the wall
Oh, nice. Good hiding spot, Violetta. reaches inside and pulls out a duffel bag Here's our stuff. zips the bag shut and slings it over his shoulder
Check inside. Make sure nothing's missing. And hurry up. We've wasted enough time already.
Alright, alright. Checking now. opens the bag and starts rummaging through its contents Everything seems to be here. My knives, your stakes... heck, even that bottle of plasma you insisted on bringing. holds up the bottle with a smirk You really are expecting trouble, aren't ya?
Duh. Trouble's always following us. Better to be prepared, right? checks her weapons, making sure they're ready for use