You know that feeling when you think something is possible to happen…when the little voice inside your head speaks but you make it shut up because you don’t tend to like what it says…despite what the little voice may say is usually right and matches with what other voices that aren’t that little spoke already…?
…Perhaps I should listen more to that voice, and stop being a fool…
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…So, here were are once more?
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…I thought the days of dangers and quests were gone and that you had enough with, you know, university, life and stuff.
-…Shut up an throw me that blade…
…As the mistress wishes…So now that you have all your gear back what you intend to do?
-…Well, I thought we were looking for something quite long ago, right? The goddamned stake?
…Woooooo, The Black Stake? Jeezz, I don’t like it when you get radical, the world seems hopeless when you do that
-Perhaps the world Is hopeless
…And I though I was the agent of destruction and doom…I don’t like changing roles, you are the nice, or nicer one anyway, I’m quite happy being the eternal lost soul, thank you.
-…Do you want the stake or not?
…You mean to have the power to stab something and leave it in a very profound coma forever, or until I get tired of that corpse like thing being in a coma???OOooofff couuuurrrsseeee nooottt, ’cause not a single one of my kind wishes to have that…
-Then shut up and follow
…Ok, but just a quick question…Why do you want the blakc stake now? I thought you hated the idea…
-…I changed my mind
…Can I ask who you intend to use it on?
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…Fuck off, darling, I would never do that…
-…You would if I command so, after all you were designed to be a barrier for protection and avoid harm, and that will do such a task just as well…Not like you haven’t stab one of my kind before…
…I won’t use that Cain damned thing on you…
-…Fair enough…then I guess you’d have to find it before I do…
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The vampiric lady stood on her place just for a second. Was she flipping out? Had they reached the point of no return?…She doubted for a moment…What was she supposed to do? She couldn’t let her do so, she couldn’t let her ruin her life in such a way…As she had said, after all, the vampiric lay was the “anti-virus” of the system.She was supposed to be harsh, ruthless, despicable, anything just to keep the other woman safe…Has she failed that mission? The simple thought of such a thing just made her mind shake…She had to stop her, she had to find the Black Stake before her partner…And for such a purpose, for once, she might have to ask for help…and be the “nicer” one…She quite dislikes this thought; she had like making deals with mortals, they never ended up well…After all the great majority of them only looked for one thing, and that was themselves…The coudln’t be trusted, they couldn’t be used as they were totally stupid and useless, they never understood what other people asked them for, they twist reality to their will and comfort…Morons…If the had the whole eternity in front of them they would so change those aspects…
Nonetheless, sometimes the odd case of a bright, sensitive and comprehensible human being happened. The were human after all and so not as helpful as she would like them to be, but sometimes those people make her feel a warm sensation in her heart and body, that had been cold and un-dead for so many years…She needed one of those…And this time for real. She needed the best one she could find…
…On the move, stopping here I’m not going to get anything done!
And her velvet black boots ventured underneath the sunlight for once more…Disgusting…But necessary…
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