Keeping Promises [open]

[Drake Night]

Drake:

When she let go Drake lifted his wrist to his mouth, licking off the line of blood from the already healing wound. "You don't have to worry about me, I have a policy about throwing the first punch." He smiled, picking up on a scent. "Now Bijou on the other hand...well, you probably shouldn't mention it to her."

Bijou:

Bijou ran into the cave and tackled Drake, but he din't even tilt backwards. He simply hugged her back. She scanned his now clear thoughts, it showed nothing but mere surprise. "Are you ok?" Her voice was thick with concern, Drake was her best friend.
Then she noticed the woman covered in dried blood, she narrowed her eyes. The Oracle had a thing about killing. "Hello..."

[rayne3]

Ophelia looked at the man with a confused expression, she didn't exactly understand what he meant. "Bijou? Who's Bijou?[/b] She questioned, looking to the mouth of the cave and then to the man. In a way she wanted to fly off the handle and massacre the Vampaneze, but she didn't feel the need for another killing tonight.

The sight of the human girl made her mouth water. She couldn't survive on that one kill a night. The worst part was she didn't even like to kill females, they had a different taste, and it was one she didn't like very much.

Her blue eyes weren't always so blue, and underneath the red eyes were glowing with ferocity and adrenaline. She believed that tonight was one for a fight, and with all that new blood in her she was ready to take on anything. Yet deep down she didn't want to fight her, she seemed so young. "Well hello there."[/b] Ophelia said with a sly tone, wondering what the girl planned on doing.

[Bijou Wilks]

Bijou/Drake

Bijou let her arms fall to her sides as she tried to read the womans thoughts. That was the thing about the undead, their thoughts were blurry. She took a step forward, trying to clear the static. The Oracle could only pick up a word or two, and her thoughts were centered around blood. As all vampaneze and vampires tend to think of. Bijou tilted her head to the side, her voice one more of curiosity than anything. "What exactly are you, anyways?"

Drake watched silently as Bijou ended the embrace. He stretched his fingers out of pure habit. Bijou was the type to read thoughts, not body language. The vampaneze wanted Bijou close to his side, so that he may better protect her. But Drake wasn't sure that Bijou wanted him to.

[rayne3]

Ophelia smirked, flitting to the side of the girl and picking up a piece of her hair. She sniffed it, then flitted back to her original spot. She smiled, yes she was definitely human, and there were many others where she had been. Some vampires and other vampaneze as well. Wherever she had been, that seemed like the place to go for a variety meal. But she had to restrain herself if she wanted to stay pretty forever.

She raised a brow as the girl asked her what she was. Ophelia smirked and crossed her arms. "You seem like a smart girl, I thought you would have known." She snickered, placing a finger on her eye and pulling off one of the blue contacts. Her red eye seemed to glow in the dim lighting of the cave, all that new blood pulsing through her veins.

Ophelia popped the contact back into place and smiled a fanged grin. "I'm the same as Drake over there." She hissed, watching both of their reactions to everything.

[Bijou Wilks]

Bijou/Drake

Drake grabbed onto Bijou's arm and pulled her behind him with a hiss. "Don't even think about it, I'll kill you where you stand." He needed Bijou, he had even come to care for her. Drake would protect her like he was his own flesh and blood. She bore the Mark of Eden, he wouldn't let her die so quickly.

Bijou froze when she felt her pick up a lock of her hair. In that one moment, Ophelia's thoughts became crystal clear. Her eyes widened, before she even had time to think, Drake was pulling her behind him in a protective stance. "I know, Ophelia. I know more than you think." Her voice was barley above a whisper but it revealed quite a bit. It was giving her telepathic abilities up to knowledge. The snakes on her wrists hissed when she said it, but Bijou didn't even notice, she was acostomed to the sound.

[rayne3]

Ophelia rolled her eyes. "Please Drake, why would I even want her? Her blood is far too condensed for my liking. Bitter as I'd expect."[/b] She laughed, anyone who knew her knew that she would never want to drink the blood of a female, there was no fun in seducing them. She only liked things for the thrill it offered.

Her blue eyes flickered back to the girl. "You know, telepaths always had a rotten taste anyway, child. It's the people you're around that I'm more interested in. But there are others there that have laid claim to you all. Bidders. The freak show wasn't really in my diet. Did you know that too, telepath?"[/b] She questioned. The young girl was being protected by the older Vampaneze. She knew her type, her mentor was somewhat similar to him. He was using her, that's what they did.

She casually leaned against the wall of the cave. "Did you know your protector is using you, telepath? I've been in that situation before. Desperate for attention, starving for affection, when somebody comes along and gives it to you, you're blinded by it. Pity you don't see the reality until it's too late."[/b] Ophelia laughed, snatching one of the vials of blood and crushing it in her hand, watching the stale blood and glass drip from her hand and onto the floor of the cave.

[Bijou Wilks]

Bijou glared at the vampaneze, bitter blood? Something about how she would taste did nothing but make her angry, yet she didn't know why. Perhaps it was the nightmare she seemed to always have about the boy being drunken of. "I don't know everything, besides I'd fry every brain cell you have before your fangs could even touch my skin." What did she know anyways? Drake was helping her, she didn't know her past and he was more than happy to help her figure out what her strange nightmares meant.

Drake growled once more, grabbing Bijou's hand in his own. He knew that this simple act of physical contact eliminated any barriers that his mind may have against her powers. He gave her free rain of his thoughts, making sure he thought only of how ridiculous Ophelia's accusations were. Drake had a few tricks up his sleeve.

[rayne3]

Ophelia laughed at the girl's comment. The funny part was that she couldn't even see Ophelia coming. "Silly girl, one you wouldn't even see me before I ripped that pretty little head off your shoulders, and two, I don't feed on females. I wouldn't even grace your skin with my teeth."[/b] She said, licking at the wounds she made on her hand.

She flicked her wrist around and examined her nails, sharp and filed. That's the first thing she did every morning before she went to sleep, somewhat of a habit one could say.

Ophelia looked back to the two and smirked. "Don't be fooled girl, he's a very clever man. Vampaneze are designed tricksters." She added with a cool tone. In a way, she envied him. Most likely the girl had something she would want as well.

[Bijou Wilks]

Bijou was tempted to grab hold of Ophelia, to use that sliver of physical contact and make her relive every horrid experience she had ever had. But she bit back the enticing thought and instead looked at Drake, taking his hand. "Lets go, Mr. Tall is going to freak if I'm not back soon.

Drake couldn't help but smile at the way Bijou furrowed her eyebrows in thought. He had to be careful around the girl, to keep his thoughts in the right direction. But right now he wanted nothing more than to get to know this Ophelia, she was able to get inside his head. "You go on with out me, Oracle. Hibernius won't be expecting me back until Dawn, and he is much more concerned about your safety than mine." He kept his thoughts centered around the fact that he didn't want her out so late, his voice keeping a commanding tone. Drake knew that he was going to pay tomorrow night when he awoke, but it was worth it.
He watched her walk out of the cave and when she was a safe distance away her turned to glare at Ophelia. "You've got allot of nerve, calling me out on what it is I plan to do with Bijou." Drake knew that he needed her, Bijou's powers were extraordinary, not only did she know when someone was coming she knew why.

[rayne3]

Ophelia laughed as he told her what to do, obedientthing, wasn't she? She had to make a note to get somebody like that, she could create such a horde of followers, nothing could stop her, and sometimes that sounded a very nice plan indeed. Yet when the Vampaneze said he wasn't going with her, this sparked her curiosity. Why in the world would he want to stick around when it was obvious the two weren't on the finest of terms. Nevertheless, she welcomed the adventure.

As to what he said, she simply shrugged. She could be a manipulative snake, but that's how she was, a variety of layers: some good and others bad. Then again she couldn't complain. "I call them as I see them."[/b] She chirped in reply.