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mayfield_rpg2012-06-24 11:43 pm
spitefulvitae) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-06-24 11:43 pm
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04 - Off To Have A Little Fun
[Action A - 2240 Stevens Road and surrounding area, Saturday Evening]
[Natalie rose for the evening, she washed and dressed and groomed herself, and then she went downstairs to go and check the household. Hm, children clamoring for her to make supper, drone husband not home yet... and mail on the table? Ignoring the household for the moment, she picked through the bills and the advertisements, and then gasped in delighted surprise when seeing an envelope addressed to her. Without a moment of hesitation, she tore it open.]
Aah...?
[A piece of paper with a bloody gouge out of it. She held it up to the light with a bit of perplexment. All confusion was quickly gone, however, as a ripple of familiar power coursed through her. Magic. Blood magic. Cruac. A little bit of her power had been unsealed. Oh, it was going to be a good evening, wasn't it?]
Mom! Mom, we're HUNGRY! You've gotta make us something!
Mmm, right, right, of course, of course...
[Still with a smile on her face, she strolls to the kitchen. There's a moment of consideration at the butcher block where the knives are kept, then she pulls out a nice, sharp all-purpose chef's knife. Which she carries about with her as she pulls two TV Dinners from the freezer, removes them from their packages, and tosses them in the oven.]
Why are you only cooking two, mom?
They're for you and your brother, dear! I'm not hungry tonight... and daddy won't be, either.
Okay! Can we have ice cream for dessert?
As much as you want, darling.
[And how wonderfully convenient that she hears footsteps coming up the front walk right then! She just about skips to the front door, knife still in hand, and throws it open. It's her drone husband! How wonderful, just what she needs right now!]
Welcome home, darling!
Honey! How unexp-
[He has no time to express his dronish surprise. In one smooth motion Natalie sinks her fangs into his neck, sweeps him off his feet so his chest is bared, and plunges that knife right into his heart. Power requires sacrifice. Power requires spectacle. It's time to gather her power.]
[Phone]
Aaaah, did I miss anything while I was out? I think I might have... the phone lines are still hopping. I think I'll just listen in...
And there's a carnival! A real one! Isn't that pleasantly obvious of them? I don't know about you people, but I'm feeling reckless enough to want to go and explore it. It'll be fun, I'm sure!
[Natalie rose for the evening, she washed and dressed and groomed herself, and then she went downstairs to go and check the household. Hm, children clamoring for her to make supper, drone husband not home yet... and mail on the table? Ignoring the household for the moment, she picked through the bills and the advertisements, and then gasped in delighted surprise when seeing an envelope addressed to her. Without a moment of hesitation, she tore it open.]
Aah...?
[A piece of paper with a bloody gouge out of it. She held it up to the light with a bit of perplexment. All confusion was quickly gone, however, as a ripple of familiar power coursed through her. Magic. Blood magic. Cruac. A little bit of her power had been unsealed. Oh, it was going to be a good evening, wasn't it?]
Mom! Mom, we're HUNGRY! You've gotta make us something!
Mmm, right, right, of course, of course...
[Still with a smile on her face, she strolls to the kitchen. There's a moment of consideration at the butcher block where the knives are kept, then she pulls out a nice, sharp all-purpose chef's knife. Which she carries about with her as she pulls two TV Dinners from the freezer, removes them from their packages, and tosses them in the oven.]
Why are you only cooking two, mom?
They're for you and your brother, dear! I'm not hungry tonight... and daddy won't be, either.
Okay! Can we have ice cream for dessert?
As much as you want, darling.
[And how wonderfully convenient that she hears footsteps coming up the front walk right then! She just about skips to the front door, knife still in hand, and throws it open. It's her drone husband! How wonderful, just what she needs right now!]
Welcome home, darling!
Honey! How unexp-
[He has no time to express his dronish surprise. In one smooth motion Natalie sinks her fangs into his neck, sweeps him off his feet so his chest is bared, and plunges that knife right into his heart. Power requires sacrifice. Power requires spectacle. It's time to gather her power.]
[Phone]
Aaaah, did I miss anything while I was out? I think I might have... the phone lines are still hopping. I think I'll just listen in...
And there's a carnival! A real one! Isn't that pleasantly obvious of them? I don't know about you people, but I'm feeling reckless enough to want to go and explore it. It'll be fun, I'm sure!