06 - Welcome Home, Honey

[spitefulvitae]

[919 Bilko, Morning - Limited to Housemates]

[Another beautiful Mayfield morning dawns, but all is not well in the Goodman household. That pleasant drone wife has been replaced with someone far stiffer, deader, and somewhat mildewed-smelling. That alone might be bad enough. But she had been quite silent while things were dark. Now that there's sun, there's screaming.

As soon as the first sufficiently brilliant rays of light come pouring into the room, Natalie bursts from her spot on the bed with an inhuman shriek. She tears the blankets off the bed and wraps them around herself, but it's not nearly enough protection against the light. She can't see, with all of the brightness and all of the fabric covering her... it's making her efforts to find some sort of cover far too slow. A hand has crept out from the covers, and it's fumbling at the doorknob for the closet... it's also sizzling.]

OhgodohgodthesunnotthesunohfatherpleasenonotthesunfatherhelpmenoNONONOnonono...

[Around Town, Evening]

[It's a warm late-summer evening. A perfect time for light blouses and short sleeves. To hell with that, tonight. Not after the kind of morning Natalie had been through. Every inch of her is covered by clothing. Long sleeves cover her arms. Gloves cover her fingers. Her usual scarf is wrapped very, very high along her face. And her hair is even pulled forward to obscure her face even further, with just a slit left to allow for vision.

Really, the malfunctioning drones are a mercy, tonight. She needs blood, and lots of it, if she's going to be presentable anytime soon. Were you being annoyed by a particularly persistent drone asking the time or wishing you a good evening?]

...oh. Here. Let me take care of that...

[And she'll just be grabbing them, exposing their neck, and sinking her fangs in. Masquerade, shmasquerade. What was there to cover up, here? She was doing everyone a favor, honestly.]

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[spitefulvitae]

Alright.

[The drone seems to be coming out of whatever unnatural state her bite had put him in. That wouldn't do. Her fangs sink in again, and she finishes him off.] Aaaah... [And tosses him aside.]

...they're being a bit buggy tonight. But they still taste the same.

[shadow_possession]

This whole place seems to have a little...glitch. But it's no more different than how I normally live my life.

[because when you've spent most of your time permanently able to phase through things, it's not so much trouble when the creepy town starts doing it too.]

That said, how are you?

[spitefulvitae]

...what, the walking through objects, or the dealing with empty-headed idiots?

[She readjusts her scarf and fusses with her hair.]

A bit crispy at the edges. You?

[shadow_possession]

Walking through objects. I have yet to learn how to completly deal with idiots.

[he eyes her little get-up.] That explains your outfit. And I'm quite fine. There's a lot to be done, but I'm in a good mood.

[spitefulvitae]

Eating them seems to be working out well, tonight.

[She's smiling beneath that scarf. The amusement can at least be detected in her tone.]

Glad to hear that the evening is treating you well.

[shadow_possession]

Well, that's always one way of doing it. [one he really didn't mind.]

The night often treats me well. I'm more at home with these shadows at night than in the morning.

[spitefulvitae]

[She laughs and rolls her head about, looking skywards.]

That's how it should be for our kind.

[shadow_possession]

Mmm...should be, yes. When you live as long as I have, the dark is much more comforting than the light. It hurts less.

[spitefulvitae]

Tell me about it. [She snorts. He might even be able to see the eye roll, now that her hair away from her face.

Also, the burns. There are burns.]

/sorry this is late ^^;

[shadow_possession]

[he can see both and the burns cause him to tilt his head slightly.]

Speaking from personal experience, hum? You should be a bit more careful.

Quite alright!

[spitefulvitae]

[Her head lowers and she shoots a glare at him.]

It's the town's fault. It moved my house overnight, and stuck me in a bedroom with a nice big window.

[shadow_possession]

Well lesson learned! It probably won't happen again, if you're careful.

[though it sounds a little like he's taunting her, for some reason.]