C-C-C-C Cinnamon Lips [C.C]

[Prudence]

The woman was drinking. That was good, for both them. At least Pru picked right, if there was a right way to pick. She was a fighter, she wanted to live. And she was smart.That thought came when the woman listened to Pru's instruction on how to keep living.

Then **** got crazy and Pru tried to get out from under the woman and away. But frantic movements kept her from bring successful with that. "Holy ****." Pru didn't remember much when she became a vampire because she had fallen off a ******* roof, broke every bone in her body [or so it felt like that] and pronably rattled a few things up there. She just remembered it hurt, but it probably hurt because she had been fucked up. Did she do something wrong? The woman was acting crazy. She didn't remember A.B. acting like this. But her siring came when Pru had spent a lot of time in the fade place, looking for Rabies. She didn't remember much, other than waking up and spending days and days in there, until Mortll told her something Pru couldn't and still didn't comprehend. How do people just vanish from that place? wasn't that sorta the end of the road for their kind?

Hearing her name snapped the red head out of the memory, the woman's eyes narrowing, silently scolding herself for thinking about that when she should be focused on making sure the transformation to becoming a vampire was done. With the dead weight on her, Pru groaned and slowly pried her body out from under the woman. It was a slow and grueling process because Pru didn't really understand the process and didn't want to disturb it. Can't be having some crazy brain dead vampire running around. Masquerade to uphold and all that, she chided herself. No one was harder on Prudence then Prudence herself. She had been perfect in her skills as a human and revered for it. She never took breaks or days off. If she fell, she got right back up on that wire. If she grew bored, the red head pushed her limits. Most of her old life was seen in her "new" life.

Prudence put the tip of her booted foot to the shoulder of the woman known as CC, and gave her a little shake with it. When she didn't move, Pru bent down and tossed her over a shoulder with a grunt. Knowing Cliff would still be pissy, Pru opted to take her to a place he rarely went, but could get to. Not wanting to draw more attention to her being, Pru concentrated on the house, the distance from here to there and in a blink, she was outside the two floor home. She kicked the door open, then tossed the dead weight to the couch. She grabbed her phone, checked the Crownet to see if she had any violations on her, closed it and looked at the woman. Mayve she had been a little rough. So she put a couch pillow under her head. Good enough.

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

She stirred, and then wished she hadn't. Pain, a burning pain, seemed to be running through her veins as if there were molten lava there instead of blood. She felt cold and a shiver ran through her and right up and down her spine to accentuate that feeling. Her naked body writhed and twisted as she tried to process what had just happened..... was it just? How long had she been out for? The surface under her bare skin didn't feel like the carpet of her club rooms, it wasn't as fluffy and had more structure to it. The writhing had however reminded her of the other pains in her body from where she'd been struck on the table - and a groan slipped through her lips.

Her mouth felt dry, so very dry, and her tongue tried to move around and create saliva..... and froze as they found something in her mouth. Her canines had grown and extended, all the way down to very sharp points that scratched at her tongue. Her eyes opened at that, and regardless of how she was feeling she heaved herself up into a sitting position and looked around at her surroundings. She had no idea where she was, or what was going on and she was beginning to panic. Her teeth ground together while her hands curled into fists - she was ready for a fight, because there were bits and pieces filtering in from the last time she was conscious and it just didn't sit well.

She heaved herself to her feet, wobbled and almost fell, almost threw up, and then tottered forwards - trying to find a way out of this hell that had to be a dream.

[Prudence]

The room CC was in was painted a dark green. Various items accented the green color; a floor carpet over the hardwood floor, pillows on the couch, a vase with flowers and other random odds and ends. Prudence had left the woman alone, not at all worried that she would try to escape. If she did, Prudence would obviously follow after her and bring her *** back here.

There was a noise that alerted the redhead to acknowledge that her mini-vampire was awake. The redhead emerged from the kitchen with a mug in her hand and cleared her throat. "Uh, hi." She didn't know what to say, but that was a good start. "I've got a shirt and skirt for ya there." Pru pointed to the smaller couch on the right. The skirt was a black mini that would probably look awesome with some form of fishnets, but Prudence wasn't about to cough those up, the shirt was a black tank top of some band she listened to. "Probably a close fit, but the best I could do."

The woman moved to the table and set the mug on it. "You're going to want to drink that. It'll make things better. Clearer." Prudence took a step back, grabbed a chair from the kitchen table and sat on it. "I bet you have questions, so I'll just cut to the chase and tell ya what I know and what's happened."

She crossed her long legs underneath her body, her eyes still on the woman before she put her chin in her hands. "You're a vampire now. No, I'm not crazy. You've got a nice set of fangs. This isn't a dream, I didn't do **** to your teeth, it's what happens when you become a vampire. Things change." She looked to the cup and nodded her head to it. "There's blood in that cup. That's what we drink now. It's not as good as getting it from a fresh source, but I don't think we're to the point of teaching ya to hunt yet." Prudence rubbed at her arms awkwardly, not sure what else to say.

"My name is Prudence, but you can just call me Pru. I made ya a vampire, so I'm something called your sire and you're my mini-vamp. They're called childe, but you're obviously not a child, so that just seems retarded." She shrugged, sat back in the chair more and watched her mini-vamp carefully before trying to put a smile on her face. "So, I guess this is the part where you ask me some questions."

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

The place looked like Kermit the Frog had thrown up everywhere and it made her head hurt and so she groaned. She felt a carpet under her bare feet and wiggled her toes in it. Her sense of touch and her eyesight seemed.... enhanced, and it was all just a little too much for her. She heard Pru talk and it seemed to echo in her head, making her physically flinch at how loud she was. She didn't realise the woman's voice was simply talking normally, because every word seemed shouted, which made her hands automatically rise to either side of her head to try and block out some of the volume. There was something coming from the cup, a scent that made her stomach flip and growl with hunger. She took a couple of stumbling steps over to it, drawn to it by a primal need to feed - but upon hearing it was blood, realed back in disgust.

The woman was prattling on about being a vampire, that that's why her teeth were weird, that she was now.... owned. It was the only way her brain could compute what was being said, that she'd become a possession and now belonged to this strange woman who'd attacked her in her club and had killed her staff. She felt and uncontrollable rage building within herself, something she'd not felt in many years, and her eyes flicked up to look at the woman who was sat on the chair cross legged from under her eyebrows.

She could see the burnt orange hair, every strand, in great detail - a couple of them moving in a miniscule draft that was coming from somewhere. Her eyes looked down to the strands that made up her eyebrows, every individual eyelash, the little flecks of colour in her eyes and the pores on her cheeks. Her back teeth clenched together while her lips drew back to reveal those new, shiney fangs as her eyes focussed on Pru's lips that were cracked and speaking. Her hands clenched together

Then, she lost control. Her bare feet pressed against the carpet as her knees bent and launched her at the woman sitting there seemingly to CC, in such a smug way. Her balled up fist swung around in front of her to try and connect with the woman's cheekbone and the pores CC was suddenly aware of. Then her feet were back on the ground and she was running for the door, pulling it open - and off it's hinges, it seemed she was suddenly stronger too - and then she was out the door and running, adrenaline pumping to help her ignore how crap she felt as she tried to free herself from being 'owned' by a crazy woman who believed in vampires.

[Prudence]

The fire in this mini-vamp made her smile, perhaps like a dumb idiot, but Prudence didn't care. She was a right pistol, just like Prudence herself, which meant she would be just like her. A killer, bad *** and strong. That was obvious when the woman who was only a few hours "old," came charging at Prudence, fists swinging like a mad woman to try and hit her. Prudence let a single fist connect, mostly to let the woman think she had won whatever battle that was going on in her mind, but Prudence was ready to reel her *** in when she went running for the door, ruined said door and then tried to get the hell out of here.

"Cinnamon, stop!" Prudence's voice all but bellowed out as she stood and in a blur of speed was chasing after the woman and attempting to tackle her. "Ya can't go running out there like that. It's not safe!" Well, that wasn't true. Compared to the humans out there, Cinnamon could probably kick their ***, from her display of strength and speed, but she had to tell her about being careful and not breaking the masquerade. No way in **** was one of hers going to be getting on that list and making her look like a piss poor sire.

Prudence dove at the woman's feet, attempting to take her out that way, so that she could give the woman a few pieces of useful knowledge before she went off doing her thing. "Stop, right now! I'm trying to help ya!" It sounded strange to Prudence to be giving orders to someone the way she was, but god damn, this woman was a real pistol. Maybe a bigger one than she ever was. "Ya can't be ripping doors of hinges! People are gonna notice that ****." As Prudence tried to keep her new mini-vamp around, in any way she could, she figured it was the best time to cram useful knowledge down her throat before the woman made a lucky break from her.

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

She heard the shouting but she wasn't going to stop, she had no plans on stopping for that crazy *****. Yet suddenly, there were arms around her ankles and a force hitting her calves. She was in mid run and her leg tried to take another step and was restricted, coupled with the force hitting her, she fell forwards and face planted into the ground, barely stopping herself with her hands. She'd had a fair headstart on the woman, so the fact she'd managed to catch up was mind boggling, not to mention the distance they'd skidded when she'd been taken down. A distance like that would make it seem that she'd been running faster than was humanly possible.

She tried to pull her foot loose from whatever was holding onto her and rolled onto her back, lashing out at the woman's face to try and drive her heel into the woman's nose hard. She scrambled backwards and looked around..... and had no idea where she was. Not even one clue. And with everything dark, with the moon clouded over, there were no landmarks visible and she couldn't see anything to give her a sense of direction. She hauled herself to her feet and stood there glaring at the woman, rewinding and trying to take in what had been said while she was running while trying to find a place in her mouth for her tongue what with these new teeth she seemed to have.

"Termites!"

It was all she could think of to explain the whole, door coming off it's hinges thing.

"And what did you do to my teeth? You ******* knocked me out and then did dental work on me? Seriously?"

Her fingers lifted to her lips that withdrew so she could feel her new fangs irritably. As she did, she realised that the wounds she'd got from the woman weren't sore anymore. Yes she felt crap overall, but Pru'd done proper damage to her..... the night before? Two nights before? How long had she been out for?

"You had better start talking and start talking fast. Cause this **** doesn't add up and isn't ******* normal!"

Hr arms folded over her stomach and she glared, waiting for answers.

[Prudence]

Prudence rolled off the woman once she was on the ground and barely avoided a kick to her face. She felt the wind of the kick on her right cheek as Prudence moved out of her reach, then sprung up and crossed her arms over her chest. Waiting. Ready to do whatever to counter the woman's moves and actions.

"Termites? That's the best ya can do?" Prudence's lips rose in to a smirk before she shook her head and took a step closer, just a half a step. She sighed and put a hand to her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yuh, and I fixed all your ******* cavities too while I was busy filing away. Are ya even listening to the can of crazy you're opening right now?"

When Cinnamon crossed her arms at her chest, Prudence snorted and shook her head. It was so her to do something like that. She wondered if they even mirrored each other at that second. "Duh! I was trying to tell ya that your life isn't normal any ******* more. It's abnormal. It's supernatural!" Prudence gave her three short nods. "Like I said, you're a vampire now. You'll see soon enough. Like when your *** can't go out in the sun and you are hungry for something and ya don't know what it is. That's blood. It'll make ya stronger and faster and the best ******* vampire ever if ya keep yourself drinking that stuff." Prudence slowly uncrossed her arms and looked at the woman. "Look, ya can run again, but you'll come back for me. When ya see that I'm right."

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

CC didn't move when Pru stepped forwards towards her. She simply stood her ground and stared, waiting for the woman to talk and actually explain what in the goddamn hell was going on. Yeh, the things she was saying made no sense, because she was trying to take each fucked up thing that was happening and make sense of it. She wasn't looking at the whole of the thing, nor really understanding what was happening and what was going on. It was all just far too fucked up for her to take in and understand.

Pru told her that her life was no longer normal and had become supernatural and she frowned, a slight shudder running through her as she remembered her childhood and past. The things she'd done and seen and experienced were certainly not what was considered normal. Not in any way or in the slightest. So for a moment, she worried that maybe this woman was one of 'them', come to bring her back and the panic in her face showed. Though when her tongue ran over those fangs in her mouth, the panic dissipated - because they made no sense whatsoever in that scenario. Once more there was that word - vampire. And to be honest, it all fit. The teeth, the strength, the speed, - it was what she'd heard in the tales that were supposedly fiction, about vampires. Which meant that as unlikely as it seemed....

All she could do was nod her head and stare at the woman, not entirely sure what to do now. What it meant. What she wanted. So, she asked.

"So.... what now then? Now you've supposedly got me forever. Hmm? What's the point of me?!

[Prudence]

Prudence scratched at her cheek and thought long and hard about the question the woman, the Cinnamon woman asked her. Then she shrugged her shoulders a little bit before Prudence put her hand down at her side and balled it in to a fist. "Welp, you're mine. Ya can come work for me, bring in some business and I'll take care of ya. Set ya up with whatever ya need until you're good and can be on your own." Prudence was sure she could do that. She had in her mind what being a good sire was and it wasn't anything like she had experienced her whole vampire life.

"I mean I don't think your life is going to change much. Ya work at night, vampires are up at night. You'll be able to do things ya couldn't do before as a human, but I bet your customers won't complain much. You'll never get old, so ya are like in your prime forever! It's pretty cool and bad ***. Especially if you're like me, a Killer." Prudence nodded, clearly having a preference and an opinion on what vampire was the best type of vampire out there.

"Ya got talent and skill. Something I need at my bar." Prudence admitted, shifting on the balls of her feet with a sigh. "The point of you is to help me better at some things and the point of me is to help ya be better at some things. Like a working relationship. Just do what you're good at basically." Prudence stepped forward and offered her hand to the woman. "Ya can take it or leave it, but you're kind of stuck like this for right now and not a whole lot of people will give a rats *** what happens to ya from here on out. Trust me." Prudence looked down at her hand and then at Cinnamon before she talked again. "Partners?"

[Cinnamon Cherrywhip]

"No"

She said simply.

"I have a ******* business already, and I'm not going to work in your club - right across the road from my own - just cause you're what? Jealous? Of my success. **** that! If you pay, maybe you can get me to come and perform here and there as a novelty for your customers."

She looked at the hand that had been offered to her and thought over the fact that she'd been killed as some sort of business aquisition. That this woman had killed her to make her own business better. Well, she didn't know what she'd gotten herself into in taking CC as her own, and CC would make damn sure that she'd find out. She took the hand with a smirk on her face and squeezed it as she shook.

"Yeh, partners. Of a sort."

She chuckled and began working out exactly how she was going to turn this to her own advantage, and to make the woman work for her instead of the other way around.