The Happening [Open]

[Isabella Gambles (DELETED 9950)]

Never have been in a bar before, Isabella sat upright and rigid, attentive to her surroundings. All around her people were arguing, drunk, or starting to getting a little violent. Isabella sat near the back corner but didn't want to look too suspicious by sitting far from the "entertainment". She sipped from her drink every few seconds nervously, not even knowing what was in it. But that was life.

She checked her phone. No new messages. She sighed, glancing around warily. She thought about leaving but an acquaintance she had made earlier had recommended going to the bar. Isabella never mentioned being a eighteen year old who just looked in her twenties or being the valedictorian at her high school who never did anything bad, until her parents both died in a plane crash. It was only two years ago when the passed on but she still felt the sting, still remembered the crazy things she had done less than a week afterwards.

Isabella ran her fingers through her red hair, licking her lips. They felt chapped. Considering leaving, she drank the rest and stood, sliding against the wall.

[Amina Nethelbrien (DELETED 9958)]

Amina grabbed Isabella's arm and yanked her in the opposite direction of the door. She grinned when the girl yelped, but then was distracted into a grimace when she noticed her bright red hair out, which was attracting unwanted attention. Some men, and vampires, were grinning at the lass, considering whether to take this pray for themselves. Amina gave them a deep growl, which even surprised her, given her usually high pitched voice. But nevertheless they flinched away, going back to their ugly habits.

Amina pushed the girl into a corner, noticing that she was taller than her, which mag or may not be a disadvantage giving the circumstances. She licked her fangs, gazing into the girls eyes as she blocked the door, trying to ignite the fact that she was looking up and not down or at level with her victim. "Hello, there."

She stalked toward Isabella, even though there wasn't that much room to stalk in with. She cocked her head to the side, watching the red heads bright but fearful gaze back. She watched her lip tremble and Amina had the strange urge to bite them, but only to drink the sweet blood of a virgin, she thought. She hoped that the girl hadn't been defiled yet, or she wouldn't have anything to do with her. She'd probably knock her out and leave, if she could get a hit from her height.

"I've never seen a red head with those pretty eyes before," she purred, slinking closer and closer. She grinned at her discomfort.