important one. So he
sent us here, running on foot, in order to make certain she had to stay up the
entire time. He really is coming, but it’s just about that. It’s why he didn’t
come himself right away, since we had to go so slow, in order to keep Nik here
awake and moving. It can be hard during the day, at first, to run full speed.”
Now she just had to signal her traveling companion not to give the game away.
She really didn’t know how to do that, but as it turned out, she didn’t need
to.
The other woman took a sip of the
clear, but incredibly strong smelling, liquid and tilted her head.
“I’d wondered if it was
something like that. So, what are we supposed to do while we wait for him? Go
shopping?”
Eve thought that sounded good, except
that she had no money with her, and didn’t want to carry a lot of things around
on the trip back. She nodded anyway, and kept her face rather blank. Iryna was
doing the same. Bey had mentioned that it was a cultural thing for the entire
region, in case she needed to copy it. Russian Vampires yelled a lot, but
didn’t smile very often. Not even when they were happy to see you.
“Sightseeing? I need to work on
my language skills, too. So traveling around a bit wouldn’t be a bad idea,
while I practiced? I know I need the work.” She tried to seem upbeat about it
without using her face to sell the idea, and it didn’t really work.
Iryna seemed all right with the
idea though, since it meant she wasn’t going to have to show them around
herself, or pay for a car and driver, since Eve insisted they run everywhere. Especially during the day, and neither of them were going to be demanding blood. What they
really needed was a base for the night, which the woman was more than happy to
provide.
There was one very interesting
thing however, that Eve would have never guessed at, looking at the house they
were in. This place, while it really was where Iryna lived, was also the
local embassy. They found that out when a group of three leather clad Vampire
men came in, about an hour later. They wore long jackets, and one of them had a
ridiculous fur hat on, that had to be meant ironically.
They pushed their way in,
breaking the sturdy wooden door. Shoving their dress clad host backward, hard
enough that Iryna flew backward into one of the walls. It creaked under her,
but didn’t break. It was a sign of decent construction, probably. After all,
the asshole had propelled her hard enough to leave a hole in drywall.
“We have come for our tribute!
Give it to us, now, or we will beat you, and take turns riding you and these
whores you are keeping here. We will do that anyway, if it suits us.” This came
from a large man with a mustache that was almost a cartoon of what a real
person might have. Like something from an old cartoon about people from the
Soviet Union. Eve wondered if he was going to cross his arms then, and do a
funny hopping dance.
Iryna got up, only to be
backhanded back into the far wall again. The man in the middle moving
powerfully, but rather slowly. He was a Classic, like she was, but the smallest
of the men had long fingers, and a very large nose. She’d seen that kind of
Vampire before, but didn’t know anything about them.
Worse, she wasn’t absolutely
certain she was following the conversation correctly.
The other men seemed to think the
whole thing was serious, even though threatening to ride them was a bit
out of place. They wouldn’t have time for things like that. After all, these
guys were about to die, and that might just put a crimp into whatever sexy fun
times they had in mind.
Eve looked at Nikki, and made a
face.
She tried to speak in Russian
though, since it would be rude to leave the other people out of things. The
funny shaped small man with the black talons at the end of his fingers jumped
in to reach for the ambassador. There was not direct contact, just swipes with
his finger tips, touching only the cloth of the flowered dress.
sent us here, running on foot, in order to make certain she had to stay up the
entire time. He really is coming, but it’s just about that. It’s why he didn’t
come himself right away, since we had to go so slow, in order to keep Nik here
awake and moving. It can be hard during the day, at first, to run full speed.”
Now she just had to signal her traveling companion not to give the game away.
She really didn’t know how to do that, but as it turned out, she didn’t need
to.
The other woman took a sip of the
clear, but incredibly strong smelling, liquid and tilted her head.
“I’d wondered if it was
something like that. So, what are we supposed to do while we wait for him? Go
shopping?”
Eve thought that sounded good, except
that she had no money with her, and didn’t want to carry a lot of things around
on the trip back. She nodded anyway, and kept her face rather blank. Iryna was
doing the same. Bey had mentioned that it was a cultural thing for the entire
region, in case she needed to copy it. Russian Vampires yelled a lot, but
didn’t smile very often. Not even when they were happy to see you.
“Sightseeing? I need to work on
my language skills, too. So traveling around a bit wouldn’t be a bad idea,
while I practiced? I know I need the work.” She tried to seem upbeat about it
without using her face to sell the idea, and it didn’t really work.
Iryna seemed all right with the
idea though, since it meant she wasn’t going to have to show them around
herself, or pay for a car and driver, since Eve insisted they run everywhere. Especially during the day, and neither of them were going to be demanding blood. What they
really needed was a base for the night, which the woman was more than happy to
provide.
There was one very interesting
thing however, that Eve would have never guessed at, looking at the house they
were in. This place, while it really was where Iryna lived, was also the
local embassy. They found that out when a group of three leather clad Vampire
men came in, about an hour later. They wore long jackets, and one of them had a
ridiculous fur hat on, that had to be meant ironically.
They pushed their way in,
breaking the sturdy wooden door. Shoving their dress clad host backward, hard
enough that Iryna flew backward into one of the walls. It creaked under her,
but didn’t break. It was a sign of decent construction, probably. After all,
the asshole had propelled her hard enough to leave a hole in drywall.
“We have come for our tribute!
Give it to us, now, or we will beat you, and take turns riding you and these
whores you are keeping here. We will do that anyway, if it suits us.” This came
from a large man with a mustache that was almost a cartoon of what a real
person might have. Like something from an old cartoon about people from the
Soviet Union. Eve wondered if he was going to cross his arms then, and do a
funny hopping dance.
Iryna got up, only to be
backhanded back into the far wall again. The man in the middle moving
powerfully, but rather slowly. He was a Classic, like she was, but the smallest
of the men had long fingers, and a very large nose. She’d seen that kind of
Vampire before, but didn’t know anything about them.
Worse, she wasn’t absolutely
certain she was following the conversation correctly.
The other men seemed to think the
whole thing was serious, even though threatening to ride them was a bit
out of place. They wouldn’t have time for things like that. After all, these
guys were about to die, and that might just put a crimp into whatever sexy fun
times they had in mind.
Eve looked at Nikki, and made a
face.
She tried to speak in Russian
though, since it would be rude to leave the other people out of things. The
funny shaped small man with the black talons at the end of his fingers jumped
in to reach for the ambassador. There was not direct contact, just swipes with
his finger tips, touching only the cloth of the flowered dress.
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