[open] Tea Time!

[katia anika avelon]

Katia nodded at Shani's words "exactly" she said "morals, The only thing morals have done is turning society into a bunch of hypocrites" Katia said bitterly "like really when have morals really helped someone?" The vampire asked her Finnish accent sounded thicker, she shook her platinum blond head as a sighed escaped her lips "what happened to the good old days when a family day meant going out to witness a hanging or someone getting decapitated..." Katia said sadness clingy to her words "I mean they kept order, at least more than now who is actually scared of prisons? not using torture IS the real torture" Katia stated. A few seconds ago the girls sounded like they were talking about a hot rock star when talking about Vlad the impaler and now when talking about morals and torture they sighing and sad gazes made it sound like they were talking about some great humanitarian that had been murdered or something.

When Shani called the cemetery too cliche to avoid, Katia nodded as she replied with a soft mhm. I’ve always wanted to know if one could taste grief.” The evil smirk in Katia's lip only turned into a more twisted and diabolical version of what it once was "indeed you can love, is very close to the taste of terror and pain" she commented as she placed her cat on the ground, her green eyes staring at her for a moment but as soon as Katia stood up the cat climbed into the bean bag and curled itself into a black furry ball.

Brushing off her dress, Katia moved her platinum blond hair back "you know what's so good about the cemetery, other than the gloomy vibe and eerie setting? the fact that we can kill as many people as we want, I mean the cemetery is not in the school so is not breaking any rules" She said although by the tone of her voice it was obvious that Katia didn't really care if it was against the rules or not.

[shani irit ride]

Shani completely agreed with Katia, morals were a crock. They did nothing but set restrictions, saying that if they weren’t followed a person was condemned. She really didn’t care if she went to hell in the first place but she didn’t really buy the whole bible thing. The way Shani saw it everyone else could go screw themselves, she would follow her own code of values. She nodded at Katia’s words.

“The concept of morality is pathetic.” Shani sneered, her contempt showing through. “It’s nothing but a safety net for people to afraid to live their lives.” She said simply. Shani wasn’t one to waste overmuch thought on dim-witted people who still needed a security blanket. All of the sudden Shani laughed a little. She stopped but still grinned at her thoughts. She had just had a flashback to the first harry potter movie, she had just realized that her thoughts closely mirrored the words of voldemort. Great. She sounded like a parasitic head. Awesome. Still, she couldn’t help but feel he was right. She didn’t like the concept of morality but power? Power was something she had no trouble understanding and accepting as simple truth.

“Ah but is it nearly as sweet as those?” She grinned at Katia, already keyed up for their soon-to-be hunt. Shani wasn’t big on hunting with others but with Katia she anticipated fun rather than boredom. It had been a bit since a truly exiting hunt. No, the humans weren’t going to get any harder to hunt but with Katia it would be fun. She got up of the bed taking a last look at the morbid scene of the bedroom before returning her attention to Katia.

“And being as we’re such sweet children we don’t do things like that.” Shani intoned with mock serious, turning on her heel to walk towards the door. She glanced over her shoulder and threw Katia a Cheshire cat grin. “Do we?”

[katia anika avelon]

Katia nodded when the girl called morality pathetic "indeed, morals are almost as bad as religion, they build this standards, kill all perspectives and just plant a white and black, right and wrong for insecure and stupid fellow to follow" She said wrinkling her nose her voice cold as ice. One thing never to tell Katia was that whatever she did was morally incorrect or that she was going to hell for something , because telling her that would only cause her to snap and that is never a good thing.

"Is fairly close, there's some grief that is mixed with pain, some is even mixed with terror is the sweetest libation you'll lips will ever touch" Katia told Shani "and given the fact that most people in the cemetery are from the school, the grievers are going to feel grief, terror and pain some might even be feeling anger which is never a bad thing"the vampire said a click of her tongue ring hitting her fangs echoed through her mouth as she closed her eyes slowly, already imagining the taste in her mouth.

The wicked smirk widened "besides if they are not feeling any pain or fear we can always induce it" she suggested. Katia loved torturing her victims before actually drinking the blood, they had to beg for death for her to actually bring it to them. On occasions however if they were really annoying she will kill them.And being as we’re such sweet children we don’t do things like that.” Katia chuckled and rolled her silver eyes "Off Course, why would we ever do such a thing?" She said in sarcasm as she closed the door.

[shani irit ride]

Shani narrowed her yellow-green eyes to slits as Katia talked about morals and religion. Judging was not something she was fond of, make that something she hated. Everyone was entitled to their own beliefs, Shani accepted that. What she did not accept was when they tried to push them onto her. Control. It was all about control and hate, hate of everyone who wasn’t like them. She could care less what others wanted her to believe.

A hunger induced shiver went through Shani at Katia’s description. The emotions she described were like priceless jewels to the sadistic vampire and enticed the predator out of her hiding place. She licked her lips, at the same time allowing her fangs to drop. “Katia, I do believe that you have good taste in meals.” She said with a wicked smirk on her lips, her eyes sparkling with malicious glee. She nodded at Katia’s suggestion, her smirk only growing wider. “Indeed we can, indeed we can.”

She walked fluidly out the door, her movements the smooth lithe stride of a hunter. She grinned at Katia’s sarcastic rules. Yes, why would they ever break the rules and go after blood much sweater then that of an animal. She wouldn’t be surprised if others went off campus as well for a little treat now and again. However, she was sure they were more, well, nice than she was. Fear and pain, what could be better, why would Shani ever want give them up?

“Such a horrible thing to think of us.” She replied in an appalled tone, her eyes widening in mock surprise. Her laugh was cold and uncaring as she looked over at Katia as they walked down the hall. “It’s not like we’re terribly sadistic or anything.” She continued in an amused manner.

[katia anika avelon]

The silver eyes noticed how Shani's fangs dropped as she said “Katia, I do believe that you have good taste in meals.” Katia only smirked, her fangs were already out, they always were and Katia had sometimes wondered if she was even able to retract them. A lot of the things that vampires were able to do Katia didn't do, for example walking in the daylight not only would it be annoying that she was going to look like a glowing doll but she barely stepped foot in the sunlight and now she believed that her skin was probably more sensitive to it.Only during extremely cloudy days and storms would you see Katia outside and only if is absolutely necessary.

Katia could not help but notice the mischief and evil that could be seen in Shani's expression such evil that actually matched katia's as well. Other than her friends back home, the vampire could not imagine someone that could match her evil and sadistic tendencies, but apparently the universe had decided to let the two devils meet. If Shani had not said that she had transfered a few days before they met, Katia would have assumed she was in the execution squad. Not that Katia would have mind it would've gotten her closer to the other vampire.

It’s not like we’re terribly sadistic or anything. It took all her will to not burst out laughing at that statement. "us?! never" She said with the same expression of shock and insult "why would two sweet young ladies ever do anything to harm someone else, is so barbaric"She said choosing the words her mother would often say when speaking of Katia's friends, not even knowing that her daughter was the biggest sadistic of the little gang of 6.

She let out a bone chilling laugh as she opened the doors of the Academy.The image of the both girls laughing gave the thought that the friends were laughing at an innocent joke , when in reality they were laughing at something most people would think as wrong and Katia could just imagine people being appalled that they had such dark and twisted humors.Her silver eyes could already see the cemetery and a few people looking down possible at the graves of loved ones."This is probably one of the first time I'm going to say this but yay people" Katia exclaimed.

[shani irit ride]

Shani was absolutely delighted with Katia. The Fates must have been fans of blood and gore putting these two, umm, delightful girls together. Katia was just as sadistic as she was and had razor sharp wit as well. Shani could not be happier that she was going on a hunt with this one; she had a feeling it was going to be a meal to remember. Shani resisted grinning as hard as she could but the corners of her lips turned up the tiniest of fractions as Katia continued to play along. She sounded like Shani’s mother; the woman had refused to believe her daughter was a sadist. Even after she became a vampire, talk about denial.

“Quite so. A young lady is never barbaric.” She said in her best matronly voice before finally loosing the battle with her facial features and grinning. The thought of her self being a nice, prober, young lady was just too funny not to. Here they were, about to go kill some people and they were talking about how sweet they were. It was too hysterical for words. Shani’s eyes took in the forms of the grievers in the cemetery, a malicious smirk spreading over her face. It was ironic that they were going to be killed by vampires on holy ground but it was going to happen. And, oh how she looked forward to it.

“As the nice girls we are, I think it would just be rude if we didn’t stop and say hello. Don’t you?” Shani asked, one brow raised with a smirk on her lips.

[katia anika avelon]

As both girls continued to basically say the completely opposite of what they were , Katia couldn't help but to notice how much did she sound like both her mother and father. One was in denial of the girl's evil ways and the other one was completely clueless, which is reason why Katia was able to get away with so much stuff when she was younger. "nope, always sweet and polite but never barbaric" She said before her face formed a smirk as she tried to swallow her laughter "if we keep going on about this, I might just end up turning into my mother...or father don't know which one is worse" She told Shani, yes Katia was polite when she needed to and she was never sweet, she used sweet words and phrases but they were always projected with coldness and venom she found it to be an interesting mix.

As the nice girls we are, I think it would just be rude if we didn’t stop and say hello. Don’t you?” Katia looked at Shani from the corner of her silver eyes that just showed nothing good coming from them. "Very rude, and what kind of sweet and polite girls would we be if we didn't go check on those poor, grieving people and ask them if they were OK" She said with a tone that could almost fool someone that she actually cared about the well being of others and more importantly it sounded as if she was actually upset because of the griever's pain and suffering. Katia began considering the job of an actress more and more.

The silhouette of the graveyard was not a silhouette for the girls had already arrived. Because of her vampire sense she could already smell the tears and the blood, the crying and sobbing seem to be taking place Right next to her instead of twenty feet away.

[shani irit ride]

Shani wrinkled her nose at Katia’s comment. It was true, both of them probably sounded like their parents, which was sad. If there was anything she would never want to be, it was her mother, death was preferable in fact. Her mother was a piece of work, possibly psychotic, actually.

“It would be worse to turn into my mother for me. My father just doesn’t care, my mother’s in denial.” Shani pursed her lips disdainfully at this. It was like her mother thought that vampirism was just something you “got over,” as if it was a cold or something. Sometimes she just wanted to put her hands around her mother’s neck and squeeze.

Although she kept her face composed in a mask of concern Shani wanted to burst out in astonished laughter. Katia was excellent at this pretending to be innocent thing; she was an actress in the making. Shani, of course, was quite the fan of this game and was absolutely delighted Katia was so great at playing along. This was, actually, the way Shani sometimes hunted. Gaining her prey’s trust and then yanking it all away. Oh yes, betrayal was a nectar she knew well.

“Most defiantly. I mean, we can’t just leave them there, all alone with no one to comfort them.” Shani smiled sickly, although her tone was still sweet an caring. Shani’s eyes were lustful as she caught the scent of their soon to be prey. She licked her lips, which exposed her already dropped fangs. She grinned at Katia as they walked, very close to the graveyard now.

“Oh yes, they’re defiantly in pain, we should help them along.” Her tone was still concerned, although there was a hint of malice if you were listening for it. Her words had a double meaning. She could be saying that she wanted them not to be in pain or that she wanted them to be in more pain. One guess which it was.

[katia anika avelon]

Katia nodded when Shani spoke about her parents, ad fathers went they had a set of opposite parental figures. Shani's father didn't care while Katia's father cared, perhaps too much. When it came to mothers however they seem to be in the same path "yeah my father is an old school vampire that seems to have a stick up his ass always talking about how a proper lady should behave, and he does this while kissing the ass of anyone that was born a demon" She said with a slight wrinkle of her nose, to say that her father was a demon wannabe would be an understatement "My mom on the other hand, she's clueless about my behavior. I'm serious she actually believes I'm a sweet and shy girl who wouldn't hurt a fly and that I'm very in touch with my feelings" Katia said, because of that katia regarded her mom as merely a joke.

If Katia wasn't her cold self she would probably be smiling. What better way to kill time than to hang with a good sadistic companion that was such a professional when it came to the innocent and sweet game. It was fun to play since both girls had known each other long enough to know that they would never reach the level of sweetness they were portraying at the moment, nor they wanted to. If someone was to pass by and listen to the conversation they would definitely start looking for the other signs of the apocalypse.

The blond vampire was ready to start laughing once more, she wasn't sure how much more was she going to be able to play along in all seriousness."Yes, and us being two caring girls would never allow someone to start feeling sad and depress" She said in a low tone as if she was deeply touched by the sad faces and tears "It breaks my heart to think they are going through so much pain" Katia said making her voice break.

As the stepped closer to the cemetery Katia was able to notice a few things, two girls one with curly and loose hair the other one had a hoodie over her head but still her straight hair fell from her hoodie and covered part of her face. They both look fragile, scared and in pain. Yes this was a meal for the Gods the only thing that would make it better would be if they weren't human, yes Katia adored human blood but she had herd witch and fairy blood was quite an exquisite dish.

Katia was ready to start jumping around in excitement not only for what she was seeing but because of the mischievous tone that Shani had with her sweet and caring words. "Definitely we need to distracted them from the pain they are in now" She said her voice trailing off as if she had not finished her thought.

[shani irit ride]

Shani frowned at Katia’s description of her father. Shani had been around those types of people before. “Race groupies” she called them disgustedly. Her cousin had been a witch groupie and one of her aunts had been a fairy groupie even though she was a shape-shifter. It was one of the things that she hated about her family. Most of them were human and only her parents seemed content with the race they were allotted. It made no sense to want to be something else, you are what you are. Shani sighed, annoyed with her train of thought.

“Well maybe he’ll be turned if he likes demons so much.” She said in a tired voice before cocking her head to the side in a speculative way. “However, I seem to remember that that is rather dangerous.” Shani was pretty sure that it was dangerous to turn into a demon. She had heard that most turned demons were looked at with scorn from those who were born demons. However, she didn’t really see why seeing as it took some strength to survive the change. Shani simply rolled her eyes at Katia’s description of her mother.

“Mothers.” She sighed, rolling her eyes. Their mothers could have been twins it seemed. Her mother liked to pretend she wasn’t a vampire and that she wasn’t a sadist. “Always believing the very least interesting parts about us.” She continued and then paused, smiling. “Or the imaginary parts.” She was quite sure that neither of them was sweet and caring although both their mothers seemed to think so. Denial appeared to be her mother’s favorite form of psychosis, though she seriously anal retentive too.

Shani was quite sure that she would burst out in laughter any moment now. It was only because of years of practice that she kept her face smooth. It was hilarious to hear such sweet caring words come out of the mouths of two girls who were absolute sadists. When Katia’s voice broke Shani struggled to keep her face sad and caring, truly she wanted to break out grinning.

“Truly, I am moved by their sadness. It has touched my soul.” She said in a low tone, sadly and mock sincerely. Looking at the two girls leaning over one grave she smiled internally. They seemed so lost and scared; they looked young enough to be mourning someone who died in the games. They were fragile, small, and weak in every possible way. Which, of course, meant they were the perfect meal. No blood tastes better than when obtained through fear and/or pain, or at least that’s what Shani thought. She cocked her head slightly, examining the two girls. Her eyes were calculating, wondering exactly. She wondered if they were the type to scream or if they were the silent fear types. She hoped they were silent, Shani really wasn’t fond of being interrupted during a meal. Shani smiled slickly and nodded at Katia’s sentence.

“Oh yes, we couldn’t possibly leave them in this pain.” She said, shaking her head sadly. “After all, that would be so inhumane.”

[katia anika avelon]

Katia had a small smirk as she imagined her father being turned into a demon, “However, I seem to remember that that is rather dangerous.”she said and an evil smile formed on the vampire's lips "indeed, and quite painful...But you know what they say. No pain no gain"Katia remarked with an evil giggled. Maybe if his wish was granted then he would start paying attention to his children, ah the hell with it Katia just wanted his dreams crushed and wanted to see him in pain and suffering for the rest of eternity.

"Always believing the very least interesting parts about us."The girl said referring to both their mothers, Katia only nodded slightly. Whenever she spoke to her mother half of her felt enraged and impatient and the other half just felt pity for the woman. Always trying to be a good mother and all and to see that she had failed miserable with her first two daughters. Kati shrugged the thought off, she was in too much of a good mood to ruin it by thinking of her parents and how she had to act all proper and elegant around them, ugh.

Her hand slid around the open gates of the cemetery and gripped it softly, her fingers tracing any kind of detail that the cold bars would allow to give out. Her feet entered the cemetery grounds, this was her home filled with death pain and despair, it seems like someone created cemeteries just for Katia's liking. The earth was soft and the gray tombstones could be seen all around "it's so beautiful I could cry" she said in a low whisper as her hand let go of the gates and she entered the cemetery fully.

"Truly, I am moved by their sadness. It has touched my soul.” Katia snickered at the thought and looked back at Shani "what soul?" she said in another whisper. Katia's happiness soon washed from her face, her foot stepped on a twig and the two girls that were in front of a tombstone jerked right up to see the two vampires walking to wards them. The blond made sure no malicious intents could be seen from the look of her face, not yet at least they were still to far and she wanted to play with the girls before letting them run in terror.

The blond one pulled her hood closer to her eyes as she grabbed the hand of the other girl, both bodies stepped closer to each other to the point that they were almost overlapping. Shani's words entered Katia's mind and she nodded slightly "yes we can't leave them in pain" she said and by that she obviously meant "we can't leave them alive" but there was no need to state the obvious. “After all, that would be so inhumane.” Her silver eyes went from Shani to the girls as she told Shani in a whisper only she was able to hear "unfortunately for them, we are inhumane in both sense of the word"