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Orchid

Orchid

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Orchid liked deserts. They were hot and dry and full of death. Nothing survived unless it killed something else.
It felt a lot like Vel Anir.

This place, a pleasant little outpost that was little more than a few sandstone buildings about a well, was full of life and in his humble opinion the best kind of life.

Desperate.

As soon as he began walking among the people he knew there was plenty to eat. Grifters and drifters abounded. Treasure hunters and lackeys galore.

He could stay there for weeks without needing to move on.

The target was a large wealthy woman, a merchant leader with guards and carriages enough to supply a small army. She was refined and smelled like scented oils. Lavender.

Orchid waited a whole day to make his move on her entourage and it was through a lonely looking creature that smelled like years and tarred up lungs. Personally he never understood the aversion the young had for the old. Everyone tasted good to him... as far as humans went at least.

He took his time, charmed the old man, lured him out into the dark and stopped...

A new smell was in the air, something not human, or elf or any of the other myriad things that walked and talked. It was familiar but he couldn't place it.

It smelled like dirt and blood.
Somewhere close, if he was not mistaken, was a vampire.




Lilette Blackbriar
 
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It was natural that the desperate should prey on the desperate, and even among "civilized" species it was no different. One of these desperate creatures lurked in the dark tonight, veiled in lace that covered her features and a dark cloak which did the same, all save the eyes.

Silver, piercing.

Humans rarely looked up, thank the Gods, not like forest dwelling elves who'd learned to watch for predators in the trees, or hunt like them. It was for this reason those glowing eyes searched from the rooftops, darting and primal. This... wasn't her, not quite, but hunger did terrible things to all creatures.

It was sight of the old man that drew her in, and the sound of a heartbeat.

Maybe two? she was too starved to tell.

The Vampire leapt from roof to roof until she found the source, and dropped into the street just beyond the reach of torchlight or sight of windows.

Little more than glowing eyes warned of her approach, as she reached for her prey without thinking.
 
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Swift and recklessly Orchid yanked the old man away from the clasping hand and the burning eyes.

"MINE!"
His voice melted into many sounds, snarls and growls as if within him was a menagerie that all spoke at once. In the dark he let his shape ripple, mouths and fangs and claws before settling to his assumed form again.

"You find your own plaything."
The old man had broken from his shock of being pulled so hard and so fast and now attempted resistance.

"Unhand, me."
"SILENCE!"

Orchids hand twisted and wrenched the older mans until it broke and the old man whimpered, which was at least quieter though he could not deny something of the magic of his seduction was lost and his plan was now in jeopardy so he turned his attention back to the vampire.

"You're ruining this for me you stupid blood sucker. Get lost!"

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A thousand screams. The sound sent her instincts reeling and feet a step back. She would not run though, not while the voice within growled at her to press on.

This was survival.

The display of wanton cruelty made her neck crane like crane. She'd have just killed him, personally. It was easier, quieter, and mercifully quicker. Her eyes never strayed from her fellow predator however, even as it presumed to bark orders at her.

She opened her jaws wide, and the loose fabric about her face deformed in the shape of a fanged maw, canines out on full display.

"Rrraaghhh!" she hissed like a big cat.

Her posture showed no signs of backing down, shoulders hunched, knees bent.

Even as all logic commanded she flee. The fact he knew of her affliction from the start was sign enough, to say nothing of the supernatural warping of flesh and teeth and snarls.

But in this moment, she was not entirely herself.

"...blood..." she rasped.

"...only blood. I need'st not the rest."

Perhaps there was just enough left to bargain.



 
He was annoyed at the vampire but even in his frustration he knew that they were not so secluded that none would notice if they came to blows and Orchid needed to remain undetected.

Just blood, that was the offer and perhaps then he could convince her to stand up straight and use more of her words. Vampires were creatures he had little experience with.
There may be an opportunity to learn here.

"Very well."
Another painful twist sent the old man collapsing into the vampires hungry arms.

"Have your fill and then..."
Taking a moment to sit elegantly on the top of a woven basket as if waiting for some tedious thing to be done.

"... we may have a little talk."
Possibly he could discover where she came from and how she ended up in such a terrible state. Weren't vampires supposed to be intelligent? She seemed more beast than anything at the moment.

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Her eyes widened in surprise, and something resembling gratitude even in this bestial state.

Yet the old man was snatched up without second thought, her mask being pulled aside just enough to catch a glimpse of pale lips and long, needle-like canines as they sank quickly into the elder's neck.

It took only moments for their shared prey to cease struggling, something about her bite seeming to sap strength long before blood-loss ever could.

All the while her gaze was kept trained on the yet unnamed co-hunter.

Desperate gulps eased gently into savoring, grip loosening as the man in her arms grew paler, until finally, she closed her eyes and let herself quietly feed.

By then it was eerily silent out, not a breath drawn save for the last of a dying man's, his consciousness fading while the vampire bore him more gently into the reaper's arms.

The whole thing lasted mere minutes, and when the body was nearly pale as she, the vampiress wiped clean the blood from her lips on a dark glove.

"Thou... wishest to speak?" she said more gently, but still hesitantly.

Her fangs seemed to retract like knives being sheathed, though for what little tension her body language might relieve, the near-bloodless corpse remained cradled in her embrace.




 
Orchid smiled. Watching the vampire drain the blood was fascinating in its own way. There were two transformations happening, almost a transference of life from one to the other.

"Verily."
He adopted the cadence of his co-hunter but it was mockery. His arms folded and his meal forgotten as he lifted up his eyes to meet her gaze.

"This is my hunting grounds little vampire. Why are you here hmm? I doubt you plan to take it from me."

The dark of the alley held them in its secret. Here they would not be disturbed save for the sound of revery from the trading posts main quarter.

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Mockery. It was a common response to her antiquated way of speaking, to which she reacted with an otherwise desensitized glance.

While the boy—or whatever they may be—spoke of hunting grounds in his playfully belittling tone, Lilette set about sitting her newest victim against the wall, tucked out of sight behind the very boxes Orchid sat atop.

"Nay." she answered softly, cordially even.

"Travel doth take me hither and thither, passing through and naught more."

The Vampire stood straighter now, hands clasped as though a lady of court. Her eyes though, when they did manage to rise from the sandy floor, they were most studious, alert. She was as curious of him as he was she.

"I couldst bear no more this hunger mine, thoust surely understand." she said.

"...and what of thee...?"

Blood dripped from behind her veil when she spoke.

"Thou'rt unlike anything I've yet encountered."



 
Orchid smiled. It was sweet to be given such a compliment. It was of course true entirely, few beings could claim to be as unique as he.

"Yes well, that's a very astute observation."
It amused him to pretend to look at his nails then affecting aloofness.

"I am of course not like you, that is to say, I am no vampire I'm..."
Orchid teetered on saying the word, he hated the word. Hated how it made him sound.

"... a homunculus."
The word came out snippish and short as if it should barely be recognized.

"But I too have great hunger and it can't be denied so, in that way we are alike at least."

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She immediately cocked her head to the side in recognition of the word "Homunculus."

For what little could be explained of such creatures, so too did this explain a great deal to the former prodigy of House Blackbriar. Quicksilver eyes softened with something dangerously close to sympathy.

The girl swallowed, and unfurled a digit and the now-corpse behind her.

"If... if 'tis blood for which thoust hunger, some yet clingeth to his veins."

Standing aside, she put her back to the wall and rubbed at her arms, kneading the stiffness out now that blood once more flowed through cold limbs. She could even hear her own heartbeat again.

"I've heard tell o' thine kind once before." she spoke up then.

"Thou'rt a creation of Magi, no? Them that raised me frowned upon the practice, though knew ought of it."

"Art thou a runaway as well?" she dared sound hopeful, friendly, even.

"Mayhaps we yet share commonality more than hunger alone."




 
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The dark eyes in Orchids face became lidded at the insinuation of him being offered his own treat back to himself.

"I don't just need blood, my diet has to have more substance."

As the vampire spoke he ground his teeth.
"I do not have a kind to speak of but yes I am a thing of magic I suppose though my creators would not call it such and my mother would kill at the very suggestion that I was anything other than her beloved son..."

For a moment he went away then gently returned with a soft shake of his head.
"And yes, I ran away. From a great many things and for a time I enjoyed this little spot of heaven."
Arms out he displayed their shaded surroundings.

"As for what we have in common. I assume you too are on the lamb, how curious. I had thought vampires some of the most durable of all beings, save a few exceptional vulnerabilities, so either you are running from ones who know your true nature or from something more powerful than yourself. Am I hot or cold?"

The guessing kept him interested but he wondered if she was fleeing something what else may trundle through the trading post.

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