Sinri flinched instinctively as the Mistress uttered her name. She had read her mind. 'Thank you Mistress, I do indeed know who you are...' Sinri was able to read minds as well but she refrained from doing so for how much she personally disliked the feeling of others interjecting into her thoughts. Sinri bowed slightly, a glint in her vibrant eyes.
"I've no need to be shown about, I will do so myself...' As she looked up, she saw that the Mistress vampire looked a little fatigued as she shuffled through the papers.
Becoming abruptly bored with the other vampire, Sinri's citrine gaze fell upon the shadow in the corner. He was dressed plainly and was rather dirty, but she could feel the air of interest emanating from him. His eyes traversed her curves with flitting glances. His gaze stopped momentarily on the scars on her face. His expression was one of interest and a smirk played across her lips at the curious devil. Her eyes danced with an amuzed light as her gaze met his, but then darkened. He was a slave, she thought, and therefore would not be fitting for her to address in front of the Mistress.
Sinri frowned and turned back to the Lady. 'Mistress, may I ask if there is anywhere I am not allowed to be? More specifically, may I have the use of the music room?'
The fingers of her left hand played nervously with a lock of her crimson hair, sliding up and down, fingers tapping with a nervous fluid motion against her thumb. The violin had a similar effect on her as cocain had on humans, a jittery craving. It was a lust for the sweet feeling as it made her blood sing with extasy. She had not held a proper fiddle in decades and her nails had since grown into the long claws that they were. Her hands and heart remembered the thrum of the strings and the vibration in her chest as the bow pulled across the strings. The sweet scent of rosin as she cracked open the case and the gentle touch as the wood caressed her neck.
'Please Mistress....' Her eyes closed as her mind swum with the notes clouding her senses. She swayed slightly where she stood, but as her eyes shot fiercly open and fixed on the other vampire, a bloodlust filled her gaze. It suddenly occurred to her that she had not had a proper feed since that night two weeks ago....
"I've no need to be shown about, I will do so myself...' As she looked up, she saw that the Mistress vampire looked a little fatigued as she shuffled through the papers.
Becoming abruptly bored with the other vampire, Sinri's citrine gaze fell upon the shadow in the corner. He was dressed plainly and was rather dirty, but she could feel the air of interest emanating from him. His eyes traversed her curves with flitting glances. His gaze stopped momentarily on the scars on her face. His expression was one of interest and a smirk played across her lips at the curious devil. Her eyes danced with an amuzed light as her gaze met his, but then darkened. He was a slave, she thought, and therefore would not be fitting for her to address in front of the Mistress.
Sinri frowned and turned back to the Lady. 'Mistress, may I ask if there is anywhere I am not allowed to be? More specifically, may I have the use of the music room?'
The fingers of her left hand played nervously with a lock of her crimson hair, sliding up and down, fingers tapping with a nervous fluid motion against her thumb. The violin had a similar effect on her as cocain had on humans, a jittery craving. It was a lust for the sweet feeling as it made her blood sing with extasy. She had not held a proper fiddle in decades and her nails had since grown into the long claws that they were. Her hands and heart remembered the thrum of the strings and the vibration in her chest as the bow pulled across the strings. The sweet scent of rosin as she cracked open the case and the gentle touch as the wood caressed her neck.
'Please Mistress....' Her eyes closed as her mind swum with the notes clouding her senses. She swayed slightly where she stood, but as her eyes shot fiercly open and fixed on the other vampire, a bloodlust filled her gaze. It suddenly occurred to her that she had not had a proper feed since that night two weeks ago....
