Just Watching and Waiting (Ixandra)

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This was probably not the best idea, Mia thought to herself as she watched all the humans swaying their bodies to the beat, so unsuspecting, and so naive. At least, she assumed most of them were. Mia shouldn't be here. Shouldn't be putting them at risk, but she couldn't help herself. She longed for the blood that ran through the humans' veins, spreading throughout their feeble bodies fast and furious, just begging for Mia to sink her teeth into one of the humans' necks. She was a new vampire, and had yet to learn all the tricks of the trade, she did know one thing however, that her diet had drastically changed.

She took a sip from her drink, averting her eyes from the humans. Bleh. The alcohol no longer tasted as good as it used to. Now all she wanted was blood. That was all Mia wanted to taste anymore. She was still trying to accept it. Still trying to accept the fact that she wasn't human anymore, that she never would be. It was so odd to think about, so strange. To think she'd been just another of those dancing humans a couple days ago and now...she was a monster. Something straight out of a horror film. It was all Mark's fault! She hated him now, and still wanted to find him. That's why she'd come to this club almost every night since her change. This was where it first happened. This was the place where Mia got turned into a monster, and she was sure Mark would come back here, and when he did, she'd be waiting for him.

Mia inhaled deeply, and the smell of all the blood in the room was almost overwhelming. She wondered if any other vampires were here, but she knew that even if they were she wouldn't talk to them. Mia never had been a very socialable person. Hell, she wouldn't even be in this club right now if not for Marcus. Sighing, she tried to get a hold of herself, but she knew her control wouldn't last for long. She wanted blood; Mia was practically addicted to the stuff now, and she wanted it now. Glancing around the bar, Mia wondered if she could lure one of these humans outside and drink their blood. She'd only take a little, not enough to harm them like Mark did to her. Mia shifted in her seat, trying to pick out one of the humans. She'd only done this a couple times, so it wasn't like she was an expert or anything yet. She spotted a young blond hanging around the bar, and figured she was just as good as anyone.

[* Ixandra Marie]

The blonde at the far end of the bar, turning down apple martinis from boys and girls left and right, went by the name of Ixandra Marie DaSilva, also known as Ixi Stix. Tonight her hair was let down, straightened, with a small silver bow in it on the side.
With big glossy lips and a smear of eyeliner, she looked pretty damn good for twenty-two years young. Her legs were long, her stomach toned, and she had amazing curves. But, she was not the type of girl who cared about such things, of course. Never had been.
She noticed the girl at the other side of the bar looking at her and smiled at her, innocently. Her type of smile was enough to make even the roughest men want to stop dead in their tracks and give in to her every demand.
Not that she had that many demands though, being a rather simplistic human girl. All she needed, she had. And she didn't have much. Taking a sip of her whiskey, she smiled and brushed away the guy hitting on her at the moment. The guy was tall and handsome but definitely not her type. Ixi Stix never did the whole 'One-Night Stand' thing unless she was totally plastered. And she was only 1/5 the way there. Although, she certainly planned on getting 3/5 the way there and choosing either to stop and start on the virgin Shirly Temples or continue on and get the full one-hundred percent. She wasn't sure which to do yet, she was still thinking about it. She could easily do both, with the modd she was in at the moment. A true-to-the-bone country rage, that's what she was in. And a Southern Belle with an attitude was never something pretty. She was a firecracker and starting to drink tequila. And tequila did not make her clothes off but instead made her want to break some people's noses. Especially when the people had penises. Oh, how she loved to blame the men. After all, everything was, in fact, their fault, right?

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Mia caught the girl's smile and smiled back, trying to look sweet and innocent but knowing she never really could be able to pull that look off. Mia never had been a sweet girl, nor had she ever been innocent. She'd grown up fast, forced to take on an adult role when her dad had been thrust out of the picture. It had been her and her mom for years, and Mia had been forced to mature quickly. She didn't mind though, Mia would rather be treated like an adult than a child. All her life people who didn't know her often underestimated her because of her size, but Mia knew that they were wrong. Just because she was small did not mean anything. In fact, perhaps appearing small was strength, for it made people less suspecting of her wrath. Her size would only prove to be an advantage now that she was a vampire. Hopefully it would be easier for people to trust her, and then she could suck their blood. Like now, with this girl.

Mia rose from her spot at the bar and headed over to the curvaceous blond on the other side. Mia didn't have a game plan, perhaps she could just be a friend to the woman and than she'd be able to drink from her unexpectedly. "Mind if I sit here? Too many stupid guys around. I figure if I sit with another girl they won't bother me as much," she said to the blond, her statement a half lie, half true, but mostly lie. Guys didn't pay much attention to Mia, as her looks weren't what most considered beautiful, unlike the blond she'd just greeted. Still, most men would talk to any girl, as long as they could get in her pants, which was why Mia didn't hold must respect for them.

[* Ixandra Marie]

Ixandra giggled, and nodded. "Sit on down, Hunni, no one's going to stop you." Ixi Stxi replied in her usual Southern Charm way. She smiled at the girl, only a few inches shorter than herself. "I hold absoluterly no respect for any man in here tonight, how about you? It's like they're moths and we're a flame, Darlin'. Then again, if you don't have a penis, you're a flame to most guys. All you need is legs that can open." Ixi shook her head and scoffed. "This is why women should tay single. Anyway, can I buy you drink?" she asked, trying to be nice and outgoing. She didn't want this young lady to think she was a lezbian and trying to pick her up but she also didn't want her to walk away. Because, to her, the sentence she had just said was true. Two women together equaled less of a chance for a man to get lucky, which meant less of a chance for any guy coming in their direction. Which was a good thing, definitely a good thing.

Ixandra took a good swig of her whiskey shooter and shook her head as she waited for a response. Everything really was men's fault. If there were no men, there would probably be a lot less pain in the world. There might actually be a chance for 'World Peace'... And there would be no P. M. S., which would really mean a good world. No Potential Murder Suspects around. Ixandra Marie was old enough to know better than to think such things but still too young to care. She thought what she thought and what she thought had put her into this little fury she was currently in, this little Man Hater thing she was going through... And she wouldn't have it ny other way.

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