Day Fourteen - Are You Thinking What I'm Thinking?

[pandorasdespair]

Who: Pandora
Where: Western Plain/Targets
When: Early Evening
Rating: PG for now

Status: Closed/Finished
Summary: Pandora pokes around the makeshift firing range where she runs into Peter.  They chat a bit before they realize they aren't alone.  Though they can't see her, Jan has snuck by on a recon mission from DauphinMare.   After she's departed, they

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[pandorasdespair]

Pandora could feel him clawing for entrance to her mind, and her topaz eyes glanced to him, delicate eyebrows raised above them. A brief gust caught her hair, blowing it back from her face as she regarded the newcomer.

"It won't work, you know," she told him, "Not unless I let you in. And we've only just met; I doubt you'll be granted passage right away."

She didn't make a move to edge closer, merely finish trailing her digits along the target, pacing around it slowly.

[pandorasdespair]

She was surprised by how astute his seemed assumptions were. Her lips curved into an almost genuine smile.

"What am I?" she repeated, "You wish to know which particular brand of monster you face? My pale skin does not give it away?" She turned her head slightly, looking at him from the corners of her eyes. "Strong, yes. Abilities also, I am in possession of, though perhaps not those to which you are accustomed."

She drew slightly nearer, slippered feet pressing gently into the earth, her footsteps eerily silent. Jewel like topaz eyes gazed intensely at him, and she spoke her final word.

"Vampire."