madness takes its toll; | NEVER EVER BE SORRY. <3whoneedsrulesFebruary 18 2011, 13:29:36 UTC
It had been a magnificent waste of time, leaving her room. The streets were teeming with zombified Extras, and Katherine wondered if there was a single one left in Taxon uninfected. All she knew was that she wasn't going to find anywhere to get her nails done, couldn't shop in peace, couldn't amuse herself the way she usually did. It was making her incredibly cranky. While she mostly tried to avoid touching the disgusting Extras, she had taken her frustration out on a few of them, albeit only quickly smacking off their heads and stalking away. It had been impulsive, a mistake; her jacket had been ruined, the sleeve caked in zombie goo. She'd tossed it somewhere along the way.
As she approaches the door to her room, the stink is noticeable in the air. More so are the stains on the light carpeting of the hallway - is that a shoe print? Oh, hell no. If those things have dared to invade her room now, she'd damn well
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madness takes its toll;whoneedsrulesFebruary 24 2011, 20:01:00 UTC
Katherine tilts her head as the question catches her off guard for a few seconds before she remembers what Stefan told her about the time-line issues the day she arrived. Drawing in a slow breath, Katherine smiles innocently.
"Ohhh, boy," she chuckles and shakes her head, backing away a couple of steps as the zombie stench starts to get the better of her, "I know a bit something, but I believe that's a story better left for some other time. You stink, mister."
She flutters one hand daintily under her nose for a second before pointing her index finger towards Stefan. "And don't think for a moment I won't send you the bill for the new couch."
Not like she will actually spend any credits for it, but details, details.
madness takes its toll;whoneedsrulesFebruary 24 2011, 20:34:55 UTC
"Mm, don't you just love all those shades of gray in between the black and white?" Katherine purrs knowingly, grinning. Just to be provocative on purpose and perhaps to extract a little payback, she adds teasingly, "That's my boy."
madness takes its toll;whoneedsrulesFebruary 24 2011, 21:24:41 UTC
"Oh, I think you are, more so than you'd like to believe. And I don't mean it just as a technicality of being your sire. You know, even in the very beginning I always knew that you were the rougher brother, not Damon. You're not hesitant to," she pauses, running her eyes along Stefan's grimy form from head to toe and back again, "Play absolutely dirty when need be. And you know it."
Katherine remembers vividly how Stefan chained her into that chair in the basement of the boarding house and burned her with the vervain to learn what he needed to. Sure, she'd had her own agenda in submitting to such treatment, but that didn't change the fact that she had been deeply impressed by his unexpected, sheer ruthlessness.
As she approaches the door to her room, the stink is noticeable in the air. More so are the stains on the light carpeting of the hallway - is that a shoe print? Oh, hell no. If those things have dared to invade her room now, she'd damn well ( ... )
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"Ohhh, boy," she chuckles and shakes her head, backing away a couple of steps as the zombie stench starts to get the better of her, "I know a bit something, but I believe that's a story better left for some other time. You stink, mister."
She flutters one hand daintily under her nose for a second before pointing her index finger towards Stefan. "And don't think for a moment I won't send you the bill for the new couch."
Not like she will actually spend any credits for it, but details, details.
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Katherine remembers vividly how Stefan chained her into that chair in the basement of the boarding house and burned her with the vervain to learn what he needed to. Sure, she'd had her own agenda in submitting to such treatment, but that didn't change the fact that she had been deeply impressed by his unexpected, sheer ruthlessness.
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