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I got that fire in my soul, @TYLER LOCKWOOD
PERMALINK // POSTED ON: Sep 15 2016, 11:26 PM
you just want attention
Control. It was something that a great many vampires, werewolves and hybrids had but it wasn't something that any of them had been born with, nor something that any of them had learned easily. Avelina - despite being part of the Mikaelson family - was no exception to that. She hadn't been born with control nor had she been able to acquire it easily. She still found herself struggling now and again, but she was slowly learning how to appease her vampire side, slowly but surely.
Avelina understood that Marcel had laws for the supernatural beings that inhabited the city of New Orleans, but she also knew that her family didn't necessarily have to subject themselves to those rules. They were stronger than Marcel and his little band of wanna-be vampires were, so it wasn't as though he could actively punish any Mikaelson that confronted or challenged him...
Regardless, her family tried to follow his rules, not because they wanted (nor needed) to, but because Elijah - Avelina's uncle Elijah, at that - asked it of them. Elijah had always been the peacekeeper in their family, apparently, and he seemed to want to remain on Marcel's good side for whatever reason. It was for Elijah that everyone tried to be on their best behaviour, even Avelina who still didn't comprehend the purpose behind any of their willingness to follow someone elses laws.
Avelina knew that she wasn't supposed to feed within the city limits, but that was one rule that she found herself breaking every now and again. To her, if she wasn't leaving bodies laying around, she couldn't really count it as 'feeding'. The rules were in place to prevent bodies from piling up and to prevent locals from being murdered; she was simply compelling people to let her have her fill before compelling them to forget it happened altogether. No harm, no foul.
She knew that Elijah would most definitely be stern with her should he find out that she had disobeyed his wishes to remain neutral in the city of New Orleans and her father would likely find some way to punish her for going against the family in such a seemingly small way, but it was too much of a hassle for her to venture out and away from the city just to get blood, and cold blood bags didn't at all appeal to the blonde hybrid...
Which is exactly why she was releasing the head and the collar of the shirt that belonged to the male she had been holding in place. She had been craving warm blood all week; the lack of motivation to venture out of the city just to follow Marcel's rules led her down to the Marina to do just that.
Licking her blood-stained lips, Avelina let the man come to his feet once again; his hand cupping his bloodied neck as her blue eyes found his. "You won't remember me or the bite; tell everyone it was a hickey gone wrong. I want you to turn around and go home. Don't look back, don't call for help. Go home."
And he did, without word and without complaint. Compelling someone had never been a difficulty for Avelina, even if it was something her parents tried to coax her away from using too frequently. Still, it worked as well as it always had, leaving Avelina to clean her bloodied self up a bit better than she had just moments ago.
PERMALINK // POSTED ON: Jan 1 2018, 09:51 PM
you just want attention
Blue eyes lingered on the familiar form of Tyler Lockwood, the friend (or estranged friend, Avelina wasn't entirely sure, to be honest...) of her mother, Caroline. There wasn't too much that Avelina knew of her mother's friends other than Klaus wasn't able to tolerate a single one of them on a good day, for whatever reason. She didn't fret too much over the fickle things in her parents' lives that didn't necessarily have to concern her. Given the fact that her mother and said friends weren't as close as they used to be, Avelina barely gave them much of a thought at all.
Avelina wasn't too worried about the laws that Marcel had in place, nor was she worrying about the punishments that any other vampire or hybrid might be faced with for daring to do what she had done. It was a false sense of security to believe that her family's name was enough to keep her from Marcel's reach, but Avelina was still a considerably young being, all things considered. She was naive in some areas and this just so happened to be one of them.
"I'm fine. I was just hungry..." It wasn't an excuse that was worthy of feeding in the city limits, nor was it an acceptable excuse to be feeding on a human being that had done nothing to merit that treatment. There were moral lines that some hybrids and vampires chose not to cross. Some opted to drink from bags of blood stolen from the local blood banks; the Salvatore's fell into that category, as did Avelina's mother.
She wasn't meaning to size the taller male up - she didn't think her mother's friend would be a threat to her - but given he likely had a different stance on feeding in the city (and on innocent humans) than she did, she wasn't able to predict the lengths he would go to drive a point home if he had one to make.
"You're welcome to join me; I didn't take much and I doubt he got that far by now..." Giving him a once-over as she took in the emotions radiating off him, each one offering its own unique scent, Avelina narrowed her eyes curiously. "Given how close to the edge you already are, you could probably use it..."
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