Friday, November 12, 2004

   Dracula's daughter, (Very long post today)
Jason follower her into the apartment, it was amazing, things he had never seen before, it must have cost her a fortune to get it together.
He gazed in amazement at the Plasma TV behind a bookcase. He took a quick look at everything he could see from where he was standing, the piano caught his eye and he fell instantly in love with it. He focused on it as Seline was walking around the apartment; his thoughts about it were interrupted by Seline’s voice, stronger than before but still carrying a hint of sorrow for her loss, he smiled slightly and nodded as his gaze moved to her.
“Yes, I used to practice all the time, but I’ve never seen one as magnificent as that.”
“My mother gave it to me, I’ve kept it in the best condition I could ever maintain.” She trailed off, but then lightened up a bit, her long legs striding over to his figure as she sat down on part of the piano bench, her hand patting the space beside her.
“Come play for me?” It was more or a statement than a request, but there wasn’t much to refuse to.
The piano was sleek and black, not a scratch upon its surface, and the keys were in perfect shape as well.
It seemed to not have been touched lately and that was probable. Seline had been a pianist, but not lately.
Lately she had been entangled in lies and deceit, as she had become part of the dark underworld. She had only gotten back out, to find her brother slain as part of a contract, sighing she motioned for Jason to start to play, her voice soft once more.
“I’d love it if you would play.”

Jason watched as Seline sat down on the seat in front of the majestic piano, motioning for him to sit beside her, she asked for him to play. He hesitated for a moment, looking at how perfect it was, untouched for a while now, it was in excellent condition. She called him to play once again, this time there was no hesitation, he could tell she was in need of cheering up, what had just happened was getting to her. He walked over and sat beside her on the seat, he flexed his fingers, ready to play for her, he was also thinking of what to play for her troubles.
Then it came to him, something he had written himself, he began to play, the sound of the piano filled the room, and it made a lovely sound responding to his every touch.

Seline listened, swayed deeply by the tone and how wonderfully the sound filled her heart to it’s brim, knowing that she didn’t want the song to stop, but, all good things must come to an end.
Her eyes had closed during the melody, but Seline didn’t know when, she had become too enthralled in the music of the piano, and the deft fingers of Jason to realize it.
It was as if sight and sound had merged into one, becoming a harmonic masterpiece in Jason’s hands, and as the song ended, Seline was not saddened, but now filled with hope. She smiled to him, and gave him a small hug. She was not much for words, but if you examined her eyes, the irises of flame spoke two words:
Thank you…

Jason had his eyes closed while playing, letting his fingers find the keys by themselves, it was as if he was playing not from memory, but from the hart. He continued to play, lost in his own melody, but he continued playing until the song ended, he sighed gently, it was the first time he had released his emotions through music in a long time. He opened his eyes and looked to Seline beside him, she had her eyes closed too, she slowly opened them, and then she gave him a small hug. After she did so he looked in her eyes, they were thankful for the performance he had just put on, he smiled back at her.
“Another? Or is that enough?”
“I’m fine right now.” She spoke, and then stood up. Her eyes had returned to their normal emotionless task of hiding her thoughts. She walked over to the large window that went to the floor, at the moment it was covered in black velvet draped, matching the darkness of the piano. As she drew them back, a large expanse of a balcony was uncovered, and she opened the sliding door, stepping outside.
She went to the rim of the balcony and looked over, her apartment wasn’t that high off of the street, so she could still see faces clearly down below. A weak vampire could even jump from the height and not have to recover. That was why she liked it so much. For there was only one way in, but two ways out. Scanning over the scene with iridescent pearls of blood, she captured each and every little detail, and then suddenly became very hungry.

There was something in Seline’s tone of voice that told Jason that she wasn’t telling him everything, he watched as she stood and crossed the apartment to the balcony, hidden at first by drapes matching the elegant piano. He stood up from the seat and walked over, his every footstep full of overwhelming grace. He stood next to her on the low balcony, looking at her; he noticed her expression, showing oblivious signs of her beginning to hunger for fresh blood.
“Watching you right now is like watching a cat looking into a tank full of fish, the longing in your eyes and readiness to pounce, if you licked your lips right now you’d complete the image.”

Seline shifted her gazer over the vampire beside her, and an amused expression came upon her face.
“Tell me then, oh poet of darkness…” she stepped towards him, her face holding elegant beauty.
“What do I seem of when I glance at you?” She leaned against the railing slightly.
Jason turned to her, as she got closer to him, her eyes a vision of flawless beauty, he smiled as he though of something fitting to compare her to at her request.
“Now you look upon me as if I were a cadged man, alone and in need of someone, you look as if you would be the one to open that cadge and give a lonely man the company he needs.”
Seline held her hand up to his cheek, shaking her head.
“I would only cadge you further, so others would not hurt you.” she pulled away, and sat on the railing, letting her feet dangle past the ledge. Glancing back up at him she gave a charming smile.
“Care to join me?”
Before she let him answer, she was off, and had already landed silently on the pavement below, even with her heels on. It was frightening how quiet Seline could be at times.

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