Ashera was not one to get very angry easily but this Vampire was certainly pushing all her buttons. “Well, I can assure you that you didn't turn me. From what I’ve heard Fae are immune to that.” she sighed, hoping that was true. “But I believe it's more likely that you belong to me. You consider my blood food but you ate it without my permission.” she pointed out. “Fae law: you eat the food of a Fae, you belong to that Fae.”
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"I'm not a fae therefore fae law doesn't pertain to me." I make sure to put air quotes around fae law. No way in hell am I spending my eternity with this little pixie stick.
"You belong to me. Vamps don't need to turn for you to be in our thrall. Now come on. I'm still hungry. Your blood was gross"
Ashera rolled her eyes in exasperation at the ignorance. “Of course, you’re not Fae otherwise there wouldn’t be a problem.” she tried to explain. “If a Fae eats Fae food nothing happens. It's when anyone who is not Fae that the law takes effect.”
“I’m not exactly happy about being stuck with you for eternity either but this is how things work for my species.” she admitted. “To use your words, you are in my thrall.”
"Your talking nonsense." I wave my hand dismissively and begin walking away. "I still need to hut so see ya pixie stick." (I might like this Nickname a little bit) In the distance I spot a deer. Not going to give me immortality but hey. Your girls gotta eat. Or drink. Or feed? Whatever you call it.
“No, I'm not.” Ashera argued as she followed after the Vampire, not giving any thought to whether or not it being because of Fae law or the power of a Vampire's bite. “You obviously just do not understand anything about Fae culture and what comes with it.”
"Possibly that's because I'm not a fae. I've spent most of my life studying human affairs." I'm walking up to the deer, still a good few feet between us. My pace quickens as I get closer.
Soon I'm sticking my fangs into the deer. Can I even turn a deer?? They're herbivores so I'm not sure it would do anything.
I don't care. I'm going to drain it. Another experiment for another day.
It drops to the floor, dead, after I pull my fangs put and let go. Again I wipe my mouth with my sleeve and clean the blood off my fangs with my fingers.
“That doesn't really matter.” Ashera shrugged, somewhat understanding the choice to study humans since so many tried to live among them. “Even most humans I've come across know to be careful when getting involved with Fae… especially the Unseelie court.” she added softly to herself, while thinking that this Vampire would probably fall for even the most basic of Fae tricks. Luckily for her Ashera, who belonged more to the Light court, had no need of the Vampire’s name.
“Court… perhaps there is an answer there.” she perked up thoughtfully.
"You guys have a court? Wow pixie stick. You guys are a lot more put together than vampires. We just hide away in castels once we lose interest in the world. There is no court. No rules for us to follow. I mean, time and mortality bed at our will" I scoff.
“We have two courts, actually. Seelie and Unseelie… or in simpler terms for you, the Seelie is also called the Light Court or Summer Court, I believe. And the Unseelie court is Dark or Winter… but only humans call them that.” Ashera decided to explain. It wasn't that much information and so many people knew that anyway, one more wouldn't hurt. Though the nickname still irritated her. “And you don’t have the monopoly on time and mortality. Fae can live just as long if not longer than you.”
"Whatever. You want to take it to court. Let's go" I pull my hair back into a loose ponytail and begin to play with it. This fucking fae is getting on my nerves. I just wanted to feed man.
“Actually, I was thinking of just a human lawyer. If we go to the Seelie court, you could accuse it of bias since I am one. And you just admitted that you have none.” Ashera couldn't help but smirk a little at the last part. “At least a human with an understanding of both our cultures could give an impartial answer… or hopefully a solution.”
"Im only 200. I wouldn't even try to trick you little pixie stick." I toss my hair over one of my shoulders. "A human lawyer it is. Do you have any in mind?"
I'm trying to make my voice sickeningly sweet but it's not working. It comes out sounding sincere. Ew.
Ashera raised a brow as a slightly mischievous smirk, typical of many Fae, came across her face. “Oh, I’m not worried about your ‘tricks’, young lady.” she teased before nodding. “To answer your question, I do know a human lawyer who knows enough of Fae customs. He should be able to help us… tomorrow. His office is closed at night but we can meet early enough in the morning or late enough in the evening.” she suggested.
"How condiderate~ But I don't burn in sunlight. I just don't like it. It stings but I'll live." I smile. "Late tomorrow works. "
I continue to playing with my hair, braiding and un-braiding small sections. "Where is the office? We can meet then."
Ashera nodded at the information and pulled out her phone. “I have the address here. Do you have a phone?” she asked more out of curiosity, willing to either send it to her or write out if she needed to.
"Of course I have a phone." I pulled my phone out of a pocket just under the waistband of my skirt. It's pink, obviously. I unlock it and flip to add new contact. Then I hand it to the fae for them to put their number in. "My name is Belladonna by the way. I'll tell you so you can't take it. I heare the fae are notorious for doing that."
Ashera raised a brow at the sight of the phone but was smart enough not to comment. “Well, It's good to hear you know that much about us. But don't worry. I had no interest in taking your name. Otherwise, I would have asked.” she giggled a little as they exchanged phones. “My name is Ashera.” she replied politely before entering her information and the address of the lawyer into Belladonna’s phone.
"Lovely. It must suck. Having to tiptoe around words and ways of phrasing things." I shrug and take my phone back once Ashera's done with it. I offer one real smile. Not the fake one I use to seem bitchy. Or the "sweet innocent girl" smile that's ever so effective in luring men.
My fangs have retracted back into my gums. I can force them to show if I want, but the only time they're visible without my help is when I'm feeding.
“Sometimes.” she admitted with a slight shrug as she accepted her phone back and gave Belladonna hers. “But when you spend your whole life with it, you get used to it. Though it does give most who are not Fae a bit of a figurative headache… sometimes a literal one as well.” Ashera giggled again.
"That's fair I guess" I'm quiet for a moment. "WAIT- Can you literally take someones mind? Or like their head? That's so rad!" I really need to talk to more fae. "I'll see you dude"
As I'm walking away I send Ashera a text. See ya tomorrow pixie stick
Ashera blinked at the sudden outburst, clearly caught off guard by the questions. But Belladonna walked away before she could even answer. The Fae sighed and looked at her phone, only to let out a sound of frustration at the nickname being used again.
Instead of sending a reply, she just put her phone away and headed home. Tonight had not been a good one but hopefully, she would be able to sleep well enough.
I don't know why but I decided to dress up for the meeting with the human lawyer. When you live for years and years you accumulate lots of clothes, when your size never changes and you forever have the body of a 20 year old you have even more.
I don't know why but I felt like going for a more Lolita style today. A black lacy dress with petticoat. Long white socks with black bows down the front. Platform Mary Jane. And a matching parasol. A black on the outside with plenty of lace and pink on the inside.
Before I leave my house I make sure to feed so I won't have too late. I can go a few days without blood and still live but any more than that and I wish I weren't immortal. If I want to feel human, at least as human as I can, I need to feed every day. I live on a big wooded plot of land so its not hard to find something to drink. I drain a rabbit and some random birds.
I get plenty of looks waiting outside of a lawyer's office during the evening but I don't care. Sometimes I flash my fangs at a teenager who tries to make fun of me. Soon enough the fae arrives.
Ashera was dressed in a slightly more professional style dress. It still had flowy sleeves and had a natural look to the skirt with patterns that looked like vines and leaves that swayed with her steps. Though she looked a little tired to anyone who knew her well enough to notice.
She couldn't help but raise a brow at seeing Belladonna’s outfit. She knew of the Lolita style but it was rare that she actually saw anyone dressed up that way. “Well, I certainly feel my age with you in that.” she commented casually, not trying to be rude. “Is the umbrella a necessary part of the outfit or just for your protection?”
"Both." I shrug and smile. "Your looking a bit… pale. Are you feeling well?" Did I turn her of I she just pale? Tired maybe?
“I didn't sleep well. Last night was not one of my better ones.” Ashera admitted dismissively. “Shall we go in?” she asked, wanting to find out if there was a way to work out their situation.