<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4080ff"><b> Philene arrived at the structure she'd called home for about a century. She sighed a little, nostalgic. She'd been gone for about 5 years. When you're 1900 years old, 5 years kinda feels like 5 days. 5 weeks at the most. The young vampire's hair was loose over her shoulders, the black tips a striking contrast to the blond. Her pale grey eyes looked the building over, a soft smirk coming to the corners of her lips. Alex had told her that they would be getting fresh 'blood' around the time of her return. she wondered if they had arrived already. the 5'7" figure headed towards the door, the guards saluting her. she smirked and winked at them as they then opened the door for her. As she walked in, she called out, "Honey, i'm home.." She laughed, her slight southern twang coming through. a leather corset clung to her frame, pushing her breasts together and giving all who'd look an eyeful. she was very confident in her body, as she'd had plenty of time to fix all her 'flaws'. below the corset sat a pair of low riding jeans, hugging her hips. if there was anything good the 1970's brought, it was the hip hugger, low riding jeans. the words 'nunquam desiderium' were tattooed along her hip bones. It was latin for 'never regret'. it was her own little motto to herself. the tattoo was about half way visible under her jeans. and of course, heels. she licked her lips, looking around. nothing ever changed here, except for the help, the slaves, and masters. this thought made her laugh to her self. as she moved through the hall, she made her way upstairs and smirked, hearing Alex's voice. <i>Ahhh, he has a new play thing...</i> She thought to herself. a soft knock on the door before opening it. "Hello Darling. Did you miss me?" She said with a smirk, looking this new girl over. Philene leaned against the door frame, her smirk still playing across her lips. </b></span>