<span style="color: #FF40FF">Arms stretching, loud yawn, sharp teeth glinting in the sun light that filtered through the large pane window of the door that led from the balcony in to a room of much extravagance, laying on a huge bed with sheets of black and red lace lay a stunning young woman. Or, at least she appeared to be young. Her body was that to die for, her hair long and luscious, her face of stunning beauty. She was wearing nothing but a see through lace chemise like night gown, and a fashionable black thong. Opening her eyes, she looks up at the ceiling, blinking once or twice before sitting up, brushing her locks away from her face with a elegant flick of her wrist and fingers.<br/><br/>A moment or two passes and she gets up off the bed, bare feet padding quietly across the rug covered stone floor, over to a wardrobe, whose doors she flings open, revealing quite the collection of dresses and outfits. All had a Gothic look to them, with some having a touch of Victorian. Many were black, others were red, but the ones that took over the space were ones that were both red and black combined. She reaches in, and picks out one, smiling at the feel of the fabric on her fingers.<br/><br/>Letting the chemise night gown slip from her body, she reaches to another drawer and pulls out a new pair of black panties, a garter belt, and a bra that matched, along with a pair of black sheer thigh high tights. Putting these items on first, she connects the garter belt to the stockings with black silk suspenders. Then, she pulls on the bra, before the dress, lacing it up quiet skillfully by herself. The bottom of the skirt came to just below her butt, so that the top of her stockings could be seen. <br/><br/>Moving on, she brushes her hair, before placing a lace and ribbon headband on top, accessorizing it with a red rose. Glancing at herself in the mirror (a special one that vampires can actually be seen in, she shakes her head a bit, as to allow her hair to fall more comfortably across her back. Her finishing touches were dark red lipstick. She needn't put on any eye make-up, as her eyes were already perfect. Naturally looking as if she were wearing pitch black mascara, and black eyeliner.<br/><br/>Leaving the room, she heads through the empty stone hallways, heading to the kitchen. She pulls out a wine glass, and opens a bottle full of red liquid, but it was not to be mistaken as wine. Sipping it, she sighs, wondering what she was going to do that day. As she was one of the very first of her kind, she was special, and didn't need to fear the sunlight. It could not harm her. Finishing her drink, she leaves this room too, heading to the front door, grabbing her clutch, and a black lace parasol, along with a matching fan, and a pair of black gloves. After putting on her boots, which she was quite fond of, she pulls on the gloves, slips the wrist tie of the fan around her hand, and then pulls open the door, stepping outside.<br/><br/>She automatically opens the umbrella, gently placing it on her shoulder. Just because she was not in harm of being hurt by the sun, did not mean she wasn't sensitive to it. Stepping down the steps of the mansion, she begins to walk, heading towards downtown. She decided she wanted to go and get a new dress, or perhaps a new pair of gloves. It didn't take very long for her to arrive, she was quite a fast walker, but when she did she slowed down a bit, casually walking along, ignoring any stares that she got, minding her own business.<br/><br/>Walking past a shop that she went to often, since it held a lot of her favorite styles. Not seeing the person appearing from down the sidewalk. Not noticing the familiar scent...that was in the air. Only when the person pass did she realize what she was smelling, and her eyes widen. She glances around, but does not see the owner of the scent that she knew so well. Her eyes then focus on the person who had passed by, but does not move from her spot. She would wait. She knew that there was no resisting her. And no doubt the other...would be very curious. Because this woman,Vataliny Von Rosiere...was no ordinary being.</span>