As the sun began to rise, Varika was only just now heading home. This morning she wore a nightgown-like style of clothing. She felt invigorated, dress of dark purple and dark red dancing around her as she strode along the deserted streets. That tangy, metallic, oh so delicious taste of blood was still on her lips. Tonight's girl had been so naive; so easy to charm and bend to her will. She'd taken pity on the poor girl and at least let her remember most of the night. All she'd wiped was the identity of her lover and the part where she'd fed from her, fabricating the event in her mind so that if the girl discovered the bite marks, she'd fondly remember the rougher part of their night together. Varika had even gone so far as to leave Human-looking bite marks upon her skin. Varika had always thought Humans were so odd. Even when the truth was right in front of them, they'd convince themselves it wasn't really there and they'd see what they wanted to see. Knowing this, it wouldn't surprise the young Lady if the girl put the events of the night just past down to too much alcohol, despite the fact they had barely had a single drink together.<br/><br/>It was rare for Varika to feast in such a way as she had this night, but for once she had felt like doing more than simply going down to the Dining Chamber to feed, and so she had gone out and given a young Human a night to remember. As her mind wandered from the night, she began thinking about her home. They had a dilemma, that was for sure. That girl would need to be dealt with, but how they had yet to figure out. As her thoughts continued to wander, the young Vampire idly wondered in the back of her mind how she had managed to spend the whole night out. She most definitely hadn't planned to be heading home as the sun rose. She'd need to hurry, of course. She hadn't brought her hat, as she'd planned to be safely back inside by this time.<br/><br/>With that thought in mind, her pace quickened and she was soon walking as fast as one of her station could decently walk without damaging their image. A Noblewoman seen RUNNING? That would destroy her image! Her green eyes scanned the streets as she walked.<i>Odd</i>, she thought.<i>Usually by this time people are waking up to begin their day.</i>She'd have to hurry. She could feel the heat of the sun making her distinctly uncomfortable. Then she turned a corner and saw the family manor come in to view. As she reached the manor, a servant - Harrison, she thought his name was - met her at the door. "<span style="color: DarkOrange">Miss Varika, you sure are up and about early!</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkRed">Yes, well, I found it hard to sleep last night and decided I would go for a stroll. Apparently my walk was longer than I had planned.</span>" She smiled a friendly smile at the man. She liked this particular servant; he'd always been a nice, jolly man. Once more he spoke.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkOrange">I should be used to such garb on you, Miss, but still it shocks me.</span>" His eyes had dropped down to inspect her clothing, and all she did was smile at the man in that disarming way she had and continue on. It was a comment he made frequently, and despite herself she always enjoyed hearing and seeing the way he said it. It was clear to her he found her attractive. As she walked through their manner, making her way to her quarters, she suddenly seemed to realise just how tired she truly was. Feeding had invigorated her, yet that didn't replace the exhaustion her night had brought on. And so, when she reached her room finally, she dropped down on to the bed, not even bothering to change, and closed her eyes.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>