<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8z7tac0yX1rssz4mo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Katherine Rose Holden. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=217668.msg10744707#msg10744707)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Salazar's Apartment - Coffin Chamber.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>One of Salazar's black dress shirts and nothing much else.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>TheBlackThrone<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Katherine frowned as the man she leaned on squirmed beneath her and she turned her gaze onto the blonde with a sudden viciousness that stilled him, as much as he could be stilled with all that shuddering he was doing. Where had the older vampire kept this guy? In some massive freezer? Maybe the guy was a murder and maybe he deserved to pay for what he'd done, but did he really deserve to be frozen and then used as a tool for another vampires training?<br/><br/>"Werewolves?! Are you kidding? I mean, this is just too much." The girl scoffed, shaking her head with an exasperated expression. So not only did she have to deal with her hunger, her being found out by humans and even other vampires, she had to worry about werewolves on top of all that? This was just too much hassle; what was even the point of being a vampire if you just had to worry about everything all the time? So far, Kat wasn't seeing the perks.<br/><br/>When the man she'd been using as a desk began laughing, the nervous sound resonating in her ears, her blue orbs found his shaking form once again. A frown pulled at her features as he begged for them not to kill him, to turn him instead. The brunette pressed from his lap, standing abruptly. She remained bent at the waist, her blue eyes staring directly into his only inches from him. When she spoke, her voice was quiet and deadly serious.<br/><br/>"I'm sure that's what your wife said too. I'm sure she begged you not to kill her. What about your kids? I bet they were terrified. You were supposed to be their dad. You were supposed to keep them safe."<br/><br/>By the time she'd finished speaking, Katherine was practically hissing at the man. She didn't break eye contact once, not even to blink. When she heard Diego's voice, telling her she wouldn't be 'allowed' to feed until she 'did what he told her to do', Katherine shot him a defiant glare from the corner of her eyes before staring back to the blond who'd been shaking his head and mumbling under his breath the entire time. When their gaze connected once more, he seemed to stop still and something changed on his face; his expression fell vacant.<br/><br/>"Now tell me, because I am starving right now. What did you do to your wife?"<br/><br/>The blonde man began to talk clearly then, his eyes not once leaving Katherine's as he detailed the murder he'd committed of his wife, her boyfriend and his own children. It was one bloody, horrific story she wouldn't like repeated again. It made her nauseous; a sickness knotted deep within her gut. When he was done, he just fell silent. Katherine pulled away from the chair, standing up straight as the man returned to his former state of trembling and muttering. Without hesitation, Katherine's hands shot out and she gripped a hold of the man's cheeks, twisting his head in a quick motion, a violent snap echoing the room as the man fell limp in the chair. The brunette waited, eyes turning from the dead man to Diego Salazar, her expression hard and stoney as she waited for....something. Maybe affirmation? A reaction? Her eyes seemed to glaze over, darkening as her pupils shrank ever so slightly, her lips parting as her fangs elongated in her mouth; an uncomfortable sensation that she would have to come to terms with.