<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>A cute, (now blood stained) pink, body-con dress (https://31.media.tumblr.com/a6deea4fe451995c1a30547ae1ebcc2a/tumblr_mgyj8kcwK21s3kkrso1_500.png) with a pair of black heels. (https://38.media.tumblr.com/377665f1552bb62b4382d5d3c62f71be/tumblr_nfvm7jxoUb1t3d0yfo1_500.png)<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>TheBlackThrone<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As she prepared her triumphant walk across the apartment she felt something grip her wrist and she quickly snapped around in surprise, her long, tangled hair falling over her shoulder as she lost grip on her shoes, sending them sprawling out onto the apartment floor with a boisterous bang. Her bright eyes stared up to his, blue orbs defiant as her spare hand simply dropping to her side. Katherine tested the hold, not once, but twice, tugging sharply to try and claim back her arm. When he spoke, she listened. For the first time, she felt like he was serious; it wasn't as if he'd done anything differently or changed his attitude, but she felt something different. Maybe it was just his sincerity behind his eyes that changed her.<br/><br/>"You're really not kidding, are you?"<br/><br/>The young vampire looked almost thoughtful for a moment as she peeled her gaze from his and instead glanced down at his grip on her wrist. She then lowered her head more, staring at the blood that stained the front of her dress. That would explain...everything but who on earth would believe that vampires actually existed out of the realm of fantasy? Her lust for blood, the need to avoid the sun, her heightened emotions -- though maybe that was just a girl thing, -- everything all added up to this explanation. Something just clicked, though she felt crazy for considering believing him.<br/><br/>Katherine lifted her chin to glance back up to him and though she wanted to speak, she didn't know what to say. He wanted to keep her here against her will, threatened to kill her if she didn't cooperate but somehow she was calm, if a little confused.<br/><br/>"I was attacked...This guy, some stranger I'd never even seen before, he killed my friend. He bit me and it was horrible and then I don't remember...He cupped my mouth with his wrist and it was hot..I needed to breathe so I.."<br/><br/>The brunette paused, trying to work out what had actually happened to her that night. Though she stared up to the taller man, she seemed to look right through him as if he were as transparent as the tracing paper she used to use in kindergarten. She didn't understand why this had happened to her.<br/><br/>"Why would somebody do this to me?"<br/><br/>Azure eyes cast down to the floor now as she thought, long and hard, her spare hand raising to press her thumb and index finger to her lips thoughtfully. If the hand at her wrist loosened or detached completely she might have not even noticed. The girl was quiet for a moment longer before she decided to deal with her immediate issues. First thing on her check list, a shower. Then food.<br/><br/>"Ok..Not that I'm happy about it, but I'll use your shower. If...I still can, that is."<br/><br/>Katherine peeked up at him from the tops of her eyes, her hair falling slightly into her face at the small motion of her chin lifting ever so slightly. She held his gaze for a moment, seemingly calm and civilized once more, her eyes big and doe-like as she awaited his confirmation...or a tour. Or something.