<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 - Living Area to Bathroom/Bedroom.<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) - - - One of Salazar's black dress shirts.<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>TheBlackThrone<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As he gestured to his apartment and told her to 'make herself at home', Katherine's eyes glanced over the place briefly before turning back to him.  She found her curiosity piqued when he mentioned having something for her and she blinked, a flutter of her eyelashes with a quick raise of her brows. She gave a simple nod when he extended a hand to her and she stared at the limb blankly. She didn't know whether to grab it or slap it aside, though after moment of thought she went for the safer option.<br/><br/>"I'm Katherine."<br/><br/>Stretching out a hand of her own, the brunette gripped his with a light touch and gave it a gentle squeeze before releasing him and turning to look around the apartment. On her way to the corridor, which she guessed lead to the bathroom and bedroom, Katherine dipped to pick up her shoes and took one last glance over her shoulder at Diego before disappearing down the hall.<br/><br/>Once out of sight, Kat sighed heavily, slouching her shoulders as she trudged toward the first door she came across. Bingo. Stepping into the bedroom, she quickly closed the door behind her and stepped over toward the window, placing her shoes down neatly before taking a peek through the curtains. She stared out onto the skyline of the Diamond City; a sparkly jewellery box filled with dark secrets she'd never have known. Pulling herself from the view, Katherine walked back past the bed and stepped into the open bathroom, her hands first pulling her hair over one shoulder before reaching behind her and struggling with the zipper of her dress. As she slipped out of the stained garment, dropping it down her creamy thighs before stepping out of the heap on the ground, she stared at herself in the mirror. The blood had seeped through her dress, drip stains crawled down her chest, between the cups of her once white lace bra into her cleavage. What had she become? Her eyebrows pulled together for a moment before she sharply pulled away from her reflection, turning to the large, double shower. She pulled back the glass doors and then proceeded to clip her bra, tossing it onto her dress. Her fingers slipped beneath the material of her matching lace panties and she discarded them as well before stepping into the cubical and fumbling with the unfamiliar shower controls to find the correct settings.<br/><br/>The hot water hitting her body felt heavenly and the girl breathed out a blissful sigh before tilting her head back and slowly turning to wet her hair. The steam quickly filled the room and she did her best to relax, her thoughts seemingly melting away. The one thing she couldn't ever shift was the never ending lust for blood. Biting down on her bottom lip, Katherine opened her eyes, staring out at the bedroom which she could see from the confines of the shower. Were all vampires tastes quite as...Gothic? Once she'd contemplated the decor, the girl found the shampoo and lathered her hair in the stuff, sending suds down her back and over her shoulders before she washed them from her locks. She then found some sort of soap and washed her face and body; the blood diluted into the water and soon she felt like her again. Only problem was that the bathing soaps weren't exactly 'her style' when it came to scent. There didn't appear to be any conditioner, so she just hoped her hair wouldn't come out too knotty when it dried.<br/><br/>Regretfully Katherine turned off the hot water and stepped out onto the bathroom tiles once again, this time leaving water in her wake as she searched for a towel. Upon finding one in an airing cupboard under the wash basin she began patting herself dry. She used her foot to pull her already disgusting dress across the ground, mopping up the water she'd leaked onto the floor. After towel drying her hair, she wrapped the thick white fabric around her body and then tip toed self consciously into the bedroom. What on earth was she going to wear?<br/><br/>Glancing around the bedroom, she spotted what seemed to be the wardrobes and headed toward them, pulling one open with her free hand. She sighed when she looked inside; was any of this really going to fit her? Like, seriously? He couldn't take her home and let her pick up a few things first? Tugging at one of the black shirts, she close the wardrobe door with her hip before laying the shirt out on the bed. Crossing her arms across her chest, she frowned, her nose wrinkling as she considered wearing one of his shirts. Ah, she didn't even know him! Puffing out her chest and shaking her head, Kat turned back toward the bathroom and scooped up her underwear quickly before deeming her bra unwearable; it was stained red, for gods sake! Marching back to the bed while uncomfortably shuffling her knickers up her thighs, Katherine paused once again beside the bed. Letting her towel drop shamelessly to the ground and she gripped the shirt and tossed it over her shoulders. Slipping her arms into the sleeves and shrugging it on she quickly started on the buttons. Leaving the top one undone (it was just natural to her) Katherine pulled her wet, tousled hair from the shirt, fixed the collar and then relaxed, turning back to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. The sleeves were longer than her arms and it was completely too big, though in this case it was a good thing as she wasn't about to attempt to fit his jeans. Yes, most of her legs were on show, but at least it covered the important bits. Nodding to herself in affirmation, Katherine collected up her dress and bra, shoving it down by her shoes, before turning to exit the bedroom.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, the brunette plodded along the corridor before reaching the living room when she remembers that Salazar had asked her to meet him in the...coffin chamber; she still couldn't get used to that. Pushing the door to the room open, her blue eyes peered inside, expecting to find him there with whatever it was he 'had for her.'