Keisha's eyes flickered along the gaunt dark rapture that seemed to flow like water across the black clad figure of Rebecca, she was a truly imposing sight, a fact that had never escaped her from that very first moment she was given a second chance...and even now she felt a shiver of dark grace at being in her divinely monsterous presence, her shadow reached across her as her slender fingers once more graced her shoulder with its softly searing touch.  Keisha felt her own lips curl a little at the sight of her Mistresses full blood red grin.<br/><br/>Those fingers dug gently at her shoulder and Keisha's rose to her feet at their silent compulsion, the shadows seemingly never far from holding her in an embrace and as Rebecca spoke, Keisha nodded softly... understanding all that was being asked of her and feeling a growing sense of anticipation of her foray into sating some of their desires... She hoped that she would be able to bring a sense of pride to her Sire by her actions, it was all she ever wanted...<br/><br/>"Your true beauty never escapes my eye my Mistress." Keisha's voice was like a whisper on the breeze as she regarded the graceful nightmare made flesh that stood commandingly before her.  She stood, her head bowed a touch as her eyes, veiled in shadow fixed with Rebecca's, they seemed to shimmer with a dark expectation at the promise the night held...<br/><br/>She followed closely in her wake... retrieved her jacket and slipped it on, feeling the cool touch of the leather feather across the relief map of sorrow and history that laced her arm, hiding it once more from the world.  As she stepped through into the cooling night, she felt a shiver of excitement grip her...