Friend or Foe [Luna]

[christine]

Christine wondered around the mall. She was wearing a black tan top, with blue jeans with a leather black jacket. She used to buy a lot of clothes here, now she just lingers around hoping to find somebody to feed on. She was starting to have a very hard time controlling her lust for blood. The scent of humans were all over the place. You couldn't go anywhere without smelling eight humans in one spot. She walked into the clothing store to see if maybe she would buy something this time around. After she had been changed, she stopped giving money away, she stopped buying stuff. She even moved out of the hotel, but that all happened after she had killed her parents. She looked around the clothes, touching the cloth with the tip of her fingers.

The clothing store was full of people. Women and children, sometimes even a male tagged along but that rare. She glanced over to see a little boy staring at her. He was so cute, she could almost eat him alive. She dropped the thought and looked back at the clothes. The little boy was tugging on his mother's pants trying to get her attention. Not only was Christine pale, but she looked the part too. Finally the mother left the store, dragging her son behide her. Christine smiled, and looked at the clothes again. "Oh... this one looks nice." She spoke in a whisper, picking out a pink flowered dress. She wasn't all that sure if she would be buying the dress or not, but she still had her moments of trying them on for fun.

She made her way into the dressing room. All of them were taken, she couldn't believe it. She waited about five minutes before she finally was able to go in and try the one dress she had picked out. She put it on, it made her look super sexy. She was tempted to where the dress out of the store, but decided it would be best to wear it after she had gone home. She put her tan top, and blue jeans and leather jacket back on and walked out of the dressing room, holding the pink flower dress in her right hand. She walked over to the counter to pay for the dress. Yet again another long wait, she couldn't help but wonder if it was really worth the wait.

[luna]

Luna loved to make a statement. Who didn't? Though her 'statements' usually seemed to anger, well, everyone. At least everyone who was a snooty, up tight, vamp-hating human. Honestly, they needed to get that over-sized stick out of their asses and let her and her kind alone. What had any vampire ever really done that was that bad? Actually... don't answer that. It didn't really matter. All that mattered was that she was dressed to kill. Well... not literally. But hey, if she did end up killing someone, she liked to know that no blood stains would show up. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting black jeans that hugged her hips delicately. A black lather halter top clung to her curvy figure. The top showed off just enough of her midriff that it showed the faux heart-and-vampire-fangs tattoo she had put on. It looked real enough. She had thought of wearing a jacket, but it was way too hot for that.

She looked like a stereotype, yes she knew. But it was fun to dress like that at times. It got people scared sometimes. And, the ones that tried to hurt her or 'protest' against her kind. Well, let's just say the didn't bother her more than once. That is, unless they were mentally retarded. Who would really try challenging a vampire like her more than once? Ha. It would be fun to watch someone try it twice. Especially if she used her glamour.

Luna looked around and found a nice clothing store. A store that held all sorts of pretty clothes. Nothing like the ones she was wearing. Well, not completely at least. She went from clothing item to clothing item, humming to herself all the while. She found quite a few clothes that she wanted to try on. All of them were just gorgeous. At least in her eyes they were. She loved clothes though, so it wasn't much of a surprise.

Going pass the cashier on her way to the dressing room, she tripped and bumped into another girl. The clothes fell and, catching herself, she glowered at the woman... Vampire? Oh well. Anger seared through her and Luna's fangs retracted. "Watch where you are going," she hissed, putting the blame off of herself. Such a Luna thing to do.

[christine]

Christine hadn't really been paying much attention to the knew scent in the store. She had been paying for her dress when the women yelled at her. "I'm sorry." It wasn't her fault, she knew that it wasn't her fault, but she didn't have the heart to yell at this women at this very second. She hadn't yet finished paying for the dress, before she walked away. She was no longer in the mood for buying the dress. The cashier had called for her to come back, but when she didn't he had no choice but to delete what he had just put on the computer and tossed the dress to the side and took the next customer. She sighed, her stomach was hurting again. The vampire was still here, and she couldn't help but wish to get away from her.

Slowly she started to make her way out of the store. She was stopped when yet another person had bumped right into her. Twice in one day... perfect. Seconds later she realized that her black tan top had soda all over it. Shoot, you have got to be kidding me. Now she had no choice but to buy something here unless she wanted to walk out of the store with soda all over her shirt. She growled under her breath, grabbing a black tan top and moving back over to the cashier. She paid for the shirt and then went into the dressing room to change. She put her other tan top in the bag, and looked around for that vampire again, hoping that she would be able to leave without bumping into her ever again. She again, slowly made her way out of the clothing store. It was time to feed.

I sure hope if I see that female again, she doesn't bump into me, or at least that she doesn't blame me for something that she had done. The thought made her roll her eyes. She could smell so many humans, she wanted to attack a human then and there, but that wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.