Snippet #1978623

Jessenia didn't remember when, but she eventually began to daydream, the mumble of the two older vampires droning on faiding into the backround. She was jerked from her silent state when Silias propped his feet up on the mahogany desk, a loud thunk resoning throughout the wide office. Jessenia jerked her head up, only to find that Silias was looking at her.

"And what about you? What was your take on the lycans you ran into tonight? Did you think them mindless brutes, like so many of our kind?" He paused for a second, before quickly beginning again. "And how old are you? If I might ask. You were clearly bitten young." Jessenia sat still for a moment, contimplating what to say. Moments later, she began to speak.

"Hmmm...Well, I don't believe the lycans are "mindless brutes", as you put it. I honestly believe that they are quite inteligent...some of them." She paused. "I mean, take tonight for instance. They seem to have more knowledge of this "disaster" for both of our kinds than we do." She made quotation marks around the word "disaster". "Or maybe they were bluffing, and were just looking for a fun time with a terrified human, and didn't want us to interfer. Personally, I don't believe it's the latter, but I might be wrong." She closed her mouth, and smiled slightly. She was surprised at herself. Moments ago, she had been goofing around with a bunch of Lycans. Now, she was having a conversation with the head of a coven. She glanced over at Viktoria for a moment.

"I might call them Vermin...but I do consider them equal to us. I mean, I don't think they asked to be like that, like most of us didn't" 'OKAY JESSENIA. Time to stop talking...They probably think your a...Lycan-lover or something.' She looked up sheepishly, hoping her boldness wouldn't get her in trouble.

"Also, to anwser your question, I'm 23."