Snippet #2105330

It didn't take a genius to realize that whoever she was, this girl was frightened of just about everything. All I had to do was look at her to see the fear leap into her wine red eyes. Now that I was looking, I noted her unusual coloring - namely her silvery hair and wings, which were unlike any I'd ever seen before. They were Vampire-like, but they were covered in feathers, feathers that were different from mine. Harder and more compact.

And, she was tiny. Even her wingspan. I was wondering to myself how she managed to stay in the air when she finally answered my question, though she did so hesitantly.

"What do you mean you're not sure?" I replied, trying in vain to suppress the note of impatience that crept into my voice. When she elaborated, I realized she'd taken my question literally. If this was an act, it was a really, really good one. But a large part of me was scoffing and tossing suspicions in every direction, while the rest of me was weary of always suspecting everything. Just once I wished I could give it a rest.

And on top of that, what was I supposed to do next? It seemed wrong to just leave her there. And however paranoid I was, I suddenly hated the idea of running away on my own with a passion. The thought of having another person, another ally, was enough to almost make me happy. Wouldn't it make sense to take my allies where I could get them? Strength in numbers, etc?

I sighed, realizing as I did so that I'd interrupted the girl's rambling. I recalled what she had been saying.

"So, you're from the Ward too?" I asked after a moment, hoping she'd elaborate. I had a feeling if I started firing too many questions at her she'd lock down and refuse to say anything. A sound behind me had me glancing back, but the Vampire hadn't stirred. Still...

"We should get out of here, before anyone else shows up," I suggested, feeling odd elated by the "we", even as I told myself that it didn't mean anything, anything at all.