Snippet #2373194

Miss Elizabeth Aurora Beckett looked around. She was stood at the back entrance to the mansion, and the suns light above her beat relentlessly down. It was a warm day; humid and hot. If she was human, a sheen of sweat might have covered her pale brow, but the immortality that her vampirism offered kept her cool at all times. Elizabeth Aurora was leaning against the stable wall, watching the horses with a slightly absent gaze. She remembered when she had been younger. She had enjoyed riding. The vampire set her gaze on a particular stallion that had caught her eye - a blue dun with silver dappling - and promised herself she'd take time out to meet the animal properly.

Animals. The vampiress found her attention caught by Vixen the ocelot, who took the opportunity to take an athletic leap on top of a shelf, miss, fall, and land unceremoniously in a pile of hay. Elizabeth giggled, and the sound was light and feminine, but had a dark edge that warned of her lack of humanity. She leaned over, and scooped the young cat up into her arms. The cat purred, knocked her head against her chin, and then settled over Elizabeth's shoulder like a baby.

Then Miss Beckett remembered her appointment in the mansion itself and entered through the back door. Once inside, she let Vixen down, and then took some fresh fish from the refrigerator. It did occur to her that perhaps they were supposed to eat the fish for whatever passed for the last meal of the day here, but she decided that her ocelot would be better off with it. The little cat caught the scent immediately, and followed her promptly as she went in search of a bedroom.

Elizabeth Aurora smirked as she walked up the stairs to the bedroom floor, and it was only then she spared a thought for her husband to be. She knew his name was Nikolai Negrescu. It was an attractive enough name, and she hoped that he would live up to it. So, each time she looked into a bedroom, she held him in mind...when she wasn't thinking about her own comfort.

Eventually, Miss Beckett decided on a large chamber, with another door feeding off from it which she assumed was a bathroom. The entire room was in shades of red and black, which suited her perfectly. The furniture, for the most part, was made out of dark wood. The style was traditional mixed with a sense of the present day. The windows were curtained with a light material, and they were drawn. She frowned. The day was hot enough, without stopping the air flow. In one movement, the vampire opened the curtains, and then the window. Cool air flooded the room, and she nodded to herself, and then remembered the fish.

The vampiress took a look around, then took a decorative bowl down from a shelf. Ocelot looked up at her hopefully, with wide pleading eyes as she put the fish in the bowl, then put it down on the ground near the window seat. Vixen purred with appreciation as she set to the fish, and Elizabeth Aurora smiled, and took a seat on one of the luxurious sofas.