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Bored bored [i]bored[/i]. From the moment she awoke, Velia could feel the day dripping with nothingness. It was days like this that she would be caught doing the most absurd things, the most reckless things, the most dangerous things. The [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/8f/ff/42/8fff4280f5f51b0c034db83e4649fad0.jpg]outfit [/url] in which she wore seemed to highlight her need for attention, especially the cross dangling from her neck. It was something she loved doing, wearing and displaying the small ironies in life. 

Slipping out into the night air, a smirk tugged at her lips as her breath came out as a cloud of white. A human would perhaps be shivering in what little clothes Velia was wearing, yet Velia felt nothing. It was bliss. Letting a contented sigh escape past her lips, she darted in amongst the dead, rotting foliage surrounding her. To the untrained eye, all that could be seen was a blur of white as her hair was blown behind her. She didn't have a reason for doing any of this. She rarely did have a reason for doing anything anymore, but, as per usual, she did it to pass the time. That was the one thing she disliked most about being a vampire: time. She had far too much of it. 

Velia, having decided her boots were not comfortable enough, continued to dance and skip her way through the forest now barefoot. The dull ache at the back of her throat told her that soon she needed to feed, but it wasn't urgent. Yet. She had met vampires that had built up a tolerance towards blood, only needing to feed once a fortnight or so. She scoffed at the thought; feeding on human blood was a vampire's true calling. To ignore such instincts was as if they were rejecting the fact that they were vampires. Velia loved the thrill of the hunt, how it took over every fibre in her body and turned her into a pure predator. 

[color=maroon][b]"Speaking of vampires." [/b][/color]Her smooth, lilting voice muttered as a thought popped into her head. Who could always supply a touch of excitement to the day? Who always seemed to have something for her to do? The idea seemed to send her reeling, causing her to dance and twirl in graceful circles with limitless energy. [i]Caezel.[/i] A bubble of laughter rose up to escape her lips but, before it could, another sound caused her to stop dead in her tracks. 

[color=maroon][b]"How on earth could someone else be laughing?!" [/b][/color]She demanded, her voice reaching an octave, now outraged at the fact that someone would dare to share the same feeling of happiness she had felt beforehand. As her head twitched slightly while she listened for anymore sounds, she felt her teeth sharpen slightly. The tips of her canines pierced her bottom lip, sending a trickle of blood dribbling down her chin. Velia raised her hand to wipe the blood away, and as the hand was lowered, her eyes were now revealed to be tinged with red. 

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"How exciting."[/b][/color]