AND I’M BORDERLINE BAD | OPEN, INTRODUCTION?

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Radeken earned a poisonous smile, something akin to wickedness igniting in Genevieve’s eyes. According to Margaery, this was the one that enabled Bastilleprisoner- the walking source of a good time. Her blood would make a fair trade off for whatever Rad might have to offer, she decided, ignoring the screams of protest that rose in the back of her mind from Margaery. Oh that was right... that silly bargain. Genny seriously doubted that Selene cared about where the vampires came from so long as they were made. If anything, Margaery should be thanking her for getting the job done. [color=#b14767]”I’m a vampire, sugar, normal doesn’t apply to me,” She finally responded, a casual shrug trailing her words. At least Radeken has the good sense o welcome her; everyone else just seemed so keen on getting Margaery back.

Her attention would fall away from the Halo in that moment, copper gaze landing upon first Gordon, and then Roy. The former seemed perturbed by her presence, and Genevieve couldn’t help but feel slightly satisfied that she had caused a mild deal of distress. Good. After everything that Margaery had done to her - placing every horrible memory and terrible deed on her like she was some sort of punching bag - her friends deserved to be made uncomfortable. The latter - Roy - only prompted a chuckle from her, the sound blunt and cold, completely unlike the tinkling warmth of Margaery’s own laugh. [color=#b14767]”She has friends? Doubtful,” Genny scoffed, shaking a head, [color=#b14768]”And I’m not ready to leave, I haven’t been around in ages.”

Rin’s silent arrival piqued her curiosity for only a minute. This one was a dear friend of Margaery’s and her obvious hostility only proved such. She’d keep a close eye on her, it was, after all, the quiet ones that would provide her with the most danger.

”Great.”

The word prompted her to look away, now-narrowed eyes focused on the one and only love of her life. She smiled, though there was nothing but thinly-veiled hate expressed on her face. Suiteheart... the one who replaced Aerona. [color=#b14767]”Give me Aerona and we won’t have an issue. I know she wants to speak to me. We’re two pieces of the same puzzle, you can’t keep her caged away for very long if I’m around,” She supplies effortlessly, flicking a tail. Sooner or later, Suite would break and she would have Aerona. She just needed to keep provoking her until that happened.