I will haunt you in your sleep. - For Lestat
This was why she was so irresistible to me. Her ferocity reminded me of a fire long forgotten, one of my own. She would deny herself of so much for her convictions alone, I wondered what it would take for her to abandon them.
And she was partially right. Certainly I had a difficult time getting my mind off of her at times. The way she could tell you exactly what she needed with a single glance was alluring to me, the way she held power over a being almost as powerful as myseld.
I'm afraid I could be accused of having a type.
I wanted to make her abandon those precious convictions and let her live a little. But she was quite the pursuit.
I reached for her, impressed that she did not flinch, and took the cross at her neck betwren my fingers. This symbol of her devotion to an impotent force held so much for us both. I wanted to rip it, to throw it into the fire and make her want me.
But you don't get a masterpiece overnight. I've learned that much.
"And I will haunt you while you wake." I murmur, employing what I knew was a honeyed tone to draw her attention to me, to my eyes. And thrill ran through me as her cold gaze met my own, and again I was reminded of why she controlled Alucard.
She was not so much different from us at the end of the day. It doesn't take long for aggressive mimicry to become part of the prey that employs it.
She could be as much of a monster as we were.
