All these people fussing about things.
Sounds like it feels pretty good -he grins- We should celebrate.
I think we should celebrate, I'm in a party mood.

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All these people fussing about things.
Sounds like it feels pretty good -he grins- We should celebrate.
I think we should celebrate, I'm in a party mood.
Why is it like this?
Tell me about it.
All these people fussing about things.
Just turn it off like me, and life is much simpler. *Smiles and sips Vodka*
-grins- you turned it off? That’s hot. How do you feel? I think I might have missed you.
How do I feel? Well, technically nothing, but it's like freedom. *Steps closer* I might have missed you too.
All these people fussing about things.
I’m sure you do that’s why you aren’t listening and doing the complete opposite of what I say
Why do you care anyways?
She scoffed before folding her arms and turning to Emilia. “You don’t feel better, you don’t feel anything. You just took the easy way out and one day it’ll find it’s way back to you and all come rushing back in and it will kill you inside.”
"Do you know how much I've suffered?" She asked, not really expecting an answer. "I've lost everything. The only people who still care are you, and maybe Calla, but I'm not sure anymore." She looked down for a moment, then met the girls gaze. "When my friend died, I didn't know what to do, she had been my only friend for so long.
All these people fussing about things.
*Sighs* Don't take it personally Damon, I appreciate the help.
All these people fussing about things.
You know turning it off is only a temporary fix. If you don’t turn it back on willingly it will all come flooding back when you least expect it
*Rolls eyes* That's unfortunate, but for right now, it's off. It's going to stay off too.
“Does Vince know?” Claire asked, full well knowing Vince was a soft spot for Em, even if she had no humanity. Even though there was somewhat some progress, just a little, with Claire and Vince, she knew it wasn’t about her, it was about helping Emilia. She tucked a lock of hair behind her ears, musing for a moment. “I’m sure he won’t be too happy.”
She raised her eyes once again. "No. He doesn't know yet." She then ghosted over to Claire. "Don't tell him then, we don't need him going insane on me right when I feel better." She compelled a human to move over, and she sat next to Claire. "I'm not coming back. It'll never be the same."
Veins. || Claire & Emilia.
"Oh yeah, I forgot, big bad, vampire now.” Claire licked her lips before sitting down on Em’s sofa. “Someone’s hungry.” She commented noticing Emilia had made her way to the next person, causing them to faint. “Why did you do it, Em? Turn it off..”
She looked over at the girl. "I turned it off because I was tired." She said drinking from another person. She knew that if anyone were to make her want to turn it back on, it would be Claire, or Vince. Only those two. She didn't want to discuss it with Claire, or she might give in.
I leave... Then come back.
-Raises an eyebrow.- Well look who it is. I see you’re finally talking to me.
*Sips Vodka* Yeah, I am.
All these people fussing about things.
I’m sure you are miss. So what pushed you over the edge to turn it all off?
Just some people......They don't matter right now.
All these people fussing about things.
I just didn’t see it in a girl like you… You don’t strike me as the heartless non caring type
I'm full of surprises, Mr. Salvatore.
Veins. || Claire & Emilia.
Claire observed for a moment, watching Emilia drink the woman’s blood, shamelessly. “Christ almightly.” She muttered under her breath before ghosting in front of one of the men, repeating the same thing Emilia had, before piercing his neck with her fangs, closing her eyes as she fed. She pulled away, wiping her mouth, making sure she hadn’t drank too much; she wasn’t going back to the “kill everything you eat” phase. “Have you heard Vince is back in town?” Claire turned to Em, raising her eyebrows.
When Emilia heard the girl's sentence, she lifted her head from the limp woman's neck. She wasn't dead, she just fainted. The veins under her eyes were still out, and her eyes had turned a reddish color. "Oh, really? Good for him." She then went to the next man, compelling him the same way he had the woman, and she sunk her fangs into his warm flesh. The blood trickled down her throat, a warm, thick liquid. She smirked as she drank, he started to faint, and she pulled away again. "I don't care about him. I don't care about anything. Remember?"
All these people fussing about things.
Turn what off? Your humanity? You turned it off?
Yes. I did.
Veins. || Claire & Emilia.
Claire raked a hand through her mass of curls before entering Emilia’s house, instantly smelling the blood in the front room. “Right, I’m here.” Claire spoke as she strolled into her living room, instantly spotting the small kid. “Emilia, not kids. Not ever. Okay?” She rolled her eyes before staring at Emilia, raising her eyebrows, before ghosting over to the kid, compelling him. “Forget this happened. And run home.”
She grabbed the kid by the arm before he could leave, and compelled him. "Go into the kitchen and eat whatever you want, don't pay attention to what's happening in here." With that, the child headed into the kitchen, and began eating Oreos. "I wasn't going to eat him, just leave him here until I was done with his parents." She then ghosted over to the first woman, and looked her in the eyes. "Don't scream, this won't hurt." She bit into the woman's neck, drinking in her blood. It tasted delicious, so she knew it was her favorite. Man she loved the blood type O. Little did Claire know, Emilia could be a ripper if she drank to much. Not like Emilia cared if any of the people died.
All these people fussing about things.
You’ve turned it off?
Yes, I have. Why do you seem so surprised?
All these people fussing about things.
Just turn it off like me, and life is much simpler. *Smiles and sips Vodka*