A gentleman, no...not necessarily. She just wanted someone who could give her one good, wonderful moment in time--unblemished, real, and hers.
She was thankful that he didn't really follow, because she wanted to turn and rip his head off his shoulders right then. At his words, she turned toward him. almost opening up and going off on him in front of all of Fangtasia. She was angry, and sad, and annoyed right then and he was a good target currently. Someone to open up on, and just let him know that he was a complete ass at that moment in time. She wouldn't even look at him as she stood there with her arms folded under her breasts, head turned from him, angry expression gracing her features. "What is it to ya, huh? Plan on makin' some kinda remark about it too? Gonna make fun of me 'bout it?"
Because, truth be told he being kidnapped and turned into a vampire as a punishment for Bill, who basically acted like she didn't exist was bad--just as bad as the life she lived before being turned into a vamp was for her. The life of a person that constantly got beaten, berated, and treated like complete dirt by her dad, who didn't have a mother to stick up for her, and who had a little sister that she couldn't take care of while she was alive because she couldn't take care of herself at the time either. And there was so much more to do with religion, and how her father viewed the people he was meant to take care of along with his religious life and so much else going on with her dad. Then once dead, no one wanted her around, nor did anyone treat her with much respect, or caring. It had seemed like a lose/lose situation for her up until just recently when something changed with Bill. So. that last sentence that was said to Wylie was almost too soft to be heard, a little sadly, and it was laced with a million different emotions that she was unsure about sharing with the world around her! She turned her face away from him, but kept side eyeing him in order to try to check out his reactions. Then she looked down to the ground, and her nails as if she were contemplating something very important. Sneaking looks here and there to just see his face.
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Date: 2011-10-14 07:21 am (UTC)She was thankful that he didn't really follow, because she wanted to turn and rip his head off his shoulders right then. At his words, she turned toward him. almost opening up and going off on him in front of all of Fangtasia. She was angry, and sad, and annoyed right then and he was a good target currently. Someone to open up on, and just let him know that he was a complete ass at that moment in time. She wouldn't even look at him as she stood there with her arms folded under her breasts, head turned from him, angry expression gracing her features. "What is it to ya, huh? Plan on makin' some kinda remark about it too? Gonna make fun of me 'bout it?"
Because, truth be told he being kidnapped and turned into a vampire as a punishment for Bill, who basically acted like she didn't exist was bad--just as bad as the life she lived before being turned into a vamp was for her. The life of a person that constantly got beaten, berated, and treated like complete dirt by her dad, who didn't have a mother to stick up for her, and who had a little sister that she couldn't take care of while she was alive because she couldn't take care of herself at the time either. And there was so much more to do with religion, and how her father viewed the people he was meant to take care of along with his religious life and so much else going on with her dad. Then once dead, no one wanted her around, nor did anyone treat her with much respect, or caring. It had seemed like a lose/lose situation for her up until just recently when something changed with Bill. So. that last sentence that was said to Wylie was almost too soft to be heard, a little sadly, and it was laced with a million different emotions that she was unsure about sharing with the world around her! She turned her face away from him, but kept side eyeing him in order to try to check out his reactions. Then she looked down to the ground, and her nails as if she were contemplating something very important. Sneaking looks here and there to just see his face.