Post by Scy Noble on Dec 31, 2015 17:09:11 GMT -6
Walking through the sliding doors. Murmurs could be heard instantly. People dressed in different colored scrubs walked around checking on patients lying down in on what seemed to be comfortable beds. Some patients had their little flat screen televisions on in order to pass the time while they gave blood to the hospital. The Blood Bank smelled sterile chemicals along with a colorful mixture of human odor. Then there was a copper, metallic smell in the air that stood out above the rest. The smell of blood. Most people go about their lives never knowing the smell of blood. Or, that blood has a smell at all. But, most know the taste of it. A lot of people dislike the taste of the warm penny flavour of blood. But, to those that live off of the human life source. It’s heavenly, and comes in many flavours.
People and personnel in the Blood Bank noticed the woman that had came through the front doors. Kind of hard not too. She wore black skinny jeans with purple stilettos, her top was a purple corset with a black flower mesh pattern with straps. Dangling from her ears were silver chandelier earrings. Around her left wrist, three silver slender bangles. The five’seven olive-ish skinned woman was beginning to get some stares as she walked door the halls. Her heels making a clack, clack sound that seemed to echo forever. When she finally found the person who she came to see. She walked over to the counter, turned to face outward, laying her elbows to rest on the counter top. She looked at the man and smiled. The man she was smiling at was a caucasian with brown short hair who looked very annoyed now as he looked from the chart in his hand. ”What do you want, Lady Scy?” The woman sighed, the smiling leaving her face turning into a wicked smirk. ”Well, why else would I be here. Now. At this time, Blake?” The man sighed deeply, ”I told them their shipment would be pushed back a week.” Pushing off the counter and facing the man with her body. Scy moved her left hand through her angler bob brown hair with short bangs. As she did so her silver bangles clinged together. She sized the man up and waved her left finger at him and made the tsk, tsk sound. ”Speaking like that is a good way for you to become dried long pig, Blake.” The man took a step back from Scy showing a grim expression. Making Scy’s wicked smile raise more. The people around in passing only took notice of Scy’s clothes and kept walking. Blake cleared his throat, ”There is nothing I can do, Lady Scy. I apologize. We are not stocked for the required amount the shipment needs. They will have to wait a week.” Scy’s smirk left her as she walked toward Blake. She outstretched her arms and wrapped them around his neck loosely in a hug. The man became rigid as Scy embraced him. Whispering softly in the man’s right ear, ”Maybe I should slaughter everyone in here in order to make the shipment. Or, maybe that lovely blonde girlfriend of your’s.” Blake moved away, breaking the loose hug he was in. ”That won’t be necessary. They will have it tonight around midnight. Please, come by then.”
Scy crosses her arms, her expression looked hurt. And, very loudly, ”Fine, you can have your little side dish! Just hope she is into bdsm like you. All the weird crap I did just to make you happy. And, this is how you treat me!?” Blake took a step back and then lounged forward at Scy trying and failing to stop her words. ”Okay you she demon. Hold on while I get the shipment.” Scy smiling again tilted her head slightly, ”There, was that hard.” Blake mumbled something. Scy heard him loud and clear, but ignored his words as she watched him turn and walk off from her. She leaned against the counter top again, sighing happily about a job well done. Her expression showed a face of calm now as she watched the human slowly dart around the Blood Bank.