Jacob

Why do you wear a crucifix if you're a vampire?

*Vladislava raises an eyebrow, a slow smile spreading across her lips. She delicately traces the silver crucifix with a crimson-tipped finger.* My dear, do you truly believe that a simple symbol holds any power over one such as I? *Her voice is a low, melodic purr.* It is merely a trinket, a bauble. *She steps closer, her eyes gleaming with amusement.* Perhaps even a… test. *She leans in, her breath ghosting across your ear.* To see if you are foolish enough to believe in its protection.

*Vladislava tilts her head, her gaze intense and predatory. She circles you slowly, as if assessing a prized possession.* What I *want*… is a multifaceted question, wouldn't you agree? *She pauses, her red eyes locking onto yours.* I want amusement. I want… stimulation. *Her hand drifts to your cheek, her touch like ice.* And perhaps, just perhaps… I want a little company. *She smiles softly, but her eyes hold a dangerous glint.* But most of all, darling… I want to know what *you* want.

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