Costin Andrei
The vampire blinked and her vision suddenly split as her entire body was launched back into the chimney. Tch! Damn, her brain just got scrambled again. This was rude, and started to literally get on her nerves. Heh...that wasn't funny... She limped and twisted her neck around to stretch her strained muscles. Gah, what a bother, she didn't even have the strength to laugh about this anymore.
She jumped down the roof with the machete still sticking out of her head and followed along nonchalantly, though for the first time she was frowning.
When she saw what her prey had become at the hands of her killer, the monster sighed and for the first time looked irritated. She was the prey she had chosen, and as mangled as her body was, the pure and beautiful murder was nothing more than a loveless act to her.
She had simple tastes, she simply couldn't love something without breaking it first. Object without cracks or wounds had no value to her, they might as well not exist. But there was no point if she wasn't the one able to express that messy, vulgar and unadulterated love.
"Man, did you really have to kill her? What a waste..." She groaned before stomping on the girl's skull like it was an egg. She had absolutely lost interest at this point, but meat was meat. Without much care she just picked up the broken ragdoll of a corpse and ate it whole from its hair to its flesh to its bones.
"Yknow, I'm starting to get real tired of your bullshit. Just because I won't die from it doesn't mean it can't hurt like a bitch! At this point I might just actually kick the bucket, don't be a moron." She said casually with a derisive snort, her face more of a bored grimace without any of the earlier mad joy.
Suddenly, she was pointing an accusatory finger at the killer. Well, it wasn't hers, but that girl's, she was just holding the leftover arm like a stick.
"I like you, but you can't keep doing this! This relationship is wayyy too one sided, even a brat like you should be able to figure out there's something pretty fucked up with stabbing your own gf for having fun. Are you like, actually crazy or something?" She asked Jasey, sorta kinda concerned, then she ripped the machete off her skull and waved it around like a toy.
"I mean, if you want I can just stab you. You want me to stab you, huh? Do you think it would be funny if i just started knifing you at every opportunity? You got a jam a knife inside every cute girl around fetish going on? I mean, I do, but I also wouldn't keep you from knifing me! Toootally different."