Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Chapter 43: Musings and Pendant of sapphire

Sep 3

I am amused by Bianca’s wit and childlike qualities, reminds me so much when I was a kid. Always wondered why the world was like that and so on…. I showed her my coffin. She thought it was airtight and very uncomfortable. When we met, she kept thinking I was a fiend, a nightmarish one! I might be dangerous due to my unique preternatural senses. I reckon you would know me as harmless, badtempered and irritating!

I am so afraid I may restrict her too tightly. A bird is free, a free soul. I almost forget sometimes. And I was hoping someone other than my own race, will sleep beside me in the coffin. Sadly, Bianca asked to be let out in half an hour. I will never hurt her!

Now is almost dawn. I remember the sunrise in my home country. I watched it with Rowan. I miss her dearly. She writes to me sometimes. I guard those in a secret compartment.

I watched sunrise here too. I did not leave, letting the scorching go right into my body. The orange was gradual and melted into the lightening sky. The heat and tears rushed from my eyes. My legs were wobbly and I felt dizzy with the entire sensation! It was like an eternity rushing back. Gosh time flies.

I am going to sleep now. Night!

Sep 10

I stayed home tonight to watch the Oprah Winfrey. It’s all about interviews. She talked to the Blue. I kind of like their songs. They have a mix of races. I like classical and rock much more than the new genres. I dislike techno. I don’t understand why those teens have their volumes turned up so loud! Ow. I must not keep looking around for the source of the sound.

Daniel thinks playing classical on an MP3 while gunning down people is funny. That is sick. I was so pissed at him. He has taken on this habit himself and influenced his new gang.

Sep 16

What does my heart say? I was saddened by what one guy said about vampires and monstrums, cold and unfeeling ruthless things. Pain and remorse and regret are the most acute sensations I have witnessed and I am not a cold being. I am hot. I thought of a nun who saved my life. I was running a dangerous high fever. When I returned to Peru to see her, she denied me entry. She had made me promise to return to her. But mortals forget.

Since this is supposed to be happy, I shall not say any more sad things. My moods rise and fall accordingly. Highstrung. Dunno if it is Briton or American? Je ne highstrung! Haha, like the image of a violin pulled to its maximum tension. I fall down hard and still feel bitter about betrayal. I suffer the worst of all shit you know?

Sep 30

I want to talk about my brother Quin. Technically he isn’t my real brother, but I always feel protective of him. He first approached me for help those years ago to fight the evil spirit of his brother Goblin. It is a doppelganger.

A wonderful storyteller… you would almost think he was weaving a fiction story! I am his greatest fan, and I hope you would be. Bianca, give the long stories a chance alright? Promise me. In my heart, though of course I must save my face, Quinn is a no. 1!! Cheers.

Those sexy violet eyes deeper than mine, dark curly hair and a solid voice which makes Quinn more mature than he already looks. I can’t look at him without dizziness. He is innocent always, except that he killed Patsy, shy but not as bad as Lo and possessive of his loved ones. I can’t take him away sadly.

*******

I stopped yawning. The said guy, Quinn, was seated with long legs crossed, orange polo shirt. Louis was insistent on standing and added a small comment. Lestat laughed so much. I was glad. He’d been gaunt and weary when the relapse hit him .

Now he was discussing a movie he disliked. “Flying here… next moment, osh! And whatever it is, we’re already in. I was thinking huh?” Stat leaned back and picture drew something in the air.

“I think it was awesome. The science need not be solid,” Quinn replied smiling. He took Lestat’s hand. Stat quieted and sighed.

“Confusing. What shall we have for dinner?”he murmured coyly. Quinn saw me standing in the kitchen.

“Join us. Want to sleep already?”

“Yea.” Louis thumbed upstairs. I hugged the prince. He rubbed my back a little in response and kissed my forehead.

Lestat talked quickly, “Mind a low mattress? There’s no bed yet curtains are there. draw them up, ok? I’ll go prepare.”

Louis had made me a hot mug of horlicks. I thanked him.

Quinn took my chair inside my room. Lestat returned with a disappointed face. We burst out laughing.

“Bro, the spare room’s a mess. Bianca, could you let him sleep with you? The mattress is here.” He held out the thing apologetically.

I said ok.

“No problem Boss. I’ll handle it. You go and lie down,”Q told him, taking over. Stat glanced at him and sent him a flare-signal that he felt fine. He hovered in the doorway for a while. Quinn dusted out the mattress first, then laid it out on the floor beside my bed.

“How long will you be here? Please don’t go yet,” Lestat asked, creasing his brow. He had been whiny after Gabrielle left us.

“A couple of days. I think I want to sleep a while before we go cuisining together. Okay, Louis?”

I sipped the hot drink. Then realized that I would be home alone.“Do you guys hafta go together? But I’m alone.”

Lestat closed his eyes. Louis gasped. We thought he’d conk out. He blinked slowly.

“I really have to feed tonight. I don’t mind being alone,”Stat told us calmly. He turned around and I felt his aura fade. On the way to the central district full of festivities.

Louis glanced at Quinn. I lay down. “Louis, come here. Talk to us,” Quinn spoke aloud.

‘What were you saying?” I wondered.

“One of us has to go find him when he’s late. I’m worried,” Louis replied. His green pupils inflated. “I want to go. But he… might not like it. Quinn, I’m so glad you’re here. He listens to you more.”

I thought of the obstinate marquis. Yea he had a point. The right thing. “Q, you go then. After say, 10 minutes.”

Quinn laughed, tossing his dark curls. He had this naughty stare, sly sidelong glance at Louis. “Oh who’s in love? I had better not, coz Boss gets uptight about his abilities. He does scold me you know. Just, not strictly.”

Louis went red and sat down in the armchair opposite my mirror. My room was rearranged again, blue walls, nil carpet, a couple of pics of myself and my trophies. I’m proud of my records in marathons and mountain climbing. It took a really long time to convince any of my guardians to sign the form! I had said I could fly if I fell but they still worried. Not fair, Stat won’t allow us to worry about him.

He looked at his watch. I can’t believe he wants that when I have a clock beside me!

“Okay 4 more minutes. Did you get my last email?”

“Did I? You’re a wonderful correspondent. I can rest for a month! So happy for that. Otherwise I will faint from exhaustion. Bianca you didn’t say a word.”

‘Hmm?” I asked, feeling his breath on my forehead. I love those violets. Violet is a sign that he has the yinyang yan, the Special Ghost sight. It spooked my bro off.

“What you plan to do when you are big? I mean, not fat of course.”

“I dunno, man. I haven’t thought of it, definitely not a studious one.” I slew my throat with my finger. The vampires grinned. Louis had cheered up.

“I think I want to defer for a bit. Hopefully see the world. and I want to find a hawk or eagle who’s like me.”

“Not bad. Those are better than economist, or plantation owner like me. It was so boring but I did it automatically,” the older vamp said.

Quinn nodded. He folded his arms. “Good luck. I found my love when I was just fifteen.” He had this faraway dreamy gaze.

I got thrilled. Louis shot me a warning thought oi. Don’t be so naughty. You don’t read his book!

“Tell me tell me. Howdidyoumeet mona? Woo!”

Quinn pressed my head. “Read the book. My bio.”

He seemed a bit appalled I had not read much. Amusing eh? But I feel bored when I read too much detail into the book. The Noble prince has learnt to type since he was five, hence his love for PCs. He skilfuly opened a few tabs of Mozilla and typed so fast his hands were a blur. He clicked Send. I gaped.

He laughed. “Not a problem. All these are simple.”

Lestat was back when Louis set out to find him. They bumped into each other. “Hello. Where’re you going?”

“To see you, if…”

The blond’s large pupils became narrowed. But he hooked an arm about Louis and leaned his head against Louis’. ‘Hey let’s paint nails. I want sparkly blue.”

I obliged. “Sir which hand? Be comfortable.”

Stat rested his left hand on a cloth at my mirror. I set to apply the first layer. We asked the rest to play too. Quinn was grumbling, “Boss and you don’t want to play the internet. This is girly.”

Louis burst into mirth. We all laughed. Lestat pretended to swoon like a woman.

Birthstone special

The previous time, I had promised to buy birthstones. We went out on June 16. Our birthdays aren’t that early, Nov and Dec but there is a special catalogue now. “Scorpio… let’s see,” the woman murmured.

Her name is Sharon, a practical business woman. But nice, her brain is so analytically customer oriented, the vampire said in humor.

Yea. Stat was impatient to get going and did not want to buy. But I dragged him in here. C’mon, be more excited.are you mad?

No no, haha. I just hafta try being patient ma cherie. baby! He squealed.

The woman returned with a silk sapphire pendant on a nice gold chain. The blondie shot her the most powerful knockout grin. He took out some of the money I’d insisted on giving to pay. “Keep the change. Thank you. Can I have a little box?”

“Ooh. The box, any kind? I have round, square ones and so on.”

I nodded to ‘any one’ since Princie gave no response. He was already hooked on the array of transparency and colors on the jewel.

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