Enter Sandman || Maya

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Hush little baby, don't say a word
Never mind that noise you heard

It's just the beast under your bed
In your closet, in your head!

Meenah ran her fingers through her hair as she sat at the bar, her fingers playing along the rim of her glass as she sighed sharply. Just another dull boring day though she couldn't help but smile at memories that the snow brought her. Playing in it with Nik always seemed to bring a soft smile to her face, her messy curls fell over her shoulders. She was wearing a over-sized fuzzy blue sweater over blue jeans, playing with her horse shoe necklace as she sat there contemplating on what she wanted to do. Part of her wished to seek out Nikolai, see what he was up to. If he missed her and thought about her since they had been apart, and the other side of her. Well she wanted to explore more but she was certain she could get more exploration covered, but fact of the matter and point was is that she missed Nikolai. Perhaps at some point in time she would seek him out and reminisce old times while catching up.

She smiled softly as the thoughts progressed of her friendly lover, her fingers tapped along her glass before she quirked a slender blond brow over toward the swarming bodies as they danced to the hard rock that pulsed through the speakers. The scent of nicotine smoke and sweat poured through her senses as her sapphire blue eyes watched in intrigue before she scented the smell of a vampire and wrinkled her nose, scowling. Couldn't she go anywhere where the dead didn't crawl out of somebody's ass when they were unwanted. Chasing down her drink she sighed slowly as she listened to hard rock song. Tapping her fingers along the glass to the beat of the song as she chewed her bottom lip, she gestured for the bartender to fill her drink as she slowly got up. Giving the bartender a sweet smile she moved into the crowd, sipping her drink as she moved with the music before she caught the scent again and paused looking around. Ugh, this thing better not be watching her. She was not in the mood to talk to corpses tonight, as her blue eyes scanned the crowd her eyes fell upon the creature she was scenting and wrinkled her nose.

Losing her interest in dancing she moved back to the bar and sipped her drink, watching as others came by to get a drink before giggling merrily back to their friends. Listening to their chatter for a moment before her attention was drawn back to the sweet rot of the woman that she had seen in the crowd. She grew alarmed when she lost sight of the woman and chewed her bottom lip before she slowly slipped her hand into her pocket, pulling out her cellphone and moved through her contacts before she dialed a number. As the tone continued to buzz as she kept her eyes trained upon the crowd, when the person she tried to call did not answer she scowled and looked at her phone.

Low Battery

"We'll shit..." She muttered as she ran her fingers through her hair and sighed sharply, undoing her messy bone as she locked her iPhone and stuffed it back into her jeans as she brought her glass to her lips. Maybe if she was lucky the corpse wouldn't want to talk to her or strike any mutiny but Meenah always seemed to have that foul luck.




TAG:: Maya Valyntine
WORD COUNT:: 574
NOTES:: First post!! :3
SONG:: Enter Sandman || Metallica

[Maya Valyntine]

to be monumental

could mean the beyond

Maya loved causing chaos in a place she was most definitely not welcomed at. Her piercing blue gaze fell on each and every body within the club. God, she loved the fast life. It was incredible. The adrenaline, the sensuality, and the wild vibes that she felt off of everyone. A wicked smirk ripped across her blood-red lips as she hid among the shadows. There was once scent, out of everyone in the bar, that stood out. It smelled of wet dog, and that meant Werewolf. Fantastic. Looks like Miss. Valyntine's night was about to get even better. She finally pinpointed the blonde Were sitting at the bar, and she wasn't going to lose her target. Rising from her seat, she maneuvered through the crowd to the middle of the dance floor as the blond rose from her seat and walked in the same direction. Just as the wolf nearly landed eyes on her, Maya vanished out of her sight. Let the games begin.

There was nothing that escaped the young Bounty Hunter. She was incredibly good at her job, and she used those skills to fill her own amusement. The woman went back to the bar, making it quite obvious with her attitude that she knew Maya was there. An amused laugh left the Vampire's throat. Tossing her dark hair over her shoulder, she figured it was about time to make her appearance. She could hear her curse as her phone beeped with the notification that her battery was dying. Can't call backup now, sweetheart... Maya thought viciously. The Vampire slid smoothly and comfortably into the seat next to the Werewolf, tapping her hand on the bar and ordering herself a Skinny Girl Martini. She didn't even move her glassy eyes to the woman yet. Does my presence here bother you, dear? she said after taking a slow sip from the glass. Finally, she turned her lethal gaze onto the woman, her obsidian hued tresses dancing on her pale shoulders with each movement she made. I suggest not doing anything rash... You won't get anywhere with it. Plus, I'm not here to threaten you. Simply to enjoy myself. A slow, mocking smirk lit up her features.

Maya loved toying with Werewolves. They were so easy to anger and it just made Maya's night when they exploded. It was easy to do, and that was by far her favorite past time. Demon wasn't too fond of the fact that she loved angering them, but she didn't really care. If she wanted to piss off an entire pack, she would. She was fearless, and it sang through her aura. Nothing scared her, and she never felt fear in her life. Yes, she was young and not as powerful as she came across to be, but she knew her abilities and if things just got too out of hand, she would disappear. It was as simple as that.

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Hush little baby, don't say a word
Never mind that noise you heard

It's just the beast under your bed
In your closet, in your head!

The blond werewolf press the cool of the glass to her lips, enjoying the sweet yet bitter taste of the alcohol as it brushed down her throat in a soft yet smooth glide. Her blue eyes stared forward as she heard the parasite approach, mocking her by sitting beside her and ordering herself a drink. Causing Meenah to scoff at the vampire's words, before she tapped her fingers upon her glass of alcohol before her blue eyes flickered gold, before she gave her a grimacing smile. "No.... not at all" She spoke through her teeth. The stench of the corpse beside her was overwhelming, causing her to wrinkle her nose before she slowly turned to her. Resting her elbow on the counter as she stared the brunette down, cocking her head to the side as she gave her a snarky gaze.

"Don't you have something productive to do, like hang from a bellfry or raid Dracula's coffin then talk to me? As for me being rash, you are the one pretending not to threaten to where you are. So hope off that, fanger." She huffed as she chased down her drink and twisted around to glance at the people feeling the adrenaline rage through her veins before she gripped her glass slightly. She hated vampires, they smelt disgusting. Were unnatural to nature as well as an abomination upon society. They held no heartbeat, she doubted they lacked any form of soul, and they preyed upon the blood of the innocent and naive. Her jaw tightened much to her dismay as she watched the mortals pass on as if it was any other night. Whereas they didn't know nor pay heed of the creatures that settled at the bar. Her golden eyes slowly flicked toward the vampire, glass in hand, and moved away from the bar. She didn't have to stand for such insolence. She was probably older then the vampire herself and the vampire would be very imprudent to mock or try to anger an old werewolf. Or was she that daft and stupid to even try? Ah well, Meenah didn't even know the age of the vampire. So perhaps she was the same age, lesser or more. Meenah didn't know nor did she care. She just didn't want to smell her anymore, finding her way toward a different part of the bar she stood in the luminescence of the black light. Sipping her drink as she stared up at the light. Her white garments flickering white every time the light seemed the flicker passed upon her. Sighing softly her golden eyes glowered over in the direction the vampire was, her blond hair falling within her face. She brushed the strand of hair away before she sighed sharply.

Why was she avoiding the vampire? She was here first and like hell was she going to let some parasite think she had the upper hand when all Meenah wanted was to get away from the wench. Sighing at her stubborn pride she made her way back and sat back in her stool just to spite her and ordered the bartender to refill her glass. "Trust me, i'm going to need it and you're going to be thankful that i am drunk because i assure you i'm not heavenly when i'm pissed off." She gave the vampire a stare as she said that. The bartender laughed before gently handing her refill. Smirking kindly at the bartender, the smile bled away as she sipped her drink as she stared at the vampire. Just daring her to try.




TAG:: Maya Valyntine
WORD COUNT:: 600
NOTES:: Sorry for the wait
SONG:: Summer Time Sadness || Lana Del Rey

[Maya Valyntine]

to be monumental

could mean the beyond

The fact that her presence was causing this Werewolf so much grief amused her so very much. Her icy eyes danced as she took a sip of her drink. No... Not at all. the were snapped in returned. Maya snickered, her full, red lips pulling up over her slightly pointed teeth. Don't make it so obvious... Maya muttered, pushing her dark hair out of her face. If this wolf thought that Maya smelt bad, if only she could get a whiff of herself. The Vampire didn't make such a dramatic show of it though. She found it somewhat childish.

Don't you have something productive to do, like hang from a belfry or raid Dracula's coffin than talk to me? As for me being rash, you are the one pretending not to threaten where you are. So hop off that, fanger. Maya burst out laughing, nearly choking on her drink. She shook her head, causing her dark waves to bounce around her face. Let us get one thing straight, mutt. You should be glad I am not being productive. My idea of staying busy doesn't exactly end well for any type of species, even my own. Humans are an easy target, but I do enjoy the taste of a wolf every once in a a while. she ran her tongue over her lips just to emphasize it. Maya pulled the olive out of her drink as the Werewolf left her seat and walked away. Pulling it off of the toothpick with her teeth, so not to mess up her lipstick, she chewed on it, simply listening. Her vicious eyes never once turned to watch the drama queen, but she could feel her watching. Did she really pose that much of a threat to the blond? A slow smile laced her lips. Good... You should know when you're in the presence of a threat. No, Maya wasn't very old, but she was a trained killer; and boy, was she good at what she did. She held the skills of trained assassins, even more enhanced by her Vampiric abilities and doubled speed. This wolf did not know who she was in association with.

Maya rolled her eyes when the Werewolf reclaimed her seat next to her like she was trying to mark her territory. No, she had already broken once and walked away. At first, she thought that maybe this Werewolf had a spine, but now... she could see that her backbone was flimsy. She was indecisive and dramatic and acted on her feelings. Yes, maybe she was slightly intoxicated, but that didn't make a difference. Maya found her to be more and more pathetic with each passing second and had no fear of her; nor felt the need to worry about her at all. Trust me, I'm going to need it and you should be thankful that I am drunk because I assure you I'm not heavenly when I'm pissed off. Maya turned her eyes lazily to her. Her mouth was really, really beginning to get annoying. You are all bark and no bite, and you are beginning to get on my nerves. So please, if you want to continue acting like a hardass, show me something because I'm getting bored with you. and a bored Maya was not a sane Maya.

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made by Δ ashy of caution & shine

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Hush little baby, don't say a word
Never mind that noise you heard

It's just the beast under your bed
In your closet, in your head!

Ugh didn't the vampire see that she was not interested in talking to her? Meenah was a proud old werewolf, she didn't back down from anyone or anything. Sighing she wrinkled her nose as she looked down to her amber colored drink before she quirked a brow at her annoyance for the night. "I'm not making anything obvious, parasite. Seems you suck at reading expressions and body languages, but that shouldn't be a bother right?" She asked cocking her head to the side as she watched the vampire. Her blond hair slipping within her face slightly for a moment before she snorted with a light roll of her eyes and shrugged lightly as she sipped her drink.

" You are all bark and no bite, and you are beginning to get on my nerves. So please, if you want to continue acting like a hardass, show me something because I'm getting bored with you." Meenah rolled her eyes at the vampire's "threat" before she looked at her dully as she leaned forward, swishing her drink around. "Glad the feeling's mutual, parasite. I don't have to act like anything other then who i am, after all i don't fake it in order to fit in my surroundings. You're kind is the one that is boring, seeing over the centuries you are all the same. Attacking the innocent, blending into your enviroment to pretend something you're not. You sure you're a bombshell as you portray yourself to be? Or are  you really just a fugly whore that doesn't know which end to suck? I'm going to go with the latter, now if you excuse me this drink is calling my name." She gave a wry grin, she didn't care if this vampire got a problem with who she was. Hell Meenah really didn't care, why should she? She was a werewolf and one nick to the skin and could be fatal. maybe.

Shrugging off the presence of the foul being she sipped her drink, tapping her fingers to the music beating through the stereo sound system. Her blue eyes flicked toward her surroundings, watching as men and women danced against each other. A few same sex couples as well, my the times were changing. She loved changed, it was a symbol of hope for the mortal race that they could prosper without religion or the government faction getting involved. She hated how society was however, telling women to look a different way. How men should treat them, disgusting. Back in her day women were bred to be equal to men, especially in the pack she was born into before she went her own way. Screw society. But she couldn't help but be a little bit racist, after all there was a corpse sitting beside her stinking up the bar. Nasty parasite.



TAG:: Maya Valyntine
WORD COUNT:: 468
NOTES:: i apologize for the massive wait :/
SONG:: Enter Sandman || Metallica