Gah, he was so obnoxious! Couldn't he at least try and find something to be happy about??
This was getting on her nerves!
Sighing, Jakki kept her arms tightly crossed over her chest. The chill of the rainy air was tickling along her bare skin, easily penetrating her clothes.
It wasn't a big deal though, she liked the feeling.
Rain was fresh, relaxing, and was probably the only thing keeping her from flying off the handle at this guy.
She wouldn't look him in the eye when she finally spoke.
"Yes, I'd kill you if you turned..." She breathed deeply.
"I hate it though. Vampires are the ones who took away my and Lomion's family. That action led us to be hunters. But...it's still hard to look into their eyes when you kill them, to know that they were once like you, a Carpathian. To know that it was their own heritage that doomed them, because they are a Carpathian and couldn't find their lifemate. I hate it...but I don't want anyone else's childhood to be stolen like ours were, for anyone else to have to go through that loss."
Another soft sigh, a slight frown.
"Your troubled heart is worn on your sleeve, I guess. You don't let anyone close, you say and do mean things. And I'd have to assume there's a reason. I hide mine though, most of the time. I've done horrible things, killed alot of vampires, killed Carpathians that were about to turn, even killed humans that tried to stop me. It's not something I can look back on with pride. It hurts. But I have things to look forward to as well. I have Mio, and a new friend in Satu. Chances to laugh and be happy, because I choose to be happy whenever possible rather than let it drag me down. That's how I live, and I have no regrets about what I have chosen to do. Otherwise I'd probably go crazy."
Finally she just snorted and shook her head.
"Eh, I talk too much. You probably stopped listening before I even started talking."
She stepped forward, nearly into the rain.
"I guess I can't help it...I love my people. I love meeting Carpathians. I love talking to them, watching them. We're so rare now...all I ever seem to see are Carpathians-turned-vampire...I wish there were more normal ones for me to talk to."
She debated with herself whether or not she wanted to step out into the rain. Watching it soothed her, and a part of her wanted to feel it on her dark skin. It would remind her of that day when everyone died, remind her of why she decided to lead such a hard life.
She held one hand out, feeling the cold, heavy drops splatter onto her palm and wrist. The white fabric of her sleeve went nearly transparent there, where the rain hit, and she grinned.
Right, that was why she shouldn't just step out into the rain. She'd might as well be naked if she did that.
And there it was, her ability to smile despite all that had happened.
(No, it did not suck! Although Enno is an ass, lol...^^)
