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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4899188" data-attributes="member: 79171">[sblock=Dream Sequence]It was dark and Mindy was there. In all her red-headed, Texan glory. Smiling. Laughing. Joking. But it was just dark. No place. No setting. Just matte blackness.Clover sat with Mindy, a blank look on her face. They sat on stools. Like two puppets in a play. One disgustingly animated and bubbly. The other limp and dead looking. And darkness.Clover didn't covet her.This girl held no interest for her. But her instincts... Vampire? Ventrue? Who knew? They were taking over. Telling her to go in for the kill.Not a real kill. A mental one.Kill Mindy's mind.Mindy continued to laugh and smile and joke when Clover found herself holding up her hand. Feign Jedi mind trick. She spread her fingers out, as though grabbing for Mindy's face. They were covered in blood. Clover heard her own Commanding words as though from a distant source. The puppeteer."Drink my blood."Mindy stopped speaking and Clover saw her eyes darken. Not mirrors, now. Dull orbs. Her outstretched hand, still pointed at Mindy's face, began to leak blood. She wasn't sure from where. But Mindy obliged. In a stupor, she grabbed Clover's hand and went in for the taste...[/sblock]Clover found herself rising from her dream quickly, and she was surprised to see that it was 5pm and that the sun was only just setting. The room was deathly quiet (no breathing) and she was happy to see that Koln and Ruby were still asleep. She hadn't wanted to face them, anyway. But the dream still rang in her mind. She had been thinking of it since Tony had mentioned how to subdue others through blood. It sickened her to think of doing it, but the fact was that having Mindy as her--she wouldn't say slave!--"helper" would be quite useful. Especially with the recent bank business they were asked to embark on.But she couldn't stomach the idea of having Mindy take her blood directly. As Clover rose and dressed, she thought about it until she had her plan. How she could subdue Mindy without feeling as bad. She reached under her bed, past the sleeping Koln and found the cool glass of a bottle of vintage red wine. Walking to the bathroom, she locked herself in a shower stall as she poured out half the bottle, then took a razor blade she had grabbed from her desk out and held up her wrist.She hoped this would work the way she was thinking!Clover barely flinched as she pressed the blade into her skin, finding a vein and digging deep until her own blood flowed freely. She was surprised at its redness. As she watched it drip fast towards the drain beneath her feet, she had a momentary vision--consideration--of letting it continue to flow until it was gone. Until she had passed on. Koln would never forgive her.Continuing with her plan, she held up the wine bottle and placed her wrist over the mouth of it, watching her blood pour inside. She flexed her hand, giving her a rush as she lost too much at once. It was somehow satisfying.When there was enough to look like she had already taken a sip of the bottle and the bottle was nearly full, she withdrew her arm and began to suck on the wound, finding that it healed quickly. She corked the bottle.'Don't think about Mindy anymore. Just think about your goal.'She pushed all thoughts from her mind as she returned to her room for two wine glasses and soon found herself knocking at Mindy's door.</blockquote>

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