Static Chaos

[LittleDeadGrrl]

Alice Obertus

-Talking to the dead is easy. Getting an answer, now that's the hard part-

-The Malkavian sat on the couch staring at the TV as she flipped through the channels relentlessly. She had a habit of waking an hour before the others so they always found her quietly moving through the haven, quietly rearranging, perhaps countless times, the same damn things. Now, the static gray dots formed in front of her and if she focused hard enough she could see the patterns. The patterns within the chaotic madness. Was Marius inside of those static lines, where was her sire? She’d awoken one night and he was gone. He’d left her alone but no, that wasn’t true, she was never alone, she could always hear them, if she shut out the world, softly garbled words dancing on the cobweb.-

-New Orleans sprawled before her. On the TV the sun shined through in ways she couldn't quiet make out anymore. Bodies flayed and danced while maggots came to the surface. No, not maggots, sheep, dirty freaking sheep. Christianity, what a filthy religion to have taught so many false prophesies. The meek shall inherit the earth? Untrue! Untrue! Evolution is the key and as Homo habilis become homo sapien so too shall homo sapien become homo obertus. Oh yes, she knows of her family's deepest darkest secret, that which they hide form the Tzimisce overlords on pain of death. She knew all those little secrets and she kept them safe should they refuse her when the time comes.-

-For now, they are as safe as she is, but a back up plan is always advisable. Her pack is still sleeping, how easy she could stake them, burn them, the chaos would be beautiful but no the haven is sacred, it must be kept in order and the smell of burnt flesh is so difficult to clean. Out there, yes, out there she can unleash her madness. A slow ill fitting smirk graces dark red lips as she traces her tongue across her fangs. Out there she can bestow a kiss of clarity on the world. Here, everything must be kept in order. Head tilted down she brushed a few errants strands of hair. She feels something close, a flash, but he's gone ... -

-Marius, where are you?-

-He's close ... -

-He doesn't forgive, you bastard!-

-He'll never forgive me .. -

-Marius ... -

-Marius ... answer me ... -

-please ... -

-Fuck ... -

-He doesn't answer, he never answers, maybe he's dead and that's why he can't answer. Alice sighs as she licks her lips and blinks for the first time in hours. She shivers. Had she been asleep? No, the TV is still on but she feels exhaustion mar her body. She hadn't sleep, she'd stayed awake throughout the day and now night has fallen. Shaking the loss of so many hours she flips the useless thing off and rises. The others stir near by ... it's all just begun hasn't it ... -