5. FEAST

[hismasterpiece]

[Voice]

Hallo, pretty New Feathers! I am hosting a feast. A feast by the lake to the West.

[Not the southern lake -- she needs to keep certain peoples' attention away from the lonely house she inhabits there.]

You are all invited! I have prepared something for you. It tastes of mint and chicory and iron! Yarrow and tansy! It will make you stronger.


Come.

[/Voice]

[Action]

Drusilla will be stalking about the woods as usual, eager to assist anyone who HASN'T heeded her invitation.

There is a cage waiting there, hidden under the trees. It is large enough to house a full-grown adult human.

It tastes of mint and iron.

[/Action]

Comments

[quicktoanger]

"Uh, well, it's just something I've always wondered about. Vampires... you guys can sleep, right?"

As I spoke, I started gathering my power.

[hismasterpiece]

"Sleep?" She took a step or two back, considering. Sleep was that pleasant thing one did when one's stomach was full and the sun was on the rise. "We do. We do sleep."

Certainly they did not NEED sleep the way living, breathing people did. But sometimes it served to pass the time.

[quicktoanger]

"Oh, good."

And without bothering to explain, I placed a hand on either side of her face, met her eyes- with no nagging threat of a soulgaze, thanks to her not having a soul- and murmured,

"Dorme. Dorme."

As I spoke, I laced my power into the words, willing her to sink into a dreamless sleep.

[hismasterpiece]

Any mental struggle or fighting against that spell was rather token; Drusilla was too captivated by being herself the subject of a spell that was nearly sister to her own hypnotic powers.

Her lips quirked into a lovely smile, with just that darling and perfectly human-looking overbite showing before her slight figure slumped forward into the man who'd overcome her.

AND WRAP.

[quicktoanger]

Well, that had worked better than anticipated.

Fortunately, I already had anticipated this as a possible end-result for tonight, and also fortunately, she was light. Some well-applied rope and a loose veil held over us- I'm not that great at veils, but it was dark and fairly deserted out, so even the shoddy veil kept us hidden- and I was able to get her back home pretty quickly. The spare chair in my extra room and the ropes tying her to it were strong enough that I didn't think she'd be able to break them when she woke up, but I set a ward at the door just in case. I'd know if she opened the door.

Now for the research.