Welcome to Gaia! ::

Elle waited patiently at the door as the humans filed through, a little uneasy with how quickly the other male seemed to happen upon her home. No one ever really found the house, maybe three humans a year stumbled upon it and decided to try and break in only to find Elle and the others. It wasn’t really a common thing. Once everyone had filed in Elle closed the door and shivered, her wet clothes clinging to her body. “I do hope that some of your clothes made it but of course if not we have a dryer, I can toss some clothes in there and have dry clothes for everyone in no time.”

It took about thirty seconds before her eyes landed on the mud prints and Radomira’s voice sounded behind her and she blew out a small bit of air, trying to talk herself down. That was her biggest rule, the house was clean. 24/7 clean, all of the time. Maybe it was from being raised in a strict household, maybe it was just something she picked up over the years, but filth was her biggest pet peeve. “I’ll hold you to it, Radomira.” Her voice held a slightly trying tone but she knew the pink haired wonder always stayed true to her promises.

When Pytheos asked for some whiskey Elle nodded her head, “Now that sounds like an excellent idea, Pytheos.” The dark haired vampire excused herself and first went around the corner and upstairs, peeling off clothes as she went. Feeling like a drowned rat wasn’t her favorite thing in the world. She tossed the clothes into the basket in the bathroom when she walked past and went into her room. It was easily the biggest room in the house and as with every other bedroom, it had an attached bathroom. Her bathroom had a Jacuzzi tub that easily fit five, a shower and a marble counter adorned with two sinks and mirrors. She dug through her tall dresser before she yanked a lacey black crop top and a pair of white shorts, pulling them on in record time.

She touched up her makeup in the mirror and ran her hands through her hair quickly, trying to get some volume back into it. Hopefully when it dried it would get a little better but she didn’t have too much faith. She did a quick spin in the mirror and tossed a couple faces at her reflection before she was down the stairs and in the kitchen, speed that was unmatched by the human eye. She pulled open the doors of the cabinet and rifled through the boozes, yanking a bottle that read Belle Meade from its middle.

Elle grabbed a couple glasses and tossed ice in them, putting them on a tray and carrying them out to the coffee table that sat between all the furniture. “Here we go! Something to warm us up.” She was back to her charming self, feeling better now that she was changed and dried. She popped the top off of the bottle and poured all of the glasses ¾ of the way full. Elluviette raised one of the glasses and made eye contact with the redhead, “Cheers.”

She tipped the cup back, taking a large sip and then placing it back on the table slowly. Green eyes turned over to the newest of the group, "I don't believe we've been introduced." White teeth flashed from behind her smile, "I'm Elluviette, Elle, Holmes. This is my home." The dark haired vampire held pride in the last words, who wouldn't be proud if this was their home? Many of immortals loved everything luxury and she was definitely one of the biggest. She didn't like anything less than the best. Perfection was a necessity in her life.

“Noah, pleasure.” She repeated, tipping her head slightly in his direction. He seemed a lot sweeter, more innocent than the rest. When she told him that she owned this estate it was his turn to catch flies. Who’d you have to kill to get this? Little did he know that it was Elle that had this place built a couple hundred years ago. She had more money hidden in this house than she knew what to do with. No banks, her money had never touched a bank and never would. “Where should I start?” She asked, a laugh trickling from her lips. She took another sip of bourbon and lowered the glass again, green eyes trailing down to the arm that he put around Natalia. Elluviette felt a pang of anger through her veins but didn’t let it show, instead turning her eyes over to Noah. His eyes were a deep brown and went perfectly with his skin tone, she could tell that he was well liked among the ladies though she had a gut feeling he batted for the other team.

He was too cozy with the redhead, it was far from an ‘I’m interested’ possessiveness, and the way that the male vampire caught his attention. Elle took the last sip of her whiskey and set the glass down when the male asked if she could toss the clothes into the dryer. She asked the others what they wanted dried and gathered the two duffle bags together. “It’s definitely not a problem. It gets lonely out here so it’s nice to have people over occasionally. Plus, it could be dangerous camping in the middle of such an intense storm. There are a lot of really old trees out there.”

Elle looked down at the bags and back up to the humans, her eyes flickering across Natalia once again, “Any chance I could get some help carrying these to the wash room? It’s right up the stairs.” She wanted to look at Noah and tell him flat out that she doesn’t bite and they’d be right back but she didn’t want to put more tension in the air then there already was. You could probably cut the tension with a knife.

When the redhead jumped up to help her take the clothes Elle realized that she had looked to Noah, as if to say I win, though she looked away when she realized what she was doing. What was this, a pissing contest? Hopefully it was just the fact that she hadn’t had a good meal in a couple days that was making her a little edgier than normal. In the past two hundred or so years the dark haired female had lost the majority of her horrible attitude, learning how to be a little more user friendly, probably once she started dealing with her kind nearly every day. Radomira definitely helped.

When Natalia put the one duffle over her shoulders Elle cracked a smile and picked up the second bag, slinging it over her shoulder as well. The redhead told Elle to lead the way but took off ahead of her, going for the stairs that the dark haired girl had previously pointed to. “I forget, you guys said you were from the city?” As they headed up the stairs Elluviette admired the girl, she was close to perfection for a human; Ivory skin which still had small drops of water clinging in some spots, wet clothes that hugged her skin a little tighter than they had before. The fiery red hair that always called for attention no matter where she was at, the perfect lips… Elle always had a thing for redheads. Used to being the center of attention they were usually very confident outgoing creatures. A thing of fairytales.

When they made it to the top of the stairs Elle pointed to the fourth door down on the right, ripping herself from her thoughts. The room was rather large and had two washers and two dryers, both front loaders and stacked neatly on top of each other. She pulled the doors open on the dryers and started tossing clothes in, the proximity to the girl overwhelming her hunger. Usually one to have amazing control over the beast within, Elle hadn’t had to worry about being alone with a human in ages. But lately, as she tested and pushed her limits to see how long she could go without feeding, the closeness was like an open invitation. Elle threw the last of the clothes into the dryer, her hunger starting to influence her senses. It was like everything seemed to get a little bit sharper, more acute and precise. She could hear the girl’s heartbeat and her eyes trained on the small pulse she could see in her neck.

Clicking the start button she spun around to face Natalia, her eyes bright, “Did you want to change into something dry until your clothes were done? I have plenty of clothes..”

Elle tried hard to swallow the excited feeling that thrummed through her when the girl turned to follow Elle to her room, turns out she could play the redhead just like a fiddle. “I never turn down alcohol… a party it will be.” What she didn’t tell the girl was how much alcohol the girl had stocked up. Turns out when you brought home a camper or three every month it was easy to get loaded up on alcohol. Elle enjoyed drinking but the amount of alcohol it took to get her even slightly dizzy feeling was unreal, she figured it was probably because of the immortality. Even being a vampire had its downfalls.

Her room was only two doors down on the opposite side of the hallway and Elle gestured for her to go in first, watching the girl with lust filled eyes. She waltzed over to her dresser and did a Vera white style gesture, giggling like a teenaged girl. “Most of my collection includes crop tops…” She paused and whirled around the face Natalia, “Not a big fan of wearing clothes.” The redhead was painfully beautiful and she smelled perfect… Elle could practically hear her heart beating.

Elluviette closed the distance between them in seconds, one palm against the wall and another against her collarbone. She trailed it up to cradle her cheek and smiled, “You should probably get out of the wet clothes as soon as possible... After all, we wouldn’t want you to get sick on your vacation... ”

She was silent for a moment, lingering there in a fit of bloodlust. She didn't want to wait any longer or keep playing friends with the humans. What she wanted to do was sink her fangs into the soft flesh right below her collarbone and drink in her share of blood- setting them both into bliss and contentment. She felt her control slipping through her fingers like sand and she fought herself to just back off and remove the temptation but lost. She could see the vein at Natalia's neck and it sent an excited shiver down her spine.

Elle moved her hand back away from her cheek and to the hem of her shirt, playing with it while she eyed the girl. "I'd hate to keep you away from your company too long." Her voice was a little rougher now thanks to the lust and the hunger.