It was a joke.
Probably just as much as your permanent bitchy personality has done for you.
It wasn’t funny
Running a successful business for over sixty years likely trumps your pathetic attempts at being a bitch faced slave. That and mastering the art of tearing a human’s spine from his or her body before they even know I’m there.
"Preferably something that makes me forget my name." She laughed, "I’m teasing. Tequila, maybe?"
"Of course," the mistress pulled a bottle of patron out and poured four shots, pushing two toward the other mistress, "Cheers."
"I’m always happy to see you. It’s just been a rough couple of weeks."
"A much better response. Care to lean on my shoulder, darling?"
"It should." She smiled towards the vampire.
"Lovely. And what is your poison beautiful?"
"What happened to Jonah?" he asked, suddenly very interested "Rent me." he said bluntly "Screw the rules, go use some feminine charm on the guard and rent me." he cocked his brow "I’m serious Viv, I can tell it’s bad from your tone, go get Kennedy, I’ll trade for it… but I wanna see the pup."
Viv sighed and shook her head, “i can’t without your masters permission and renting is only for those unclaimed anyways,” she looked down, the mistress not happy that her emotions were breaking through, “He had a run in with a guard then shortly after it seems Adde did a number on his mind. Ruining any progress I had made of his self worth.”
Nothing would please me more, my sweet. [A bristling pause; a wry leer. He speaks as he withdraws his touch, yet diminishes the distance between them with the stroke of his tongue just below her ear.] Well… almost nothing. [He has rarely had her in his home, so that is where he decides to take his pleasure. He begins a brisk walk, the pair moving promptly towards the East Side, outstepping humans with effortless ease.]
[She hums a low, almost melodic agreement. Her dearest Erebus had been on her mind quite a bit as of late. He was like a ghost to Vivienne but the cool breath that came from his lips and he was very much alive to the mistress, despite his un-beating heart. A reunion she was happy to welcome especially right now. She walked with him with ease, the pair heading toward their side of town. Viv was unsure if he would direct her towards his home, or hers]
Yeah, I guess she stinks up the place.
As if I stated any differently. This is just my face…
You should probably attempt to use your words a bit better
You have a permant bitch face. I bet that’s done wonders for you.