Alstromeria
Florian Society Member
Marcellus pushed her off of him a bit. "Don't... Don't do that." He said. She was reminding him of a girl he'd met in salem. They loved eachother, and she knew he was a vampire, and they were talking over how to spend the rest of their lives together. They had agreed that Marcellus would turn her, but they would postpone it until the next equinox, which was coming up shortly. When was that? the 1200's? sometime around there. But Marcellus discovered the girl was sleeping with someone else, and was using him to gain immortality. It didn't matter in the end, she was hanged on the accusation of being a witch. Marcellus wiped his face. "Can we focus on now? As in time now? Not the future?"