Colette frowned a little, something was wrong and she didn’t understand it, she wanted to touch the crystal but didn’t want to draw attention to herself. She looked up seeing the woman frown, There was something there that just bothered her. She stood up almost ready to sit next to her when she stood up and looked at her, her eyes were hollow, as she looked at Amarantia. “Now what type of trick are you trying to play with me?” Her voice was quiet, yet there was a hint of malice and disgust within her. “This vessel is mine.” Her eyes went dark with a hint of red the crystal seemed to be shinning some.
Amarantia shifted back, stunned momentarily by the abrupt shift. This girl had another inside of her as well?
<Well well well, aren’t we an interesting morsel.> The sin purred, causing her to stiffen. <Let me take over lovely, I think I would like to have a talk with this…spirit.>
A spirit? Was that what this other woman was before her? Ama hadn’t seen any other spirit since she’d died, loveless, childless, all those years ago. She felt curious as well, and so, she concented. Not that she could have resisted Vanity to begin with.
She closed her eyes, settling briefly, then opened them, the crystal blue making way for a mulled wine. Her countenence changed slightly, she sat up straighter, prouder, her smile becoming…almost sensual.
“Well my most lovely dear, what CAN I assist you with?” Her voice even seemed to be deeper, smoother, though it didn’t change in pitch that much. She looked over the woman again, this time the eyes being a little more appreciative. “I must say, you are gorgeous…who does your hair?”