Sari walked through the front door of the restaurant where she would be wine tasting. There in the middle of the room under a crystal chandelier was another person. She was adorned with white hair and horns on either side of her head. She was elegant. Ooo, how she wished that she could have had that body instead of the one that she used now. But, then again if she were in that other body she would have been more suspected. It was exactly the body that she would wish to be in.
A sigh escaped the lips of the pink haired girl before she walked forwards to the table before looking at the woman who sat across from her. There was a slight spark between them, not that of a good one either. Hey eyes narrowed before she pulled the seat out so that she could sit down.
Her eyes never leaving the face of the person across from her the young woman took a seat. They were both here, the tasting could commence.
As if someone had been watching a young waiter ran out of the shadows and placed two glasses on the table before pouring a little bit of wine in each glass. Raising a single brow the Sari picked up the glass and lifted it to her lips taking a sip of it before closing her eyes for the first time and running he red liquid over her tongue and tasting it. It was slightly bitter as a red wine would bit, it there was an under laying sweet taste. It would be good for those who would want it with a steak.
She placed the glass back on the table, not waiting for the person across from her the waiter appeared again and offered her a refresher before pouring her another glass, this time of white.
Lifting it to her lips the woman sniffed it first. There was something wrong with this wine. It smelled sour. Pink eyes narrowing Sari stood from her seat and threw the glass with the white wine onto the floor. The clash of glass hitting the concrete had whispers coming from around her.
Snorting the girl swiftly kicked up the neck of the wine glass with her foot and swung it around, nailing it into the neck of the person that had been coming at her from behind. She ripped it out and allowed for the body to fall to the ground. This was no normal restaurant. She knew, from the moment that she had tasted the red wine. It was traced with blood. The sweet iron after taste, there was nothing like it, if a person didn’t know what it was previously they would have found it addicting and drank the entire bottle. But she had been around for hundreds of year she knew better.
She was not bound to be fooled.
Her body emanating a red glow and her eyes flashing a dark red and black the girl disappeared into the shadows with the assistance of her spirit.
This wine tasting was not so, it was spilling red.
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