"My name is Beatrice." She said, after observing what had gone on.
Beatrice heard Van Helsing's mumble. "I'd go to Dracula." She lowered her head when he looked at her. "Isn't he the main vampire or something?"
Beatrice shook her head. "I stay on the farm most of the time; rarely do I come to town. I haven't seen anyone except you and the brides."
Beatrice's eyes widened. "Sorin's...gone?"
Beatrice blushed with embarassement. "Sorry for the trouble."
Beatrice looked around, seeing two other people. Right... the brides came... What were they so upset about?
Beatrice's eyes blinked open. "... What happened?" She asked, sitting up and trying to remember.
Beatrice couldn't help but scream as she was lifted up. When asked the question, she tried to pry herself from the bride's grip.
Sorin reared and galloped away from Beatrice. "Sorin!" Beatrice called after the horse. What spooked him? She turned to look at the three people approaching her. "Yes?"
Beatrice was heading inside from another evening ride, when the small group of people caught her eye. She decided it best to not interfere so she led her horse back towards her family's small farm.
OOC: i'm going to bed. tak to you tomorrow maybe.
OOC:...... i don't know what to say...
OOC:... you hugged dracula?
OOC: um... i'll think about it...
OOC: poor edward! he needs a girlfriend cute carl picture too
OOC: i like the chilly face :)
OOC: i feel bad for henry
OOC: i like edward :) poor henry :(
OOC: wow... nice pictures.
OOC: edward sounds hot Beatrice went up to her room to wash the cut and try to get some sleep.
