the body. There were things that he just wasn't
willing to do, if he could help it.
Scotty shook his head then.
"Aye. That's always the way
of things. I guess. We should do as that evil creature said then, and entreat
The Snowflake to aid us? I hear that her ministrations can indeed promote
learning."
Tyler didn't get it, but Ginger
nodded.
"Yeah. She's the best at
getting people to be able to stay up all day. It isn't easy, or fun, but it
works. I can ask her for you? She's a friend of mine. Really, she's pretty much
my best friend." It wasn't a boast, just a simple statement of fact.
Tyler nodded.
"That sounds good. You
should see if she can do up a class for them? Maybe some of the other local
Vampires that want to try it? I mean, if that's allowed." He was speaking
without meaning to again. Like someone else was using his lips. This time felt
different. When God had done it, there had been a tingle. Now it was more
subtle.
That probably meant it was Lucy
doing it. A thing that he'd never really noticed before, but that almost had to
be a part of his whole life. He was basically a meat puppet after all. A toy,
in a way. The surrogate child of a woman that had wanted one, but who couldn't
have her own.
Greater Demon women couldn't.
Only the men reproduced, for some reason. Normally with Human women, which was
interesting. It probably meant that Greater Demons had been Human, originally.
Or the other way around.
Otherwise breeding with them
wouldn't be a thing.
Ginger didn't wait, pulling a
sleek silver cell phone from her handbag, after hopping up and going across the
room to where it was sitting on a side table. The handbag was blue, to match
her skirt. That she was dressed like that probably had to do with her new job,
rather than personal choice. She was the Assistant Ambassador for the area
after all. It was an important job, and she was really young for it.
It wasn't just her looks. She'd
been turned, against her will, when she was fourteen. That meant she looked
that age still. True, at the moment she seemed a bit older than that, but it
was down to makeup and how she was dressed. She was actually almost twenty,
which made her two years older than Tyler was. They were dating, so that kind
of thing came up.
Still, six years dead was a baby
as far as Vampires went. Rebekah would have been a medium level Vamp,
given her age and that she wasn't able to stay up all day. Scotty wasn't even
that, and each of them was over a hundred and sixty years old. So for Ginger
Harris to have her position was a statement. Part of that was nepotism, and the
fact that Tyler had set it up for her, because they were together.
The Vampire Council had let it
stand though, because baby or not, the girl had power that had to be respected.
She'd gone from a half wild thing that everyone had thought wasn't going to
make it, being killed for her lack of self-possession, to a Master Vampire
inside of months .
Because Eve had trained her to be
that way.
She was even younger as a Vampire
than Ginger was. Like Lucy had told them though, she was different. A power in
her own right already. Tarsus, The Librarian, who was practically the leader of
the Greater Demons, as much as they had one, had told Tyler flat out that she
was, essentially, a Greater Demon herself. Only, she wasn't. Not by birth. A
new thing that was more than what she should have been, made that way through
her own work and effort.
He'd never thought about it
before, but nodded to himself. If she could do that, could someone, something ,
like him do the same? Or possibly take a different path that would also lead to
greater abilities. It would depend on what was needed, of course.
Across the room, Ginger spoke
openly.
"Hey Eve! Can you get a few
weeks off to come to Sparks? Rebekah and Scotty want to try your training
course. I was thinking we could tack Evan into that as well? He's pretty solid,
as far as the council goes... I don't know about that... One sec."