Frustration
Kate threw the tablet computer across the room. Elle, who happened to be walking through the door as the computer whizzed by her head, deftly dodged, but for a brief second her fangs extended. Fortunately, no one else seemed to notice. Their eyes followed the computer as it slammed into the wall. “I am sure you could find a better projectile, a ball perhaps!” Elle said as she turned and picked up the computer. Fortunately, it seemed to be made to take the punishment. Obviously, some engineer had spent some time in the junior council, or in politics in general. For a moment Kate admired those engineers. “What exactly has you on edge?” Elle whispered. “I need a walk,” Kate replied. And perhaps the pleasure of tearing out someone’s throat. She added into Elle’s mind. “Do you want company?
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