Blaze smiled as she studied her reflection in the mirror. It was not a particularly nice smile, but Blaze was not a particularly nice person. Of course, nice was not a word one associated with a vampire who had seen too much of the dark side of life.
She grimaced as she heard the laughter from down the hall. "I hate that I've seen all I've seen and done what I've had to do. However," she continued as she glanced down at self-inflicted scars on her wrists, "I don't think I would enjoy ignorance either," she said, snagging a bottle.