Balance was something that Stella had always found important, part of the issues she had with her family and how they made their living was that they didn’t have that balance, it was a mess in their home, in their household. It had bothered her that she had not been in balance there. She felt more balanced at school… then she lost the balance. She had not quite found it again. Not yet anyway. She was hoping that in some way, she could eventually find balance in the mess she had been dropped into. Letting out a small laugh she nodded. ”Balance is important in the universe, not just on the grand scale but the smaller internal ones as well.” It ws something she had noticed over time. That balance was not just cosmic but it occurred on the cellular level- but Stella was not in balance, she was the sort of thing that drove the universe out of balance.
However, she existed, so there had to be some balance to be had. She shrugged at the idea there were worse evils than her. She was not sure if she believed it, or if she had seen herself as the true evil because of what she was. Stella had never met someone like her before. She had studied about them in school, but she had not actually spent time with one. She didn’t know what it really was like to be a vampire… the concept had been something she at least understood. ”So if they exist then, there should be others who balance them out...” To understand balance, you had to acknowledge both sides of the spectrum… Meaning there had to be good to balance out what she was.
”Me? I am not sure that I am soft any longer.” She said with a sigh. Though she was never that soft to begin with. Not when you traveled in the circles they traveled in. ”You have no idea what I was going to say.” She said with a small smile. ”I think you and I both know what happens when you trust the wrong person.” The wrong person would get you killed. ”Love all, trust few, do wrong to none…” She repeated a popular phrase from the bard himself. Stella had always loved Othello and As You Like it, she had been lucky enough to see Hamlet when she had snuck into the playhouse in Sydney. ”Do you trust me?” she questioned him as she looked at him… ”To allow me so near to you knowing what I am?”
She made a loud pfft sound when he mentioned a sugar daddy. ”Hardly, no one has volunteered for the role.”[b/] It was not as though she had met any possible sugar daddy in all honesty, she wouldn’t know where to look. Though she did not really think that she would prosper in that relationship. Money was something people could use to control others and though the idea seamed nice- she didn’t think it would be for her. ”A proper damsel, I don’t think anyone would want to be that… it is much easier to save yourself instead of wait on some prince to stumble over and kiss you.”