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Steam Background21:57 Sep 07 2014
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Steam
“It’s just a dream if it really happened, it was to someone else.”
She tried to tell herself this again as she woke from the dream. But as she lay there she couldn’t help but think about the dream and relive it in her memories. She had been someone else; someone named Sarah Nicole Windham who was born November 1 in Chattanooga Tennessee. She had an older brother by three years named Todd and younger by three years, fraternal twins named Lauren and Larkin. There were maternal grandparents, Nana and Peepaw; a fraternal grandfather, Gramps; parents, Harold and Barbara; and a host of aunts, uncles and cousins.
Sarah was a November 1 baby in came screaming into the world with bright red hair and a zest for life. She was curious right from the start with big brown eyes that seem to notice everything. She and her family live on a small farm outside of Chattanooga. She learned how to do most everything on the farm from milking the cows, gathering eggs, driving tractors, delivering baby sheep, fishing, swimming, hunting, and how to preserve what you killed or gathered from the garden.
In school she excelled in academics and was determined to have a borderline genius IQ. She was also athletic and pursued activities such as track, swim team, and archery. But she also liked things that were considered to be nerdy such as chess club, drama club, journalism club and home economics.
During her summer sophomore year her father got a new job in Roanoke Virginia everyone had to leave Chattanooga and move to Roanoke.
In Roanoke they did not live on a farm but lived in downtown Roanoke in a executive Apartments that his company provided. Her father was a biochemist focusing on agricultural advancement. Her mother was a stay-at-home mom who was active in making their house and home while role modeling the importance of being involved in the community in doing philanthropic endeavors. It was a close knit family that had official game nights at home, Sunday dinners as a family, family vacations, and morning check-in to see how we were doing on a daily basis.
During her senior year Sarah was able to enroll in some online college classes and sounds that she greatly enjoyed the Renaissance time period that went along with her love for history, romance, and her skills in archery.
During her senior year of high school, her father was transferred to San Diego California. Her father and older brother went to California in secured a home while mom, Sarah and the twins finished out the school year before they also moved to San Diego. Once Sarah got to San Diego she decided to attend university there she majored in Renaissance history and English literature. She also got a Master’s degree in secondary education and planned on becoming a teacher in the local school system.
While in undergraduate school she took up dancing, fencing, and joined the Society for creative anachronism. She found that she loved to dress up in character and attend event such as Comic Con, anime, historical events, Star Trek convention and steam punk event. She found it a relaxing challenge to create her own outfits and work on her makeup to make it authentic. During this time she was also employed as an event coordinator for the University and excelled at creative event for the students.
During her freshman rush she met three girls who have become her best friends, Samantha Stravinsky, Carla Anderson, and Dari Blakemore. It was these three best friends, along with her steady boyfriend, Marcus Killian Danvers, who were dressed to the max attending a steam punk event when she entered a costume contest and had made it to the final three. There was an excitement in the nervousness as she stood on stage hoping to win best costume for steam punk queen. She had her long curly red hair pulled up and through a leather headpiece so that it was cascading around her shoulders and back framing her perfectly made up of face. Her outfit of the faux leather and metal studs decorating various places on the outfit gave the impression that she was ready for battle. The skimpiness of the outfit however suggested that she was not opposed to some erotic play. Her accoutrements were a bow and arrow her back and a small sword attached to her thigh.
When it was her turn to go in front of the judges, she took a deep breath and did a gymnastic moves that landed her battle ready in front of the audience and judges who went wild with approval. She maintained the attitude of battle readiness while giving sultry come hither looks to the room. What she did not see was the gentleman standing next to the door in the back. He was captivated by her looks and her ability to arouse the audience to such a degree. He had an involuntary release at the same and quickly put his hands over his mouth to hide the response from view. But then he gave a small laugh and removed his hands thinking to himself it would just add to his costume of steam punk vampire.
Sarah in fact did when the contest and had her photograph taken to be on the cover of steam punk magazine. She and her friends went out afterwards to have celebratory drinks and show off their costumes. She nor any of her friends realized they were being followed. He followed them to the bar and then followed Sarah home since she was the first one to be dropped off by her boyfriend who was then going to take the others back to their homes on his way.
Sarah went into her apartment which she had gotten just last month, 26th birthday. She was tired but still excited about her win at the steam the competition and the upcoming magazine cover. Her apartment was a little stuffy so since it was a third story building she opens her balcony doors to let some cool air in while she got a snack from the refrigerator. She had some leftover German chocolate cake and a glass of milk in the kitchen and headed back to her bedroom to take off the costume and grab a shower before bed. She had not much more than taken two steps into her bedroom when he came up from behind her and grabbed her and pulled her close. Before she could do much more than gasp air to scream or to use her defense moves learned in a class, his fangs had sunk into her neck in the world went dark.
She couldn’t remember anything after that dream so she got up to face another night roaming the streets of the city protecting the teenagers in a week while feeding from the bullies and criminals. She donned her outfit and set out to check on the homeless teens over on the fifth Street by the park. As she strolled through the park, various homeless persons would call out, “how you doing , Steam? Good to see you out tonight.”
She had been unable to remember her name when she woke from the deep sleep all those years ago and someone had called her Steam because of the outfit she wore and it stuck. She liked it not only did she like steam punk outfit but he felt as if he prowled the ninth and could disappear like steam.
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Nightgame
00:08 Sep 08 2014
Okay that is one wicked outfit and a great story too.