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[..ThE iMmOrTaL BeLoveD..]

She looked at the man who left. "Wait a second..." she walked to his table and saw a flaw. "HEY!" she ran after him, she caught up to him and panthed, "You didn't pay!" she crossed her arms, "Hey, look buddy, pay for your food or come with me to the back and wash dishes..." she looked at him, sternly...and a little afraid.

[kill_me_later1450]

Damien cocked his head, "Ok," he said, handing her a ten and twenty. "Keep the change," he muttered, eyeing her up and down once, hearing the blood flow through her viens as he turned.

[J.a.n.e.-.d.o.e]

She sighed and slightly blushed at her stupidity. It had been a long time since she'd held money. She hoped he wouldn't kick her out, then she heard him say to stay. She smiled, "Ok, I'll stay!" she said alittle too loudly.

'Stay calm girl... It's only food...'

[kendrat199]

Angela leaned against the alley's walls slowly taking in the pungent smell of sewage and alcohol. The archway she stood within was narrow and could enhance claustrophobia on anyone. She ignored everything that attempted to draw her attention from her main focus-humans. Yearning to get away from the already decaying corpse,she promenaded out of the dark abyss and towards the some-what busy streets.

Her light gray eyes switched from the cumulous clouds and back to the few people who stepped upon the streets and upon the sidewalk to branch off to various stores and bars. Lost within her own pensive thoughts, her fingers pressed against the cold window sill enjoying that one cold touch similar to that of a dead being. She glanced away from the large glass window of the clothing store, and focused on the various people heading to a club. Assembled in line people bobbed their heads and swayed their hips from time to time. She arched an eyebrow slowly promenading towards the entrance reminiscing the taste of blood against
her tongue. The body guard cocked his head to the side looking at her apparel and shrugged, pulling the rope away to allow her passage. Once inside she mimicked the humans casually swaying her hips to the side and bobbing their head. All for display- she smiled weakly, her eyes glowering at her main location-the bar. Once she found a seat on a stool she gazed at the bartender and the customer he was serving; the man looked anything but sober. His shirt was stained with brew, his hair unkempt, his eyes taking that glossy look, and his body swayed from side to side. Her perfect target.

"Perhaps this bar is good for something" she smirked vindictively thinking about the jugular veins within the civilians necks that aided in the flow of that delicious substance throughout their bodies. She continued
to watch the man as he swayed and drunk the last of his vodka.His voice
was obviously slurred as he said,"Another bartender!" which the bartender looked up and shook his head, "Sorry Thomas but you can't even pay the tab with the ones you have now you either work it off or never come back"

[Hikioma]

He stood up finally 'i can't take this anymore to many people to ignore' he walked in the door to the cafe his gold strands covering his bloodshot eyes he sat at a table to the back in a corner looking out the window "its hard to ignore with such an annoying bell.." he mumbled quietly it was as if he came here by mistake he just stared out the window lost in a quiet gaze.

[L.S.K.]

He snickered when he heard a womens voice, he turned around to look at a petite girl, she must have been employee. " Can't win them all I suppose.." He muttered to himself. He looked her over once or twice, a habit and then slowly tipped the hat upwards and a sort of vampiric smile wept over his face. The kind of smile that would scare little children away. " I have no money.." He muttered with two sharp fangs portruding from his mouth.

[SweetxHoneyxThrill]

Kiwi_san2007

((*sighs* i think we need humans....vampires too))

Hello heart Umm, I think I sent you a PM requesting if I could be in this.

[KiwiKisses1]

"Oh, thanks," she said, walked to the cash register and putting $8.25 into it and stuffing the changed into her wallet.

[kill_me_later1450]

Damien shook his head, humans and their money, he thought in disgust as he headed out of the cafe. But before he could get out, he saw a girl sitting the corner and raised a brow. "Hmm," he said, licking his lips.

[J.a.n.e.-.d.o.e]

She watched a new customer walk in, seeming annoyed. She probally wouldn't of noticed him, but something about him seemed... off. Maybe it was just his bright golden hair, 'Yea, there's nothing special about him...' she convinced herself.

[..ThE iMmOrTaL BeLoveD..]

She sighed. "I really am gonna get fired..." she looked down, then back up, "L-look, buddy..." she started, then felt a chill at his smile, it was a weird, quirky smile for her taste, "Err..." her confidence sprang again, "Th-then, you gotta come with me!" she looked at him, he was the scary type of guy, someone you shouldn't mess with, but she had to take her chances, she already violated a lot of rules, and this was a sure fire ay to get her boss to fire her. "You have t-to wash dishes then, o-ok?"

[OhhPooPoo]

J.a.n.e.-.d.o.e

She sighed and slightly blushed at her stupidity. It had been a long time since she'd held money. She hoped he wouldn't kick her out, then she heard him say to stay. She smiled, "Ok, I'll stay!" she said alittle too loudly.

'Stay calm girl... It's only food...'

Spyke came back out with a plate of food and a cup of coffee, setting it down infront of her. "All right, here ya go, Miss. I already ate today, so...go ahead. It's on the house." He said, smiling to her. He knew how it was to be poor, so he tried to help out when he could.

[KiwiKisses1]

Kiyo looked around. "Where's Cici?" she muttered, checking the kitchen. "Hey Spyke. I don't think Cici's in here anymore..." She said, coming out of the bathrooms.

[L.S.K.]

The smile remained on his face as the yellowish sunglasses touched the light from a street lamp just barely as they lit up with red. "Oh, do I?" he muttered to her comment, he could tell she was scared of him, it was common. He raised his hand to tip his hat upwards so he could get a better view of this women, also making sure she saw the demonic lettering on the back of the glove. "What if I don't?"

[[oblivioncontrol]]

Wow. This was a step to something new. She sighed and sat, rubbing her temples inpaiently. She crouched over, immediently forgetting that whole "pretend like your trying to hold a tennis ball inbetween your shoulder blades" trick. Forget good posture.