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Involving yourself in this roleplay can cause:

alcoholism, retardness, bad grades at school, addiction, satanism, communism, anti-americanism, cross dressing, alcoholism, cancer, internal bleeding, starvation, forest fires, plagiarism, vegetarism, ringworm, loss of mental health, alcoholism, impotence, long and painful death, sister complex, apathy, retardness, epilepsy, fatness, lazyness, inflation, gender confusion, global warming, world hunger, cannibalism, sarcasm, geekiness, miscarriages, bad spelling, boredom, global catastrophes, pastafarism, child labor, slavery, brainwashing and general failure in life.

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Dance with the Devil

The ballroom was beautiful; the town's pride and joy. On the day of Mardi Gras, the whole town would rejoice. It was also time that men would choose the women they would court. The most beautiful girl in town was finally old enough to marry, but when the day of Mardi Gras came, she was uninterested by all the men's advances. She fretted being alone until she saw him. He was dressed all in black, the most mysterious among the other brightly dressed suitors. her father warned against dancing with strange men, but when he asked her to dance, she didn't refuse. Around the room they danced, until the final toll of the clock at twelve. And then the ballroom floor split with roaring flames, killing those nearby. The woman and her mysterious suitor disappeared and from then on it was believed she'd been taken to hell by the devil himself. The dance never happened again.

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My name is Takashi Yoshida
They call me Rush (stage name)
I am 018 years old
A few quick personality traits are crass, cocky, hardworking, self-obsessed, overconfident.
But I guess I should explain more about it...
Because Takashi became a hot commodity when he was scouted two years ago, he can't help himself from being cocky now. His attitude towards other models is generally 'much better than you' or 'in your face', but in reality, he works very hard to stay on the top of the charts. His much desired looks and naturally photogenic poses are the fodder for many ads and magazines, a fact he's very proud of. He doesn't bother himself with his competition's jabs and generally doesn't give a damn what people think of him. Instead he fights to constantly improve himself. Sometimes he gets into trouble with other models because of his cocky attitude, but as long as his face or body isn't injured, his manager doesn't bother to try and control him.

My story is...
Takashi was the epitome of average school boy life, though many wouldn't consider it normal. He was the most popular boy in school, constantly surrounded by oceans of girls (and sometimes boys) though he hardly complained. His parents owned a small restaurant, and because of their son's idol-like existence, they never ran out of paying customers. And then one day while he walked to the subway station, he was scouted and from then on his modeling career began. At first it was photos to make sure he had 'talent'. Then, when they were sure they had the real deal, they slowly had him work his way to the top. With the help of his manager Ten-chan, he became more than he ever imagined.

I love Singing (usually off-key), Teasing, Modeling, Progress, Self-Satisfaction.
I hate Liars, Stupid People, Posers, Super Fans, Insults (usually those pertaining to his age).
I'm afraid of being stabbed, shot, or kidnapped..
I prefer to take men to meet my parents.
The Special Someone in my life is I don't have one, but some have piqued my interest .
The song of my life is "Ultra S-x" by Mindless Self Indulgence .
The colors of my clothes are Usually blacks and blues .
The words I chose to describe my life are " 'One hell of a ride' . "

This is my Job Top Model 1 .
This is what I do This is Takashi's first modeling company, though he entered it with the utmost confidence, making others forget just how new he is. But there's one person who didn't forget: Top Model 2. Since he arrived, the other model has been picking fights with him, mostly from jealousy...? Every time they compete, he tends to outshine the other which seems to make the other model hate him more-- though secretly, he finds it amusing. The photographers seem to like him, and if there ever came a time that everyone hated him, he always had his fans. As for his job, he does what he does best: modeling. .

The voice in my head is starzypop

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WARNING
Involving yourself in this roleplay may cause:

alcoholism, retardness, bad grades at school, addiction, satanism, communism, anti-americanism, cross dressing, rise of the dead, cancer, internal bleeding, starvation, activism, forest fires, parasitism, plagiarism, erotica, vegetarism, ringworm, loss of mental health, beastieality, the apocalypse, unexplained pregnancies, impotence, hospitalization, long and painful death, mutualism, sudden loss or gain of facial hair, strong pimphand sister complex, reruns of Robot Chicken, apathy, Buddhism, Indi-Hop (don't try), autism, the appearance of BAMFs worldwide, epilepsy, fatness, lazyness, inflation, gender confusion, global warming, world hunger, cannibalism, sarcasm, geekiness, miscarriages, bad spelling, boredom, overall confusion, global catastrophes, pastafarism, child labor, slavery, brainwashing and general failure in life.

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ღHello, my name is Asami Seiko ღ
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxღBut many call me Sei ღ

Name: Asami Seiko
Nickname: Sei
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Blood type: AB
Nationality: America
Ethnicity: French/Japanese
Race: Ghost (can be tangible)
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Current status: Single
Police/Criminal/Legal record: No record
Socioeconomic level: -
Birth date: February the 22nd
Birth place: Japan
Current residence: An empty apartment on the highest story of the apartment building (no stairs & furthest down the hall)
Occupation: N/A
Title/Rank: Junior in ___ High School
Hobbies/Pastimes: Reading and studying in secluded areas (empty parks, old librarys, etc), Writing short stories and poems (most of them about Sherlock Holmes), drawing different species of jellyfish
Talents/Skills/Powers: Piano virtuoso

Past History

Hometown: Small Japanese town
First Memory: He and his parents playing on the beach
Most important childhood event that still affects him/her: Mommy crying telling him she wanted a little girl instead of a boy
Why/How?: Because he thought she loved him for who he was. b/c of this, he began crossdressing for his mother. Became a 'girl'
Other memories/events that still affects him/her and why/how: Moving to America, learned English
Past failures s/he would be embarrassed to have people know about and why: Not a failure, just the fact that she's a boy. He thinks people would consider him a freak
Biggest role model: Mom
Why?: Supported his decision to cross dress. She made it so he appeared to be a girl when they moved
Biggest disillusions from childhood: People will love be if I'm pretty. No one has to know what I feel
Backstory:

Physical Characteristics

Height: 5'6
Weight: 102
Posture: Straight
Build: Frail
Skin: Pale, delicate
Hair: Chestnut brown, usually curled, reaches hips
Widow's peak? no
Ears: Average size, equipped with three earrings
Eyes: Chocolate brown, large, innocent
Nose: small
Mouth: small
Face shape: heart shaped
Expressions:
Describe their smile:
Hands:
Feet:
Tattoos/Scars?
Glasses/Contacts?
Left/Right handed?
Distinguishing features:
Who does s/he take after; mother or father? Mother
Style (Elegant, shabby, etc): Elegant, a cool beauty
How does s/he dress or what do they typically wear?
Other outfits one might find in their wardrobe:
Jewelry:
Other accessories:
Weapons:
Health:
Hygiene:
Physical Flaws:
Physical Qualities:

Characteristics

Are they generally balanced or clumsy?
Mannerisms/Poses/Movement:
Describe their walk:
Describe their fighting style:
Habits/OCDs/Obsessions:
Speech Patterns:
Unique phrases/words:
Do they curse, and if so, to what extent?
Write a piece of dialogue that this character might say (can be between someone else):
Voice:
Describe their laugh:
Describe their sleep patterns (light/heavy sleeper, no sleep, sleeps too often, etc):
Describe their dwelling/house:
Describe their bedroom:
Describe their daily rituals:

Psychological/Personality Attributes and Attitudes

Intelligence Level:
Known Languages:
Character's long-term goals/desires in life:
Character's short-term goals/desires in life:
Secret desires:
How self-confident is the character?
How do they see him/herself?
How do they believe s/he is perceived by others?
What is the character most proud of?
What does the character like least about themselves?
How do they express themselves?
Is this character generally dominant or submissive?
Patience level:
Does the character seem ruled by emotion or logic or some combination thereof?
Most at ease when:
Ill at ease when:
Describe their sense of humor:
If granted one wish, what would it be?
Why?
Character/Personality/Mental/Social Strengths:
Character/Personality/Mental/Social Flaws:
If they could be described with one of the seven virtues, which would it be?
If they could be described with one of the seven sins, which would it be?
Biggest Vulnerability (non physical):
Optimist or Pessimist:
Introvert or extrovert:
Greatest Fear:
Other Fears/Insecurities/Phobias:
Emotional/psychological/social peculiarities:
Biggest regret:
Other regrets:
Biggest accomplishment:
Minor accomplishments:
Musical talents/instruments:
Character's darkest/deepest secret:
Minor Secrets:

Likes/Dislikes

Likes:
Dislikes:
Favorite:
Color:
Clothing:
Place:
Room in the house and why:
Food/drinks:
Music genre:
Songs and Singers/Bands:
Movies/TV Shows/Performances:
Actors/Performers:
Books:
Historical figure:
Subject in school:
Animal:
Least Favorite:
Clothing:
Place:
Food:
Music genre:
Subject in school:
Simple Pleasures:
Greater Pleasures:
Where does this character like to hang out?
Where is this character's dream place to live?
Motto/Personal quote:
Mode of transportation:
Most prized possession:
Why?

Emotional Characteristics

Describe character's sense of morals:
What do they consider taboo (something they personally would never do):
Describe character's etiquette:
Describe character's sense of self-control:
Spontaneous or structured?
Instinctual or logical?
How does this character act in public?
How does this character act in privacy?
How does this character act around strangers vs. how they act around friends?
How does this character act around family?
How has this character most changed from youth?
How have they remained the same?
Has this character dealt with the loss of someone they knew?
If so, who?
How has it affected them?
How does this character deal with or react to:
Conflict/Danger:
Rejection:
Fear:
Change:
Loss:
Sex/Flirting:
Pain:
Stress:
Peer pressure:
Guilt:
Being wrong:
Being criticized:
Being insulted (superficially: name calling, etc):
Offending others:
Praise:
Being loved:
Being hated:
Humiliation:
How does this character express?
Anger:
Sadness:
Fear:
Happiness/Excitement:
Love (Consider the "Five Languages of Love" wink :
Lust:
Stress/anxiety:
Dislike (of a person, thing, or idea):
Approval (of a person, thing, or idea):
How does this character generally express themselves?
What does this character think/feel about?
Marriage:
Children:
Family/Family Values:
Children/Youth:
Old age:
Sex:
Love:
Friendship/Other relationships:
Homosexuality:
The opposite sex:
The same sex:
Money/Material things:
Politics:
Religion:
Destiny/Duty:
Magic/Myth:
Racism/Races in general:
Science/Technology:
Nature/Animals:
Modernity:
Antiquity:
Their past:
Their future:
Their role in society/job/etc:
Drugs and alcohol:
Killing/Murder:
Education:
The foreign/unknown:
How does the character view life?
How does the character view death?
How does the character view society?
How does the character imagine his/her own death?
What does the character want out of life?
What does this character consider "success" to be?
What would the character like to change in his/her life?
What motivates this character?
Why?
What discourages this character?
Why?
What makes this character happy?
Why?
What makes this character sad?
Why?
What makes this character angry?
Why?
What humiliates this character?
What most describes this character's personality?
Psychoanalysis (Describe why they act the way they do):
Does it stem from childhood or an event, or chemical?

Relationships with Others (Non-Married)

Relationship Skills:
Loves (non sexual):
Lusts:
Crushes:
Girlfriend/Boyfriend(s):
Other lover(s):
Marital status:
First crush:
Did it last?
Why or why not?
Best Friends:
Friends:
Confident/Mentor:
Hates:
Dislikes:
Rivals:
Pets:
What kind of person would s/he consider to be the perfect partner?
Is the character judgmental of others and how so?

How is s/he perceived by...
Strangers?
Friends?
Coworker/Colleague?
Lovers?

What happens to change this perception if at all?
Describe their sense of trust
What type of individuals does s/he like or associate with?
What type of individuals doesn't s/he like or associate with?
How do they treat members of the opposite sex?
How do they treat members of the same sex?
What do family/friends like most about character?
What do family/friends like least about character?
Do they know anyone who's died, and if so who and how were they affected?

Sex/Romantic Life

What do they consider to be a romantic setting/activity/date?
What did they do on their first date?
How does a normal date go for this character?
How would they like to propose or be proposed to?
Virgin?
Describe his/her sex life:
How often does this character have sex?
How long can he/she go without sex?
How does this character feel emotionally, after sex?
Does this character have self control around individuals of their sexual desire? Describe:
Does sex play an important role in their relationships, if so, how?
Turn-ons:
Turn-offs:
Fetishes/Fantasies:
Sexual peculiarities:
Sexual perks:
Sexual flaws:
Usually on the top or bottom?
Dominant or Submissive?
Describe their first sexual experience:
At what age?
Was it planned/originally intended?
Was it consensual?
How did they feel emotionally, afterwards?
How has this affected the character, if substantially at all?
Have they ever impregnated someone, or been impregnated?
If so...
Whom?
Was it planned?
Was it consensual?
Was it a successful pregnancy (did it live)?
Did they keep, adopt, or abort the child and why?
Did he/she stay with the child/family/partner, and why or why not?
Have they ever had intercourse or a sexual experience with the same sex?
With whom?
Was it planned/originally intended?
Was it consensual?
How did they feel afterwards?
Possible psychological reasons for their sexual fantasies or behavior:

Family (they were raised with)

Immediate family members and their ages:
Ethnicity and/or species of the mother:
Ethnicity and/or species of the father:
Birth order:
Extended family:
Any important/infamous/famous ancestors, and if so, who?
Describe their ancestral history, if anything of particular note:
Birthparent(s):
Are they still alive?
Did they raise this character?
If not, why not, and/or what happened?
At what age was the character when this happened?
What did they do for a living?
Are they still together?
If not, how, when and why did they separate?
How did each parent treat the character, growing up?
How does each parent treat the character now?
What does each parent think of the character?
What changes their opinion of the character, if at all, and how so?
How did the character treat each of their parents growing up?
How does the character treat each of their parents now?
Caretaker(s) (if someone other than birthparents):
What is their relationship to the character?
Are they still alive?
At what age did the caretakers begin to raise this character?
Did the caretakers know the birth parents and if so, how was their relationship?
Did the character know the birth parents?
How did the father/caretaker1 treat the character?
How did the mother/caretaker2 treat the character?
How did the character treat their father/caretaker1?
How did the character treat their mother/caretaker2?
Siblings (if any):
Are they still alive, if not who died and when?
Describe how each one treats this character:
Describe how this character treats each one of his siblings:
Does this character still keep in contact with their siblings?
How has this character's relationship changed with their siblings since childhood?
How did s/he get along with the family as a whole?
How did s/he get along with the siblings, if any?
Describe their family life/dynamic, growing up:
Describe their family life/dynamic now:
Favorite parent:
Why?

Family (that they have created, if at all)

Partner(s):
Is this their first marriage/family? (if not, copy, paste, and answer these questions for the previous marriages/families too):
How, why and when did they divorce/split?
Was it mutual?
If they had children, who kept them?
If it was a death, what happened, and when?
Did they get remarried, and if so to whom?
How did the children, if any, respond to that?
Are they legitimately married?
If not, are the other characters aware of this?
When did they get married?
How did they meet?
How did he propose, or how was she proposed to?
Mistress(es)/Secret Lover(s)/ Lover(s) outside of marriage:
Does the spouse/partner know?
If so how and when did they find out?
How did they react, and what was the end result?
Any illegitimate children with them, and if so who?
Does anyone know?
If so, how and when did they find out?
How did they react and what was the end result?
Children and their ages:
Who are each of their parents (ie: from which marriage, if any other)?
Were any conceived/born out of wedlock, if so, which ones?
How does (each) son/daughter treat of this character?
How does this character treat (each) son/daughter?
How does (each) son/daughter think of this character?
How does this character think of (each) son/daughter?
How does this character's relationship change with their child/children as they grew older?

Spiritual Characteristics

Religion:
Does the character believe in a god or goddess?
What are the character's spiritual beliefs?
Is religion or spirituality an important part of this character's life?
If so, what role does it play?
Superstitions:
Chinese Zodiac:
Astrological Zodiac:
Element:

What If

If this character were an animal, what would they be?
Why?
If this character were the opposite sex what would they . . .
Do?
Say?
Feel?
If this character were to be characterized by an object, what would it be?
Why?
What would/does this character do if confronted with someone identical in personality?
What would/does happen if this character became physically handicapped, and how would that change them?
What would/does this character do if spontaneously placed in a whole new and unfamiliar environment/country/planet/etc?
If they don't already, what would this character do/act like if they had a child?

Other

What song best fits this character?
If you could compare this character to an existing character, who would s/he be and why?
If you could choose an actor for this character, who would it be?
If you could choose a voice actor for this character, who would it be?
Who/what was your character inspired by?

How the Character is Involved in the Story

Character's role in the story (main character? hero? Villain? etc):
Scene where character first appears:
Relationships with other characters: Idolized by all lower cliques
Where, how and when did s/he first interact with other characters:
What was this character's life like before something, if anything, happened to change it all:
How Character is different at the end of the novel from when the novel began:
Background Story:
Additional Notes on This Character:

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◘ Name ◘
»Seiko Asami
◘ Age ◘
»17
◘ Clique ◘
»Idols
◘ Class// GPA ◘
»Sophomore // 4.0
◘ Title ◘
»The Delicate Beauty
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◘ Four Main Personality Traits ◘
»Quietly Confident, Kind, Level-Headed, Misunderstood
Seiko is known and loved as the Delicate Beauty of the Idol Clique. Her quiet confidence, soft voice, and supportive attitude is admired among both students and teachers. It is those two personality traits that make her 'smart and cute' among others. Seiko is also level-headed and is able to find a clear answer in the most dire situations. It is that trait that has students coming to her for answers to their problems. Among other things, Seiko is largely misunderstood by the student body. She prefers solitude or the company of her clique over the roaring crowds of followers. And not one person at Commons, even in her clique has the slightest idea of "her" dirty little secret.

◘ Preferences ◘
»Men
Seiko prefers taller men, but not so tall as to make her feel vertically challenged. She adores dark hair (usually brown) and likes either brown or green eyes. She also prefers older men but that doesn't stop her from talking to others. She strongly dislikes the possessive jerk types and usually leans toward the free thinkers. Over all things Seiko adores intelligent men.

»Likes
Seiko adores the simple things in life. She loves all the darker shades of blue and purple, she loves the feel of velvet and the taste of anything peach-flavored. Her favorite place in the school is the library. There is a spot right by the window where she prefers to read. She loves a good mystery and will enjoy a thorough conversation anytime

»Dislikes

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Sam breathed in and out while taking one step at a time. He was on a mission. After learning about Christie's death, Katz had given him a couple days off, which was perfect. But that woman... she wouldn't ever forgive him for what he was going to do today. William's face popped into his head. That b*****d... Had he not been captured, he would have at least seen her off. It was so sad, getting the sickness right after she learned she was to have his child. He would avenge both their deaths today, so there was no need for them to worry. William didn't know anything about loss... It was about time he learned.

There was a knock on the door. Clay blinked, he didn't remember William ordering room service, but every once in a while they would get free things from the hotel. 'Complementary' they called it, but to him, it was just a form of sucking up to high class founders. William was in the other room, but since Clay was there already, he was told to open the door. "Kaay," he called back. He approached the door and opened it wide so he could see who it was. The boy blinked, for in front of him stood Sam. The blonde looked like hell, and by the looks of it, he hadn't even dressed properly for work this morning. "Sam..?" He asked as the other stepped forward. "Why're--" Clay's eyes widened in shock as Sam pulled him close. He never saw the flash of stainless steel and he almost didn't feel the knife pierce him, only the coldness of the metal. It was almost surreal, feeling warmth spread over his clothes. But then it started to hurt. He cried out and staggered as Sam sliced down and ripped whatever it was out of him, a wickedly sharp large butcher knife, now covered in the boy's blood. Hearing the boy's cry, William had hurried to the entrance to see Sam's face before he retreated. Even from this distance, could see something was wrong with the youngest boy. Clay, still in shock, put a hand to his wound and pulled it up to see it now covered in blood. He didn't hear William come up behind him, he just saw the blood in his shaking hand. "Oh," he murmured quietly. It only now just dawned on him that he'd been stabbed. Clay's knees buckled and the boy doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach. The wound was thin, but so deep. The boy could even see drops of blood falling on the light tile at an alarming rate.

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Taking overme mind

la~Leo turned around once Laurent made his presence known, but only to him did it feel like the male was expecting his sudden appearance --though little did he know, his boss was wrapped up in his thoughts instead. I have to teach myself lessons in stealth again, he thought absently while the other chuckled to his own question. Ah, so he was ready to leave. But that didn't mean the other could touch his hair, Laurent gave Leo a pointed look and brushed the other's hand from the top of his head. Of course once their silent exchange was over, the leader tucked his hands in his pockets and both made a beeline for the door. It was cold outside and of course the typical temperature for winter. However, he could have gone without the hail. Once Laurent was out the door, he paused to watch Leo lock the door. The blond's face sported a curious expression, but in his thoughts, he was struggling to concentrate. Not on the leader, but on the keys. The splendid array of keys were in all cases a mystery to him, for all of them were relatively the same size and shape, give or take the different notches that makes each key different from the rest. It was true that a genius could and would probably solve which was the door key, but Laurent didn't need the excess IQ(a trait wasted these days). He simply had to look at the keys and as for the rest, he left it to memory.

Now was the perfect time to observe. He watched quietly as he pulled out a gold and silver key; one for each lock. And yes, they were the same keys he'd seen over and over again, yet he still had difficulty separating them from the other keys. However, not everything could be as it seemed. There was the possibility that Leo switched the keys' location every unlocking, so if he did memorize the location of keys on the ring, it'd be the wrong key. Putting those technical difficulties aside, another problem nagged him constantly. How was he supposed to get the keys? Leo almost literally carried them around with him and when he was sleeping, they were definitely hidden. So what different measures was he willing to take to get the keys? Laurent gave himself a mental head shake. His situation wasn't even desperate yet, since they were having an outing. If at any time his life were in danger... That would change his views considerably. Laurent snapped out of his small reverie just as Leo turned around. The tune he hummed wasn't familiar, but he had to admit it sounded better than anything he could sing/hum. Without a word, Laurent followed the path to Leo's car, a Benz he believed. Of course, he wasn't one of those car people who obsess over makes and models, but he did remember the name.

The Benz was a sleek black car; a dark shadow against its white winter background. And because Leo kept it clean, it looked almost brand new, even though it was a couple years old. Also, it looked completely untarnished. Not many had the balls to scratch a gang leader's car and get away with it. Some didn't even have the balls to get in. With that in mind, Laurent smirked to himself as he reached for the handle. It wasn't the car these people should fear, but the owner himself. The tall blond slid into the smooth leather interior and closed the door behind him. Now that he thought about it, he'd been in a car similar to this one, and it was when they took him to what would be his new 'home'. Then again, he wasn't paying attention to the car's details at that time, so he wasn't sure if this was that car. Laurent used his seatbelt and and waited for Leo to start the car. it really was amazing how great it sounded; the engine practically purred. Leaning towards the window, he glanced back just as the other was doing as the car backed out of the drive. Fortunately, this process didn't take too long and soon they were on their way.

When you're a sniper yourself, you tend to look at things differently. And that was exactly what Laurence was doing as he peered out of the window. The streets were fine, for only a desperate wannabe would would actually kill someone on the streets noisily. No, his concern was with the buildings. And not just the roofs, but the windows too. Any of those entrances would be the perfect place for a sniper. And why was he looking for this? Probably for something to do. He didn't know. Only once or twice did his sights focus on the streets around them. Very mild traffic, for this time of year, but Laurent had no complaints. This turn of events only made their trip faster. Before long, they pulled in to the bar's parking lot. This bar was actually decent, since he himself found rave bars degrading. As soon as the engine stopped, he exited the car quietly and waited on Leo's side of the Benz. It was only natural the other go inside first since he was merely visiting. "You'll be surprised," he replied smoothly. His father had an extremely low tolerance for alcohol, but his mother's 'immunity' seemed to have balanced it out. Overall, he was alright in these standards.

As they sat at the bar, Laurent payed little attention to the men talking beside him and instead scoped the room. There was another reason he didn't like bars: The crowds. Crowds were a wonderful place to kill, considering the amount of confusion and chaos following the murder. However this crowd was smaller, so little fuss was to be made. but you wouldn't want to be a prominent figure in a crowd. Then you'd be screwed. Laurent glanced over to Leo. Wonder if he knows that, he wondered aloud. Maybe that man would be a little more careful in public. But then again, he wasn't the leader for nothing. He could definitely hold his own. Having seen it a few times himself, he'd developed a sense of respect for the other. But of course, devotion was worlds away from that. As his 'summons' Laurent glanced up to the barkeep. "Bourbon," he replied, "and vodka. Nothing with it." That seemed simple enough, he wasn't sure whether the order made sense or not, because for more than one reason, he drank at home. Maybe if he was lucky, he'd be able to get really drunk, since it hadn't happened in a while. Once his drinks were set before him, he took a long drink of his bourbon and exhaled deeply to get rid of the burning sensation. From the looks of it, he was beating his leader tolerance wise, but that would disappear with his other drink. As he'd requested, both drinks were in regular glasses, since he didn't believe in shots. With that bit of alcohol in him, Laurent began to relax and let the alcohol affect him. "Mm, is there really anything else you need to know?" he asked, meeting the other's eyes. It'd been a guarded question, but after a moment, he sighed. what do you want to know?" He'd tell what the other wanted to hear. But as for his secret: no amount of alcohol would get him to tell.


ll Relaxed/Guarded ll Lounge/Club ll With Leo ll
{ooc: The block of writers xD}

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⋋ Fae ⋌

laaThese areas of the forest were the best, the ones where sunlight seemed unable to pass through the leafy canopy above. For a vampire, it was an ideal place to rest, a place with little to no sound at the right times of day and no worry of sunlight. In this particular spot, the only sound made were by the demons squalling below. The heavily shaded areas were unfortunately a popular place for the larger ones; the dark hid their bodies well and at night, they were damned near invisible to the human eye. Even to vampires, they were harder to see at night, but it wasn't night, it was daytime and the demons were all too visible to Fae.

laaFrom a safe distance above she stood, having paused bit earlier to see what was happening. It was a fight, no doubt about it, but Fae had made a little out of trying to guess what each demon represented. It was a fairly new game, and there were hundreds of demons in the forest who changed their form each time, so the game never tired. She figured the first demon was something to do with wealth and greed-- it's fur, or rather scales were made entirely of gold. It was a lustrous creature with a ferocious expression, nearly all of it's face opened to a huge bottomless maw. It appeared to be the losing party, it's toxic black blood pouring to the ground in rivulets. The sight made her wrinkle her nose slightly in distaste. A vampire would have to be a damned fool to drink such blood. The second creature was harder to identify because of its wavering form. Fae noticed that about the oldest demons; they seemed to be constantly blurred as if unsure over which form to turn.

laaAfter a couple of minutes passed Fae gave up on trying to identify the second and turned from the commotion, hardly interested in the fight itself. Let the beasts fight over the ground below, as long as she had the safety of the trees she was relatively content. Yes, it was true she'd offered her services to the demons, but there were quite a few who paid no heed to the agreement. Sure, the vampires lived, but that didn't mean they were unharmed. With that in mind, Fae had plenty of sense to walk this part of the forest by the higher branches. Not that she minded; this was one of her many routes through the forest and for the most part, she remained unseen by the beasts below.

laaTen minutes past, and the sounds from the squabble behind her were almost impossible to hear. This was a lighter part of the forest now, though still relatively dark, it held large patches of sunshine, which she passed through without incident. The sun hardly did damage to her now because of her age, but it still felt wrong to pass through. As she walked she smelled human, but it was still too far away to track and she wasn't too keen to look for it now. She hadn't been asked to track the human, therefore she wouldn't go out of her way to find it. Besides, there was a more interesting scent in the air, as well as a certain presence she felt from those of her kind. There was a vampire nearby.

laaFae paused for a moment before leaping to a branch off her route. Having had nothing to do for the past few days, the company of another vampire would be welcoming. That, and she was rather curious. For as long as she'd been here she hadn't seen another vampire though she was told there were quite a few. In no time at all, she found him sitting on a branch and, like she'd been doing earlier, looking down at a demon she was quite certain to be the fear of animals. He seemed to be unaware of her presence for the moment, but that was alright, she'd just have to get closer. Fay landed on the same branch as his,wincing slightly as the bark scraped painfully against the bottoms of her bare feet. Those would heal. The sudden movement would surprise the other if he hadn't sensed her yet, but she wouldn't be surprised if he already had.

laa"Mm, I don't know," she replied lightly, glancing down at the waist-high demon with only a slight interest. "I've not been here long enough, so it's hard to say."