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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:19 pm
Ed took one last sip of his beer before putting it down on the bar and paying. "Its your choice my dear. But Im leaving, I have something to take care of." He started for the door.
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Posted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 9:35 pm
Felicia rolled her eyes. What a creep! Should've dumped this on him afterall... She swallowed what was left of the cranberry and vodka before leaving a bill beneath the sweaty glass. What did a girl have to do to attain some real exciting memories in this city, play Russian Roulette with hookers on the corner? She growled softly and stood, stretching out her pale limbs. There wasn't an ounce of fatigue in her body, and a burning desire to change that. What was she to do? Walk. Walk until she found something interesting - or died. Felicia pushed past the overbearing masses as swiftly as before, embracing what the night air had to offer.((exit))
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[picture.perfect.failure]
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 12:53 am
Hikaru walked into the nightclub, almost fully healed from her run-in with the lycan from earlier. Though her clothes were torn a little, it gave her an edgy look; almost vicious, yet sexy. She went to the bar, and sat on one of the stools. "Give me a captain morgan on the rocks, please. No olives." Hikaru asked the bar tender. "Right away, mistress" The bar tender said as he slinked away to fullfill her orders. Right now, All Hikaru needed was a modern drink to take her mind off things for a little while. Wait...one of the customers that just left looked familiar.... Hikaru realized little too late that that man she saw was a vampire. The same vampire who left her for death back at the fight! Are you serious? Look who I see....ugh...coward...whatever.... He's gone now She brooded to helself, for a little while, sipping her alcoholic beverage, and letting the effects sink in. Before taking any drink at all, she popped a blood tablet into the mixture, so she'd be getting some kind of nurishment from the human drink. Alcohol wasn't really a vampire's fancy, but damn, it tasted good sometimes. Even if it didn't taste like O-.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 8:42 pm
Amber showed up at the private section of the bar as she did three nights a week. The bouncers let her in as they did three nights a week, and she checked her black leather trenchcoat as she did three nights a week. Three nights a week she degraded herself doing this gig. Three nights a week. Her long red hair was hanging down her back as it usually did. Under the trenchcoat she was sporting black and red lingerie, with it's most notable features being long, black stockings, and a red and black bodice. She stepped up to her assigned pole for the night and began her work, spinning around it and showing off her figure to all the horny men in the nightclub. Just like she did every night, three nights a week.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 2:12 am
Kensington's bodyguard, Jack, walked into the bar and took a seat. He ordered a double whiskey, neat. He sat there and sipped his drink, if things were going the way he suspected then he could very well be dead before the week was out. His master had stumbled upon something quite dangerous, something that would rock the very foundations of the Ordo Noctis Eternus. This Posidon matter was quickly becoming more dangerous than it first appeared.
He finished the last of the whiskey, sovouring the warming sensation as it went down.
He walked to the VIP room, the bouncers waved him through as he approached, he went in and looked around, in the corner was his contact, he walked over and took a seat at the same table.
They exchanged hushed words for several minutes before a package changed hands. Jack rose to his feet, placing an envelope full of cash on the table as he did. He then headed for the exit, as he made his way out he noticed a new dancer taking her place on one of the poles, their eyes caught for a moment, he gave her a nod of aknowledgement and a supportive smile as if to say 'hang in their love' before walking out of the VIP lounge.
{EXIT TO CITY}
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 2:48 am
The girl had been watching them for some time, and was very interested that they had tried to be so quiet. From what she could see, that was also a large amount of money on the table. It could have been a drug deal... but in Las Noches, things were never that simple. She smiled at the man as he walked out. He had given her something to do.
The girl waited for a little while, so it didn't seem to suspicious, then stepped off the platform and towards the man who'd had the package. She was wearing her seductive mask now; her every step worked to play up her sex appeal. She sank into the man's lap and leaned backwards, and offered him a lapdance. After a brief conversation, the man refused. During the course of her conversation with him, she managed to slip a miniscule tracking device into his pocket, disguising it as normal "playing". She made her rounds, offering several lap dances, all to downplay any suspicion the man had. Then she went back to her pole.
The man left about an hour before her shift ended. She got her coat and exited the club out to the city, to track down her new "informant."
((Exit to The City))
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:29 am
Justin stepped into the nightclub.He looked around to investigate the area then walked down to the bar, "A tequilla please.", then turned around looking after who ever he might catch.As he spotted Hiraku he called for the barman one more time, "Excuse who is?" asked Justin with a low voice, "Just another client of mine." said the barman, "Ok thanks anyway.".Then he dranked his tequilla in one setting. Then we stood up and walked over to Hiraku even tho he knew something wasn't right, he tried for a second to read her thoughts, "Hello, mind if I sit next you..." then sat down on the stool next to hers.He then turned to the barman, "I'd like a captain morgan on the rocks, please. No olives, I'd prefere a lemon please."
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:28 pm
Klaus enters the nightclub and looks around after noticing Justin he smiled and walked to the barman."Two shots of Bloody Mary for the two love birds and a glass of lemonade for me."He then turns around at looks at Justin to see his reaction.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:34 pm
Justin felt offended by Klaus's treat but was able to read his though, Klaus seemed a bit familiar so he decided not to take premature actions, he also noticed Klaus's curioziti twards him and his behaviour.
"Ghee...thanks pal but I can take care of myself, and if you don't mind giving us a moment, I'd apreciatte it wink ."
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:37 pm
Klaus smiles at the two sitting at the table and he turns around and looks at the people around the bar. Justin had a hard time trying to figure out his mind but the hunger and thirst for blood was rather obvios as he was looking at the people as if he wanted to eat them.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:40 pm
Justin was amuzed by the sight of Klaus expecially after figuring out his "purpose" in the night club.A grim smile apperead on his face as he wached Klaus, in the same time he was trying to dig inside his mind to fiind out as much as possible (If you want me to notice specific information pm to me)
"Perhapse you could use a bloody Mary yourself."
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 2:46 am
Klaus looks suspiciously at Justin. He gets up and walks to the door of the bar.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:54 am
Justin stood up, "Hey Klaus allow me to walk you to the door.", walking towards Klaus putting his hand on his shoulder and his other hand inside his coat's pocket.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:24 pm
Klaus looks at Justin.He then walks away and puts his hands in his pockets.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 10:29 pm
Justin brings a kick directly into Klaus's belly trowing him away and pulling out his Glock in the same time, shooting him countlesly.
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