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 Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 4:47 pm
Amor Bas Lioncourt
Amor stood his ground he pondered to himself if he should give his opinion to the male Bryon. Amor couldn't judge a person right away but Bryon seemed to want to know. Inhaling a soft breath Amor sat him self down unnecessarily on the chair nearest to Bryon. His right leg crossed over his left as he positioned his viola and bow atop the counter of the bar. His black hole gaze stared intently on the male. Before finally speaking.
"Do you really want to know what I think, I'll tell you. I've been around for 103 years sir. I've attached myself to many people, which took me too many places, I've seen things most beings wouldn't imagine to be true or don't find it believable.. "
Amor kept himself silent for a mere few seconds. He wondered if he should continue, but pushing back his hesitation what's the worse that could happen? He was already dead, just the thought of rejection remained but he disregarded it just for this moment in order to voice his opinion.
"Tell me sir, would you be able to believe that the undead walk among us with the appearance of a normal human, and I don't mean ghosts like myself."
Amor continued before the man could answer.
"A creature for lack of better words, which I say in no offence to their kind. But, these beings they subsist by feeding on the life essence of living creatures or blood in other words, maybe you find this unbelievable. But I assure you they exist. I've seen them, I've talked to them, befriended one or two, they were able to see me strangely unlike the others around me. They called themselves .. what was it .."
Amor lowered his head, biting against his lip as his mind attempted to remember the memories of so many years ago. Quickly his head shot up letting his gaze take back to Bryon.
"Ah, of course! They said they were called vampires, and well sir perhaps I'm over analyzing or being idiotic, but you show signs of being like those I meet, a vampire. You can see me for one and .. I saw the hunger in your expression when that girl hurt herself on the glass, you tried to hide it sir but I'm afraid I was able to at least catch a glimpse. Many other tiny facts just make me assume more then maybe .. you are a vampire?"
Lucian Kliment
Lucian's eyes widened, as he quickly slid his tongue over the wound on his lip, cleaning the blood. Oddly enough once he pulled it into his mouth he allowed the small amount of liquid crimson to slide down his throat. Hiding this action of him swallowing however. Lucian quickly flashed a gentle smile towards the female Peeta, as he spoke in a calm manner.
"Niet, I'm fine, no worry."
The other female Melanie had caught Lucian off guard, causing a simple flinch. His mind had been tangled in several thoughts. Which also caused him to unintentionally disregard Peeta's feelings towards himself. He gave a smirk at Mel's remark but denied that there was anything going on.
"Neit, we just talk .. you may join if you like."
Lucian was rather calm despite the comment. He didn't see it that way, nor did he see why the others would think that. Perhaps he was just completely oblivious to the fact. Whatever the matter he simply shrugged it off.[[Edited]]-Also sorry for Lucian's being somewhat short. > x <
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 9:12 pm
(-)  Peeta sighed in relief, relaxed more than she thought she should. "Umm can I- Oh hey Mel, I see Lithium likes you." She said and pointed to the arctic fox which had trotted out along with Mel when the girl went out to talk on her phone. Looking back at Lucian she chewed her lip as Mel teased them about being together out of the bar. "We weren't doing anything. Really." Peeta spoke in quick surprise but looked back at Lucian and thought 'but I wanted to lean against his arm and rest my head in that soft fur vest. I wonder what might have happened if Mel didn't come out here..' She thought jealous at her stolen possibility. "What's wrong? You seemed awfully upset about something. Can I help? I mean I do sort of owe you." She said, forcing herself to remember that this was thanks to Mel because otherwise she'd not have courage and some one else would get to Lucian before her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:20 am
 -♦◊♦◊ DJ Mel ◊♦◊♦-
Melanie busted out laughing after the two responded. She really just liked teasing people. It had nothing to do with whether she was actually thinking that the two were doing something more than talking. In reality, she could care less if they were confessing, love at first site, feelings or not. It didn't matter to her. The same was true for anyone else that she just met. For instance, the jabs at Daniel were merely for fun, although she did base them slightly in reality. After all, she wouldn't joke around about two guys if they were 100% straight or would get mad about it. In any case, she didn't care if she was interrupting their make out time or whatever else they could have been doing alone out here.
"Oh I see..." Mel said with a smile after her laughter faded away. Her hazel orbs traveled to look down at the arctic fox at her feet. She knelt down to pet the white fluff ball. "Oh don't worry about it," she responded while keeping her eyes on the fox. Her voice sounded calm and normal, but wasn't in its usual cheerful tone.
A moment later, Melanie stood back up and looked over at the two. "Why are you guys out here anyway? Did you not like the band or something?" As she asked, she placed on hand on her hip.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:41 pm
(-) "Alright." Peeta spoke, his voice became more boyish and hoarse and he spoke in a tone that showed he didn't believe that it wasn't something to worry about. Then again he had a few things to do, for one he left his precious violin in the bar where it may get stolen. "I uh, I left my violin inside. I'm going to get it." He spoke up and stood up to go inside leaving Lithium to look confusedly at Lucian and Mel, back and forth.
Grabbing the violin, he found it was in the same perfect condition he always kept it and a sigh of relief escaped his lips as he clipped it up and walked back out, placing it next to Lucian. "Can you watch this for me?" He asked and turned before the guy could answer, striding towards the washroom and hesitated, looking at the men and women's room. What was a girl who was really a guy on the inside to do? Deciding to take the girls since it was cleaner he looked at himself in the mirror and at first his eyes were cold and harsh, as well as boyish, as he relaxed the whole air around him turned feminine and Peeta's brown eyes softened and she smiled. "I do like Lucian and I love him just a little." She grinned, there was no one in the washroom so she didn't need to worry. She turned to head back out and almost ran through the bar outside at her new cheery revelry. "Thanks for watching my violin Lucian. I appreciate it." She spoke softly and a little hint of smitten demeanor.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 2:08 pm
 Lucian Kliment
Lucian was baffled by Peeta’s actions; the female seemed to be a rush, But for what reason? Lucian took his gaze down towards the instrument left near him; his right arm scooped it up, handling it with the utmost care, as if it was his own. He propped it up next to his own instrument that he had since then gently leaned into the material of the building. Narrowing his eyes, he released a breath though it wasn’t extremely cold nor was he smoking, despite these facts Lucian’s breath was visible as a soft cloud of mist escaped his lips only to be whisked away into the passing breeze.
Lucian blinked for a mere second as Peeta came rushing back, yet again her actions baffled him. He laughed giving her a warm smile as he gestured with his right palm, he spoke but this gesture was used as if to say 'no thanks needed' or 'no problem' either way it was no trouble.Replying with a single 'word'.
"Da."
Then glancing back to Melanie to assure the other female that he still acknowledged her presence, his back leaning in against the outside of the bar, his arms folded over one another as he seemed to hide the lower half of his face in the fluffed out fur of his coat’s collar. His sangria colored eyes illuminated bright against the white, intently putting his gaze on Melanie as he spoke.
“You seem to be in distress, yes?”
Lucian knew he might not get an answer and perhaps it was rude considering it was none of his business. But, why not ask? What’s the worse that could happen? Though he didn’t allow her to ask the first question he asked his second question, Lucian already knew something had caused the girl to be in dismay, but still asked the question despite this knowledge.
Lucian actually perhaps already knew the situation; or a gist of it, Lucian’s hearing is quite remarkable. Some would say he could hear the strum of a guitar miles away, of course this is an over exaggeration, but nevertheless his hearing was more advance then most. Lucian wasn’t one to gloat, nor did he want others to suspect him to be something other then human or as most called it these days a ‘reject’ whatever people wanted to call it even if they would accept him, he preferred keeping most things about himself a secrete. Honestly, Lucian didn't care if people accepted him or not. But things like this are not to be taken light, Besides if he were to inform Melanie of this one, he feared some physical revenge to be taken on him because she would think he was eavesdropping on her conversation. So again, as usual he kept his talents to himself, so instead he simply asked her the problem, whether or not she would answer was the question.
“Melanie .. you may see me as nothing more but a foreigner or stranger, but I can read expression. No hiding, what bothers you my comrade?”
Yet again Lucian had made his little inside joke of using the term ‘comrade’. However, Lucian kept a straight face, despite his playful joke to himself he was still focused on the serious matter at hand. He awaited the girl’s answer or if she shrug it off say something like ‘oh nothing’ or worse merciless beat him for being nosey, but Lucian didn’t suspect Melanie to be the kind of person. So that reaction was pushed aside, he patiently waited, his gaze never taken off from the female, not to be creepy but to show he was intently listening to anything she decided she would share with him.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 3:28 pm
 ♥ ♠ Call me Byron, that's all ♦ ♣
Byron's face turned into a weird mix of amazement and anger before going into an episode of hysterical laughter that gave him tears in his eyes. "Vampires? Vampires? Vampires you say? Now that's the weirdest joke I've ever heard." he exclaimed in his laughter.The scene was weird, a guy laughing at something no one has seen or heard, it looked like he was drunk except he wasn't.
Then he calmed down all of a sudden, and stared at Amor with his glassy eyes that were still wet with tears, not noticing that his laughter was quite a scene "But doesn't that require dying at a certain point? I sure ain't dead." at these words he totally shut up, was he really sure he was alive? He pressed his index and middle fingers against the veins on his wrist right under his palm, just to make sure he was fine.
To his surprise, he found nothing, nothing at all, not even faint pulse, technically he was dead, or so it seemed, now one can't live with no pulse, can he? but there he was, sitting at a bar sipping his Jack Daniels and smoking cigarette after cigarette like he always used to do on weekends, he was dead but alive in the same time, he was a living dead.
The old ghost was right he was one of "the undead who walk amongst us with the appearance of a normal human" just as he said, but the idea of feeding on human blood seemed fairly disgusting for a moment, but he recalled the feeling he got when that cute girl cut her finger. he was hungry then, so hungry it seemed inhuman. He also remembered how in the past two weeks he could mostly consume liquids and barely keep any of his food in, which led him to use a lot of liquid supplements, fearing that he would lose weight or get sick from that weird pattern of consumption.
"So I'm a vampire, what do I do now?" All his anger had turned to despair, he had become something he didn't believe existed, and if his information was true, he will be like that for a long time, for eternity or so they say. Now it was time to find out how he ended up like that.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 6:49 pm
-♦◊♦◊ DJ Mel ◊♦◊♦-
Melanie watched Peeta as she seemed to morph into a different person all of the sudden. She was so perplexed by it that she continued to stare at the door until the girl came back out. Her hazel eyes watched the boyish looking girl put the case next to Lucian before running off again. 'Well, that was a bit odd.' She thought to herself.
It wasn't until Lucian spoke to her that she snapped out of it and turned her attention to the pale male in front of her. What was with them both questioning her like that? She just had a semi-heated conversation on the phone that they probably didn't totally hear or understand. I mean it was impossible to understand even if you heard her half of the conversation. Seriously, they were both making a big deal like it is something important. Whether that was the case or not; it was none of their business. Why were they even bothering anyway? They JUST met: literally. In a way it was kind of rude and nosy. Sure she probably seemed like that sometimes, but she was never really serious about such things.
"Its Mel," the blond corrected in an average ton as she put her other hand on her hip and shifted her weight to her other leg. Read expressions huh? That means that he was watching and probably listening to her talk on the phone. After all, she gave them normal expressions when she approached them. They weren't fake ones either. She wasn't one to take the effort to do such things.
Melanie busted out laughing at the comrade thing. "What are we in some kind of war together?" Before she could say anything else, Peeta returned from whatever she was doing.
"You both are too concerned about that silly phone call," she chuckled softly, "plus, you totally ignored my questions." Mel said the last part in a more normal tone. She flashed them both a smile and headed to the door. "I'm gonna get a drink." With that said, she disappeared into the building.
Shortly later, Mel was standing at the bar next to the lady that looked like Lacey. She didn't even notice her though. Her eyes were on Christoph the whole time. "Hey! Christoph. Could you make me that drink that you made Lacey the other time?" The whole point of her asking him was because she couldn't really remember what it was and was hoping he would. She could care less about the situation that was going on between him and the other two people. In fact, she didn't notice it at all. After all, the blond was not particularly observant: she was just a curious type.
It wasn't until after she asked that she took a look at her surroundings and saw the woman next to her. Melanie inhaled sharply as her eyes bugged out. Her mouth dropped as she took a step back and pointed toward the Japanese woman. "You look just like Lacey!"
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 7:26 pm
(-) Peeta took her violin gingerly from the case that leaned against the wall and began to play. Not a song really but rather a voiceless melody that chimed through the street, the girl who believed she was the a guy yet had a crush on Lucian. It rang out in the violin's own language, one easy to get a grasp of the feeling but not the words it spoke. She was calmed down and even the sounds of shouting from in the bar didn't phase despite her fear of loud shouting and drunks, for this person must be whoever they be inside the bar. Lithium on the other hand had perked up at the familiar voice and ran inside, turning sharply to the dark haired boy's table and bumped into his shins before she could put on the brakes, bumping her poor nose and let out a yelp before recovering and looking at him with worried eyes and let out a bark.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 2:14 pm
Amor Bas Lioncourt
Amor laughed nervously. He figured the question asked was only rhetorical, either way he wouldn’t have an answer. Not everyday one finds out they’re a vampire because a ghost told them so. Though Bryon had laughed at first it seemed his amusement ended with dismay. Amor cleared his throat; his right hand had curled into a fist as he placed it over his lips. Finally he decided to speak up.
“The question is how long you can go without feeding, when that urge comes how will you control it? Would you be willing to take a human life or try and find another way of feeding your hunger?”
Amor had not seen this many times, most of the ‘Vampires’ he accounted already knew what to do what they needed. It seemed Bryon didn’t even realize he had died, Amor was unsure of what to say. A moment of sorrow took over him, for a moment despite Bryon being dead at least he could walk amongst the living and perhaps be accepted he had a thought of jealousy but of course he shook it away. But he couldn’t help but make a remark.
“At least you can feel and touch, when someone embraces you, you can feel them. If anyone even walks my way they go right through me. I can manifest myself in a solid form .. but not for long. You don’t even have to try to do that, anyone and everyone can see you here and you don’t even have to try.”
Amor stopped himself before he was to rant. Amor was actually surprised that he was even carrying out a conversation with the living – or undead as it was discovered a second ago. With the quick bow of his head he made this gesture as an attempt to excuse him for his ranting.
Lucian Kliment
Lucian shot his gaze towards Melanie he felt a tight know twist into his stomach he felt as if he had upset her with asking. Or perhaps she found out just by thinking it over that he was listening. A soft exaggerated sigh passed through Lucian’s icy lips, he decided to forget all about it. He wiped his conscious clean. Lucian’s lips perked to a smile as Peeta played out of the blue, he was enchanted by the melody that danced through his ears.
Lucian placed his right palm against the leather casing of his guitar, as he pushed it gently against the terrain, flipping the buckle he let the casing open. Lucian had knelt on his right knee, caressing his fingers delicately over the strings of his guitar only to at last curl the fingers of his right hand against the neck of the guitar lifting it from the casing. Lucian closed the casing easily yet gently with the heel of his boot as he lifted to a stand, propping it back up against the side of the bar. Lucian lifted his arm as the strap that attached to his guitar was brought over him; the headstock was pointed to his left due to Lucian being right handed.
Between the index and thumb of his right hand he held the solid black pick that was marked with the same white ‘X’ matching perfectly with his guitar. It was unknown if this symbol had any significant meaning, but at the moment Lucian could careless. The tip of the pick was placed on the thickest string of his guitar first as he listened intently to the melody Peeta played, finally he jumped in as he began to play his own melody, but one that was similar and supported the one Peeta played.
Lucian’s fingers traveling up and down the fingerboard of his guitar pressing the tips of his fingers against the strings to form these sounds. Lucian parted his lips inhaling as he began to sing rather softly to himself. The song he sang he hadn’t written himself, but a song he listened to quite often. The melody they played wasn’t necessarily the one that went with the song but he sang it to where it did. It was of course in Russian, Lucian knew English, but he saw no reason not to sing in Russian at the moment. Lucian wasn’t really singing the song for any purpose or to give a hidden message he just simply enjoyed singing.
Lucian stopped before he sang the rest however, he wasn’t sure if he was going to finish even. Instead he simply concentrated on strumming he made with his guitar.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 9:40 pm
(-) Stopping to help lift up Lucian's guitar case, she moved it gingerly, worried that it might fall since he moved it with just his foot, she held it gingerly before standing up with her violin and played again, she was happy to play her violin and it sounded beautifully alongside Lucian's guitar strumming, and even though Lucian sang little it was still a beautiful song. Stopping suddenly to listen to Lucian when he sang and waited for him to stop. "Do you want to go perform at the garden? There's not many people around but the flowers are an inspiration. Just to play, nothing weird I promise." She suggested and crossed her heart like in that cross your heart, hope to die oath.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 9:44 am
♥ ♠ Call me Byron, that's all ♦ ♣
"Sir, I find your envy most disturbing, I mean I can feel people, yes, and they don't go right through me. But what good is that when people are on the main course now, instead of pizza or ramen? I mean I don't mind being invisible, but feeding on blood sounds pretty gross to me, human or not, and doing it for eternity...ugh, let alone the legal trouble that I will get if I get caught."
Byron found Amor's rant most inappropriate for the time, he didn't get why Amor was so unhappy, he might have understood it some other day; but now he was consumed by his own problem.
There must be a time when he died, but when was that? he can't seem to remember, and if he died, wouldn't that give him legal trouble if someone in his workplace found out? Was this why no one answered his calls from his family or old friends, because they knew or thought he was dead? Loads of questions stormed in his head as he buried his face in his palms, that news was disappointing, he should deal with the fact that he was now dead to all whom he loved or at least known, with nothing left for him from his past but his ring.
He didn't even notice that the arctic fox was back, even when it hit him or when it barked, the room was turning around like he was dizzy and the music collided with the voices of the patrons forming an annoying chaos, like ghastly voices to his ears. It all seemed impossible and sick, he couldn't take it, he was scared for the first time in a long while. Then, he raised his head and looked at Amor again, with the room still spinning in his head. He looked a little different, his eyes were paler and his fangs were clearly visible as he talked "So that's it? I will be forever twenty seven, pale and thin, and drink blood to sustain myself, sounds really appealing, no? Any Idea why I didn't die when I was supposed to?" He asked sarcasticly "Did someone think it was a good idea to keep nerdy Byron around for eternity? Now who could that be?" He wondered as he looked around him, the dizziness was gone, but he still felt weird.
"I guess I have an eternity to find that out, litterally" he said as he noticed Lithium, and tried to pick her up again.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 8:39 pm
Lithium moved so she would be easier to pick up, she could smell he wasn't human and that he was a bit angry but she wasn't afraid but more rather took pity on him and snuggled up against his chest, before sitting up and pushing her head into the closest hand of his and glared at the ghost with keen eyes, like she was watching a mouse.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 9:05 pm
{{ As I mentioned to Irako via PM, I'm currently super busy. At the moment I'll leave Daniel writing in his notebook, inspired by Melanie's -facepalm- I mean, Lacey's curiously shy, yet profound personality. & a certain drummer, yush. ;3
Ah, Liam has, currently, grown very surly and gone to the backroom to take out his irritation on the dishes. Cleaning frenzy ftw? He hasn't said anything to anyone and likes it better that way. Glares all around and a few kicks at an empty cardboard box to make him feel better.
Anyways, if I manage to figure out my schedule, I plan on returning, & feel free to throw Daniel in and out of situations - ones he'd actually show up in, anyways. xDDD Mel can make him dance, for example. Lawls. Ahh. Sorry again, but things change a lot sometimes. Hope to resume here soon! }}
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 5:00 am
((oh good luck with your schedule.
I'm supposed to write something but I'm sick so I can't come up with anything now, maybe tonight. As you guys know Byron turned out to be a vampire, I need help to develop vampire traits that everyone is okay with, please pm me the traits you like and the ones you don't want.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 9:26 am
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♫ ℒacey ℋancock ♫
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Lacey was still sitting next to Daniel as he wrote in his notebook. It reminded her of something she wanted to ask him, but she didn't want to disturb him. She liked the fact that he was easy to talk to and seemed kind of mellow. Then again, maybe it was only easy to have a conversation because they started talking about something they had in common.
Dark eyes stared at the empty counter in front of her. Lacey still didn't order a drink. That was because Christoph was busy with that woman. Of course, at this point she didn't really need to order what she was going to. By now, she had a good idea why the drink tasted like it did.
That was when Mel loudly pointed out the look-alike. Her head snapped over to look before she even realized that it happened. Not wanting to accidentally make eye contact, she quickly looked away and slipped off the stool. For some reason, she just didn't want to meet that lady. She turned on her heels and started walking in the opposite direction.
A moment later she stopped dead in her tracks. Lacey felt the presence of something again. She was standing right next to a stool that looked empty. Her head turned slowly to look at the presence before she whispered under her breath. "Ghost-sama." Then she took a small step back with one foot in order to look at the other guy that she just noticed. Why was he facing in that particular direction? Was he talking to the Ghost? At the time, she seemed to come when the conversation was at a slight pause; thus, she didn't hear anything that was said.
Suddenly, she noticed the arctic fox. What was that doing here? Oh, maybe it belonged to that guy that was gazing at the presence she felt. It didn't really matter.
"Uh sorry," she murmured before she started walking again. Lacey only said that because she thought she might have interrupted the two. ((Ah Bonesy ^_^ I am assuming that you meant Daniel was inspired by Lacey, since Melanie isn't shy. Haha))
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