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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 5:12 pm
Wadjet sat down beside her and filled his glass yet again. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed two twins who walked inside. He watched them for a few seconds, they were very attractive... But closing his eyes, he looked back to True, who was the real focus of his visit here. "Enjoying yourself?" He rested one hand over hers and raised the brim of the glass to his lips.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 8:37 pm
Radu felt the glance and looked over, his eyes locking to the couple some distance away. His eyes were intense and his face rigid. He swallowed hard and turned his gaze to Anca, Anca who had been on the edge of her chair looking into the crowd, as if she were to spring from her seat at any second.
Anca was watching the crowd with interested and hungry eyes. She loved the energy here; maybe they would have to come back. Anca, joaca frumos... Radu's voice sounded inside her mind. She closed her eyes for a moment.
Stay out of my head... She opened her eyes after she had finished this inaudible message. As the people in front of her danced, her eyes glazed and soon she didn't see the people anymore. She leaned back in her chair and looked over at Radu. "Per-aps you are right..." she pursed her lips. She took this moment to now look at the couple that Radu had several moments before. There was something about them that she couldn't place. Unlike Radu, Anca felt no shame about watching them. Whereas Radu had looked quickly away, Anca now watched them. Their every movement. She felt no humility in watching his hand slide over hers. Anca touched her lips, lost in thought as she stared.
At length, Anca looked back to the crowd and crossed her long, model-like legs showing her boots that looked like something a faerie would wear. They were black with mile high heels, and they came up a little past her knee with a jagged edge that resembled something like leaves, embellished with small holes displaying her paled skin beneath. The boots complimented her lacy black strapless dress, the fringe of the lace resting eerily on her pale thighs and chest.
Radu was dressed more simply. He wore a black silk collared shirt, unbuttoned at the throat, and a simple pair of dark jeans. His skin shone like ivory, like his sister's, and hair as black as the abyss.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2010 9:00 pm
True looked over at Wadjet and smiled, nodding as she filled her glass with one hand and then brought it to her lips, drinking it slowly now that she had a very nice buzz going through her body. She could feel someone's eyes on them and for a while she didn't mind it, but after that while it started to bug her slightly. Her body temperature slowly climbed and she smoothly moved her hand away from Wadjet so she wouldn't burn him. She looked up at him apologeticly as she took a sip of her drink, keeping an eye on the alcohol around her to make sure it didn't catch on fire in her irritation.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 4:38 am
Wadjet raised his brows, a little surprised, but silent about it. When she gave him that apologetic look, he gave a soft and short smile before taking another drink. Fine, he wouldn't touch her again for the rest of the night... He could wait. But aside from joking, he could tell she felt the eyes watching them, too. Wadjet turned his head and watched them in return without blinking, especially Anca. He brushed some hair out from his face, stringing it through his long delicate fingers.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 3:40 pm
"RA-du..." Anca said in a sweet voice, her inflection obviously foreign, "let's stay a while, please? I like the vibe. Thiis' place..." she paused, in thought, "...se simte ca acasa..." The Romanian rolled off her tongue like golden fluid, so smooth and silken. ...it feels like home...
"The people..." Radu began, his lips picking up in slight disgust.
"Are 'uman..." Anca ended for him. "So we play in ze mouse pit for a while, and when you want to leave, we leave. I want stay for an overnight."
Radu tossed his head gently backward smiling, once again giving in to her wants. She is a princess. Or at least she once was. And he was a prince, too, he had to remember.
"You see that couple there?" Anca indicated to True and Wadjet with her mysterious eyes, subtly. "I'm thinking to buying them a glass of finest blood this place has to offer..." She glanced around the crowd, a wicked smiled played about her pretty little lips, her eyes express a wild fun at work, her thoughts baleful and menacing.
Radu gave her a reproving look.
Anca smiled and caught a male waiter that was walking about with tray on hand. She gently tugged him by the elbow and he obeyed, oh, so willingly. She decided the blood might be a bad idea, so she settled for something a little less unnerving. She whispered into his ear, lips a fraction of an inch away from him, fingertips touching at his throat, "Another round for thet couple over there, whatever they aire' having, and uhh..." she smiled as she slipped a few large bills in his front pocket, "and sizable tip for you." She smiled and watched him step away dazed, as if she had just told him that she loved him. Her gaze followed him as he placed the drinks on their table across the way.
"I really think I would 'ave liked the glass of blood's effect better..." Anca mused happily, no matter that this wasn't the fun she had planned, but still, the couple got free alcohol. She was smiling almost like an animal; a beautiful animal. She sipped of her own crimson lined glass in front of her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 3:50 pm
When True saw the glass in front of her she cringed at it, not sure if she should take it or not. She looked over at Anca and tilted her head, trying to figure out her motives on why she would by them a drink. She swirled the cup around gently though, showing that she was thinking about having a sip but not trusting Anca and her twin. She finished her cup of Whiskey and refilled it, drinking about half of that one before setting the cup down again.
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Phantom_lover2 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 8:20 pm
Wadjet took the cup gracefully, and looking over to the twins, nodded with appreciation and slightly raised his glass in acknowledgment in their direction before taking a sip. His sense of smell was so keen, and he did not detect any scent which might cause him to be of alarm at enjoying this drink.
After finishing the drink, he placed his hand on True's shoulder as she was just about to take a sip of hers, and whispered "I'll be right back." His voice was soothing, and calm; it wasn't clear if his speech was slurred or if it was almost a snake-like tone. He moved his cold hand away, remembering what he had compromised earlier about not touching her. Standing up out of the booth, he made his way across the Knot to the twins. His posture was very high, showing his height, and his long white hair braided loosely down his back glowed in short moments of flashes of black light in the club. The black fur collar on his coat framed his thin face, and made his golden eyes stand out even more.
Reaching Anca and Radu, he gave a sly and relaxed smile. "My friend and I wanted to thank you for the drinks." He looked between them. Anca and her brother were very beautiful and handsome... his envy and attraction over their beauty was well hidden, at least for now. Alas, he was here with True... and for some reason, with her here, he felt almost an emotional wall keeping him from flirting as he usually would. Boundaries... that was something he had lived without for quite some time, and beyond his understanding, this was a wall he didn't want to break.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 9:04 pm
Anca smiled up at him, "It was our pleasure..." Her voice seeped into the air as soft as black velvet. The twins stood up at once, Anca with a little more bounce than Radu. Anca stood almost at eye-level with the man, with the help of her heels, Radu was still taller than her, meeting the man's eyes straight ahead. Radu held out his hand first, offering his handshake.
"My name is Radu. This is my sister Anca. We aire' pleased to meet you..." His voice deeper yet just as silky as his twin's, though he tried harder to hide his accent. Anca licked her startlingly white teeth behind her coral lips, as she watched the two with their introductions.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 9:46 pm
True watched them with a keen eye as she sat there, keeping every emotion on lock down, only fear for the poor club's life on her face right now as she took the drink Anca had sent over and took it in one gulp. She couldn't remember the last time she got this drunk, and because of that she kept her distance but kept her ears wide open towards Wadjet, having the feeling that if he made a wrong move, something else would go wrong. Wadjet, be careful please, I don't know how well my emotions are while drunk anymore. I'm not stopping you from flirting, just don't go anywhere with them alone. She sent out to his mind, knowing he would understand... Hopefully anyway.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 1:48 pm
Angel of the End Banshee's eye brow raised. She noticed the drawing, and she just... got it. The concept of rebirth. "Sorry, have we met before? I usually am very good at remembering faces." Sighing Mercy stared at the bar, kicking back shots of blood laced liquor as she kept a tab on the four behind her. She could smell vampire.. and she felt her fangs p***k her lower lip. time for a distraction, no? pushing a hand through her hair she stood, climbing up onto the bar and whistling sharply.. ignoring the bartenders chuckle at her bold actions. He was used to it, not a lick of shyness in her. " Lady-spooks and GentlePleebs, I would like a vote! Should there, or should there not, Be neon-colored straws at this bar?! Really, 2 dimes extra and your poisons' can look festive, anyone?"
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Turinan Dusk Watcher Crew
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 3:30 pm
Anca smiled over to the girl across the room, not unkindly, only for a moment before she turned back to Radu and the man. When she figured no one was looking she examined the man before her as if he were a lizard being dissected in a gloomy science lab. Not disgusted, just very interested, as if she had never seen anything like it.... Maybe it wasn't a lizard though... maybe it was a snake... She smiled, intrigued by the idea, and then averted her gaze back to Radu, still waiting to hear a name to match with the man's admirable face. She shrugged her long black hair over her shoulder as Radu stiffened slightly beside her.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 4:00 pm
Wadjet looked over to see a girl yelling about straws, and simply laughed quietly to himself and called out quickly, "I vote; agreed!" Chuckling, he then turned his attention back to the couple.
He took the man's hand and shaked it; Wadjet's hand was very soft and looked almost delicate, although, it was ice cold and and had an unconsciously strong grip. "Radu..." He looked over to the girl, not noting her smile or Radu's slight change in posture. "And Anca, nice to meet you." However, despite not noticing these two, he did feel True's worry, he didn't know how, he just did. Looking over his shoulder for a moment, he let go of Radu's hand and said very politely to the two of them, "Excuse me."
Wadjet made his way through the crowd, tripping a bit once over someone's shoe and cursing under his breath, and got to the table True was at. His face was calm, and he sat down across from her, folding his hands with his elbows on the table and resting his chin on the double fist, silently watching her, waiting for her to tell him what was wrong. He wasn't impatient or annoyed, but he sensed this was a dangerous edge she was balancing on... He was use to drinking large amounts constantly, but even in his very very drunken state, he could tell she was a bit more drunk than she was use to.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 4:13 pm
Banshee felt a slight chill down her spine, but as with most all of her reactions and emotions, she didn't show even a hint of it. Keep them in check. She gave a smile and sat down across from this girl, leaning back in the seat. "It would be harder not to." She said playfully, but on the inside, her stomach churned. I don't know what she means by 'before you were born'. That was several hundred years ago... This girl doesn't have any scent of age about her. No, she has no scent on her at all... What is she-
Banshi then heard Mercy call out, and turning her head to face her, gave an approving smile before turning her attention back to the girl sitting across from her. "I like to draw too." She paced her hand on the table and tilting her head to better look at the picture. "Landscapes, and portraits mainly. But I really like your picture here."
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:11 pm
True looked at Wadjet and pushed all the alcohol in front of her away so she wouldn't drink anymore. "I'm sorry Wadjet, I guess I thought I could handle as much as you but apparently I can't. I'm afraid of what I will set on fire if my temper flares or if something inside me goes wrong." She sighed and looked down at her hands which were beat red with heat that should be let out. "Just give me time to sober up a little and I will be better at this." She said softly as she lifted her hand for him to see what was going on inside her so he understood how bad of a ticking time bomb she was.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:57 pm
Fully pleased with herself Mercy looked at the bartender expectantly, giving a cheer when the man forked over a party-pack of silly straws with a laughing expression. She had seen them under the counter, and what luck.. they proved to be a decent distraction for those in the bar, if only for a moment. Taking the straws she sat down on the bar, crossing her legs at the ankle and swinging them cheerfully as she set about getting a pink one for her shot glass. She would only cause a scene again if it was needed.. but there was no doubt she had enjoyed teaseing the barkeep.
" Thank you." Her hand stretched out, touched Banshee's lightly.. her cold skin holding the bite of glass, a bullet tearing through flesh. " Did you know, all Crusniks that die by sacrafice are accepted into Bahbahi?" Sacrafice.. suicide by the enemy, to defend others. for this, she gave them entry to the warrior's paradise until they chose to be reborn.. or a choice to return to life. Banshi had been thinking of her own death for a while now, Suicide had felt it.. and actually felt remorse at the idea. " It is beautiful there, but you should not think of death so soon."
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