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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:17 pm
::The entryway doors are pushed open rather hurriedly, a coated figure stepping in quickly from the cold outside. As he closes the door, one looking out could see a mild blizzard of sorts, the howl of wind accompanied by sheets of snow blowing about wildly. The vampire shuts the door with a slam, what looks like smoke rising from his collar as a soft, sizzling hiss fills his ears. Growling obscenities under his breath, he raises his gloved hands and runs them through his messy dirty blond locks before brushing off the shoulders and sleeves of his worn brown coat, flakes of snow falling to the ground.
Unfastening the front of his coat and checking the rest of his clothes - still facing the door - Andamuel lets out a low, hissing breath in reaction to the pain on his head and face. Fortunately for him, the sizzling soon ceases, and he shakes arms and head energetically. ********' blizzard. Sighing, the vampire turns around, showing a large black burn mark across his left cheek and apparently blood frozen onto the corners of his mouth. The mark fades slowly, after a few moments sure to be gone entirely. Under his coat is a red button-down shirt, loosely tucked into his beige pants. A belt around his waist holds up the sheathe of his dagger against his right leg, though such is hidden partially by his coat. Knee-high rugged leather boots soaked from running through the snow, Twist steps further into the building, wiping his mouth against his right sleeve.
The pale-skinned vampire finds two people he hasn't seen before - some distance to his right - though this may turn out to be a frequent occurence. His first visit landed him no conversation, while the second gave him some sort of demon that was too lazy to walk. Though it also introduced him to a girl, Jade. Interesting character. This time - another fine young lady. This one a blond, she's considerably more petite, yet she appears just as desirable. Tasty, the vamp thinks to himself with a subtle grin. The guy is more or less resembling a one-dude circus. Undoubtedly, there is a reason for that, the vampire ponders, but I'd best not be askin'. Clearing his throat, Andamuel raises his right arm in a single wave to the chick and the guy, both strangers.::
Howdy!
::The smile fading as the pain in his flesh begins to dissolve completely, Twist starts toward the bar, technically moving toward those across the room until he hangs a right and moves behind the counter. No barkeep this time, he sees, and Jade had mentioned it being an open bar. I'll help myself then, he concludes.::
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:31 pm
Ichi didn't have a reaction when Rome started to laugh, but her lips curled into a smile when he called her 'queen'. That meant he would at least try. The show was indeed amusing, traditional magic with a twist. She sat up and cun crossed her legs, letting them hang over the edge of the table. She began to clap and giggle and laugh. She still was only half-listening, not really wanting to respond. He was quite the blabbermouth, though. She picked up the flowers, astonished. They were indeed quite pretty, also.
A few stages into the act, Ichi noticed yet another person come into the Orion. What is making all these people come here, to a place in the middle of nowhere?! Ichi just waved to the just-entered being. Howdy? Must be from the south.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 8:49 pm
Blinking offhandedly at the strange individual who had appeared within the establishment he bowed his head in greeting, a ball passing overhead just missing his head by mere moments.
"Yo..."
Not sure what the man had endured from the freak blizzard that had come about on the exterior of the building he smirked.
"Its cold, isn't it?"
It was clear this man was also not exactly human, though that seemed to be something that was a dime a dozen in this place. The healing factor he was exhibiting was not unlike he himself had seen before. Bringing his drink to his lips he smirked returning his attention to the girl who still seemed reluctant to speak. Pleased to at least get a rise of some level he conceded to the foolishness of his act. To most warriors he knew, such an act would be beneath them, but life was too short to be overly uptight. Releasing the balls they clattering against the counter top transforming into a smaller bottle of the same alcohol they had presumably been before.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:15 pm
Jus'a mite colder 'n I'd like, yeah. N'terrupted my dinner...
::The vampire answers with his back turned to the would-be magical circus performer, not one to ignore someone for no reason. Indeed, the blizzard interrupted his feeding. He'd caught a bear of some sort, but unfortunately left much of it to waste. Surely some scavengers will find it and pick off the rest of it. Still sucks. That's a waste of good blood, despite it being a little more bland than humanoid blood. Or 'smart blood', as Twist would call it.::
...either o'you need somethin'?
::The stocky man calls out as he reaches the cabinet and the refrigerator behind the bar, coming to a stop and looking around. He finds a bottle of Jack Daniels gripping the neck with his moistened glove and pulling it down. He takes a look back over his shoulder, ready to grab something else for either of the others.::
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:26 pm
"Ooh, Ichi'd like some cherry coke! On the rocks! Please and thank you!"
A flavored soda, ordered like some hard liquor. Well, he was the one who asked. The little juggling magic show was cute and fun while it lasted, it was still a brain buster to how the balls turned into smaller bottles. It was blasphemy. She leaned back onto the table she was sitting on, using her arms as support. She licked her lips, ready for that cold soda. All the amusement made her thirsty.
"Rome, thank you for the show! I'm surprised you even did it."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:32 pm
Bringing his glass to his lips having transferred it to his hand with his tail, he shook his head.
"Thank you muchly, but I am good I would believe."
Looking back to Ichi he tilted his head.
"Though clearly she will take you up on it"
Smirking at her comment he gave a bow.
"I suppose you had your reasons for wanting to be entertained. I would feel a fool to not at least try. All work and no play makes Rome a dull boy."
As he said this a fanged grin curled upon his lips.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 9:51 pm
Cherry coke, cherry coke...
::Twist sets his whiskey down, backtracking to the cabinets he would presume hold the glasses. Three opened cabinet doors later, and he finds them, removing two tall glasses. One he sets down next to the Jack - he takes the other to the icebox, opening the cool chest and scooping the cup into it. Setting it down next to his whiskey as well, the vampire then goes about finding the cherry coke. Finding a pack of it under the bar, he tears into the box rather harshly, removing one can and standing back up.
Pinching his gloved finger with effort under the tab, he pops it open and empties the contents into the glass of ice, which fills nearly to the brim after about half of the can has been poured. Great. Setting the can down, he pours his own glass of whiskey before returning the bottle to its place and taking up his glass in his left hand. In his right, he picks up the iced coke. Focusing his eyes briefly on the half empty/full container, the aluminum can suddenly glows blue, hovering off of the counter. With a satisfied grin, the vampire turns and walks out from behind the bar to join the other two, the soda can staying to his right.
Andamuel arrives at their table, setting the blond's coke and refill can to her left, the can losing its glow as soon a sit hits the surface. The vampire's eyes are on the lady's face as he stands back up, nodding lightly.::
Here y'go, darlin'.
::Raising his glass to his dark lips, Twist lets his eyes wander to his own left, catching sight of the other man. His eyebrows jump in a substitute for a greeting nod, the vampire not wanting to spill whiskey all over his shirt.::
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:05 pm
"I agree, Who likes to work anyway?"
Ichi tilted her head down in return of Rome's bow. As the other man headed towards Ichi with her drink she turned her gaze toward him. The glowing blue can caught her eye. Neat. She should have noticed he does unique things also. Ichi doesn't even remember the last human who's been in the Orion, if they were human, they didn't seem like it. She nodded at the man who approached Ichi as she received her coke.
"Thank you... Uhm..."
Ichi didn't know his name. She thought she would know it by now. She was probably too enthralled with Rome's performance she forgot to ask. She took a sip from her coke, looking up at the man, hoping he would finish her sentence.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:22 pm
((As much as I would like to stick around and rp, I gotta crash as I have to be up for work.))
Yawning a bit, the black and purple haired man drained the remainder of the scotch. Smirking he rose from his seat.
"I would love to stick around and converse with you two, but I believe I have a report to compile. That much said, I have to take my leave."
Bowing his head he proceeded to head for the entrance.
"It was nice meeting you Ichi."
Winking he, turned to the man and bowed his head. Within the next moment he had already disappeared into the cold night.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:34 pm
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...Andamuel Twist, sorry. Most jus' call me Twist.
::The vampire grins with a bit of a shrug, holding his drink near his chest for a moment before taking another sip. The taste isn't so bad, but really all it does is make him hungry. Pausing a moment and taking a step away to give he and the blond girl some breathing room, he begins to part his lips to speak, cut off early by the talkative one. Andamuel stays quiet, the look on his face denoting that he is either confused by the man's words, or trying to hold a thought in place while still comprehending the words finding their way into his tapered ears, hidden by his tousled hair. As the circus guy leaves - Twist having no other name to put to his face - the vampire raises his glass with a downward nod, thankful that the door is way the hell over there. Why would someone live so far north, he complains. Way too damn cold.
Bringing his hazel orbs back to the blond, he pauses a moment longer, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he drops his previous thought, having heard a name from the departing man that is surely linked to the cutie sitting next to him, whose neck happens to be growing increasingly more distracting.::
Ichi?
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:45 pm
(( So should Ichi. x_x ))
"Yep, that's me."
It's been a long day for Ichi, when it's been silent up in her room for quite a while, with Keno not coming home for a while, she decides to go downstairs for a day and she's here, meeting up with three new people she's never seen before. Ichi was happy, since it would be better than going downstairs and not meeting anyone.
"So you're name is Twist, unique name."
Ichi didn't want the room to become silent, she hated awkwardness. Before she spoke, she decided to take a sip of her coke.
"What brings you here tonight?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:00 pm
::The stocky vampire pauses a moment, staring up at the ceiling for a few moments as he contemplates his answer. Why is he here tonight? Actually, the same reason he was here the first night he arrived - he picked up a scent and followed it into the forest. Just as always, flying by the seat of his pants. The weather is bad enough, however, to keep him here in the meantime. The reason he is here right now is because the snow was burning him alive and he needed to seek shelter. Twist blinks. That's a lengthy answer. It'd be best to trim it down a little.::
Well, I needed to a place to sleep, Ich'. My kind isn't suited too well to snowy weather, y'see.
::Most vampires in this day and age would hardly be deterred by snow, but it happens to be a weakness of the adolescent vampire. Perhaps when he grows older, it will diminish. He thankfully can already withstand sunlight without too much discomfort. He takes a moment to reflect on his answer before nodding to Ichi, as if she couldn't already tell he was finished with his response. Andamuel takes a quick pull from his whiskey before reaching the end of his thought.::
I surely hope you folks don't mind so much, me bein' a stranger here an'all.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:14 pm
Ichi giggled.
"I think we're all used to strangers here. I'm surprised that we don't have weirdos coming in here every night just to sleep in the lounge."
Ichi took another sip from her coke, refilling it with the can that was next to the glass. She was running out of things to say, and it was getting late, she didn't want to leave yet, her drink wasn't finished.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 11:40 pm
::Andamuel chuckles lightly, smiling at Ichi's comment. That at least makes him feel more welcome, which is heartening. Nonetheless, he finds it to be no wonder that new people don't come in every single day - this place is in the middle of nowhere. Great hunting grounds, though. Leaving his thought at that, the vamp downs the last of his whiskey, swallowing hard with a heavy exhalation. Staring down at the empty glass for a moment, his hazel eyes find their way to Ichi's neck. His hunger is still pretty strong, but he's not sure how,"I'm sorry, but may I suck you dry?" sounds from a stranger. Alluring to some, maybe, frightening to others, surely. He'd better not.
As long as he's careful, Twist can still fetch a decent meal in the cold and the snow. Not in this form, though. Setting his empty glass to the table, the vampire grips the edges of his gloves, tugging on them to pull them tighter around his hands. His eyes on Ichi's, Twist flashes a fanged smile.::
Sorry t'cut our conversation short, darlin', but I need t'get back t'that dinner I mentioned.
::Rocking his head suddenly to either side, a dull crack resounds both times as he pops the joints in his neck, followed by his knuckles as he flexes his digits.::
You take care now, Ichi, 'right? I'll see you 'round.
::Nodding once, he turns and, with a visible bounce in his step, takes long strides back to the door. Coming to a stop once there, he leans toward the heavy wooden doors left ear-first, still able to hear the raging winds outside. Stepping closer and facing the entrance, he stills his frame for a moment before suddenly seeming to evaporate. His body becomes smokey and transparent as he assumes Mist form, retaining a near-intangible shape similar to his normal form. Transformed as he is, he will lose his weakness to the wind-blown snow.
As prepared as he can be, Andamuel's form dissipates even further, seeping through the cracks under and between the doors themselves, the cloud of mist flowing out of sight within a few seconds.::
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