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 Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 9:18 pm
Rogue climbed the stairs and turned to shut the door behind Lily. She nodded to one of the guards whispering something into his mind before turning to face the room.
Introduce yourself to the wolf and be polite until that just won't do anymore. The information you are looking for is about the bombings taking place around this place. And all the other 'special' establishments we, and other races have around town. I want to know who is singling us out as a race, before I want to know who is going after everyone else.
As far as he knows, you own this club, and I work for you. A smug grin fell across Rogue's features and she stood by the door, looking at the wolf sitting in a chair in the middle of the room.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 9:30 pm
Lily walked into the room with a glow that she seemed to inherently have, even after years of being a little less than living. Cameras on, lights up...it's time for the show, and she was wonderful when it came to putting on a show...in fact, it was what she did best.
Her Louboutin platform clad feet seemed to enter the room first, followed by her thighs wrapped in the pencil skirt that used to be skin-tight before she butchered it to give her more freedom of movement in her fight with Rogue downstairs. Her chest sat perfectly framed in her glitzy sequined top and cropped bomber jacket.
Her perfectly lined, lashed, and eyeshadowed lids lowered as she gave him a good once over and sauntered to the middle of the room, and in front of him.
She leaned towards him and reached out a meticulously manicured hand to nudge his chin up and lock her icy blue gaze with his. She took a swig from the bottle and presented it to him.
"My name is Lily, and I don't ever recall seeing you before. Would you mind telling me why you're lurking around in my, very clearly occupied and dangerous, establishment?" she purred at him, "Why don't you take a drink, love? I think we should have a little chat..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 1:14 pm
Quote: Not sure but If we are in the office or still in the bar, so i will rp it so that it could be either. Just let me know.
Rizu turned his gaze towards the women who was speaking with him, her voice was velvet and crisp, obviously meant to be inciting, a sure sign that she was not a very young vampire, but instead one who had been around the block a few times and learned the detailed art of approach and communication. Rizu looked directly into her cold eyes, taking a very short exhale, one that echoed out of his through, attaching itself to the very air, sending a sense of ease and placid attraction in her direction, attempting to show her that communication and interrogation skills where not going unnoticed. "Why not?" He said out loud, holding his arms up to shrug his shoulders, his very voice described his entire personality. It was rough, course, yet seductive through hundreds of years of life, leaving him with the detailed understand of his body in all forms. As his words left his lefts, he made sure to never once loose sight of the other Vampire. This is what he had came in here for, but none the less he needed to stay alert, something that was not very hard to do considering every vampire in this bar stunk in there own special way. "Your establishment?" He question with his eye raised, "Id think not, Ive been to this bar many times" He bluffed, "Ive never seen you in my lifetime" He said with squinted eyes. Rizu remained seated, his heart rate remaining calm, trying his best to keep himself alert in the event that he would need to act fast. Rizu turned his nose at the offer of the drink that she offered him, "Im gonna have to toss a No at that, Cant be to careful with your type, never know what kinda twisted s**t you guys are into no? You want to chat? Lets chat. We can start by allowing me to ask why it is that I seem to be so special. I always thought you cold ones enjoyed your precious businesses for the sake of making money, im a paying costumer am I not?" He said tilting his head forward, sending a signal almost as if he had just placed a Queen among Jacks in the cards of conversation.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 7:10 pm
He's bluffing. She spoke the words into Lily's mind but did not move an inch. Most creatures shifted around, but a vampire did not need to move to feel comfortable. They moved so their human prey would not think anything of their...lack of humanity. She was in her own office and did not need to make this wolf too comfortable. She was still as a stone, observing with her eyes, mind, and ears.
His heart rate betrayed him, as well as, any wolf that gets into this place casually is noted by my guards. Security protocols are to keep an extra eye on the wolves when they enter...whether the wolves know they are being observed or not.
She did not like the pride reeking off the wolf. She held back distaste from her facial features.
We still don't have his name. I want a name. And we need to find out if he knows anything about the bombings around this bar, and any other race's bar in downtown. And I am curious. Why would a lycan come here when they have their own...more lycan friendly establishments on the other side of town. Why come here at all.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 8:29 pm
Like any true lady of the blue blood ancestry, Lily brushed off his unimpressive barbs to demean her as if she was no more than a glorified cocktail waitress and this meaningless prattle wasn't a complete waste of her time.
She raised the corner over of her plump upper lip at his complete lack of chivalry and breeding. Living dead or not, she was still a pretty girl and he was a man. Feminism was not her forte and while women burned their bras, she only pushed her girls up to even high altitudes.
"You'd think in this day in age, a man such as yourself...a wolf, surrounded by feral trailer trash hounds for company, would appreciate a more...refined, well-bred type of female presence." Lily took a swig from the bottle and matched his cheap attempts to match pheromones to pheromones.
"I've never been a big fan of mingling with the patrons. They...aren't really my crowd. A bunch of prepubescent vampires and the horny human common folk...don't really suit my palette on the typical day. I spend a great deal of my time out of town, on business..." she gave him a subtle wink and smirked "you've seem to stumble into my bar and interrupted a perfectly lovely reunion between myself and an old girlfriend," she leaned forward and locked eyes with him, leading his gaze to Rogue with a gentle nod in her direction.
"Everyone in this town knows our little red lines and when "your type" stumbles in here, I have to ask myself...hmm...what kind of trouble or possible business could a man, such as yourself, want in a place like this? Now, you do make a point, you are a paying costumer and consumer loyalty is what has kept us thriving in these powder-keg-like times...so if we are to chat, I'd like to not be the only one showing off the family jewels...so exactly what do you call yourself?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 8:25 am
Rizu paused for a moment, slightly taken back by her suggestion that someone of his race and gender should be more interested in her presence, Rizu looked up at her, blinking very slowly as the words formulated in his mind and found their way through his lips, "Forgive me sweety, I dare say you are one of the most... " he took another brief pause to find the words, "dangerously seductive of your kind that I have seen in many years, the red dreads suit you very well, almost as if you are sending the message that you arn't some pressy dame. Nah, you look like the type that gets alittle more rough." He said before leaning back in his chair and chuckling softly, "However, I dont think someone like you could handle the advances of a wolf.. We tend to be alittle more.. Agressiiive~" He said, slightly growling on the end of his last word.
Rizu was satisfied with his position at the moment, he had came here to get in with the owner, whom he was sure was one of these two girls, though he had his doubts of which was truly in charge. He was here because information was needed, as well as the planting of a few seeds which he could later harvest into something much more fruitful. Recently the city had been going to hell, the wolves were becoming more and more unorganized, the days of seeing full packs were long gone. To make matters worse, trigger happy leeches were running around burning rage with every step setting the entire block a blaze. Something needed to be done, and the sad truth was, that something was gonna need to be violent. Rizu was not sure who had lit the match, but he intended to see to it that it did not fizzle out.
"I am called by many names from many people, ranging from daddy, all the way down to Rizzel. My true birth name is Rene' (Re*Na), but over the years it has some how managed to morph into Rizu. Now, if I could have the pleasure of learning both of your names? Apologizes if you have said it before, I tend to fade in and out as it becomes more and less interesting."
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 12:56 pm
If this wolf had any taste, and knew anything about vampires, he might check the artwork within the establishment. They were good hints as to who the owner might be.
Vampires...at least the ancient ones, liked to hide things in their art.
She was enjoying Lily's performance.
Old girlfriend...Rogue echoed the words into Lily's head, and a smirk forming on her face, of her own seductive design.
Wolves must also not know true forms of aggressive. He must not have had many encounters with vampires before, regardless of his age...
Rogue tried to control her eyes from their usual glow of a soft fire of emerald green.
"I am Kaei Aubrey D'Ancanto." She spoke the words flatly. Note his age as a wolf, and let him know of your disappointment at not ever hearing his name before.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 7:23 pm
Lily was growing quite tiresome of this man's outright attempts to knock her down a few pegs. She stretched herself out on her sky-rise heels, arching her back and reaching her free fingers (the ones on the hand that weren't currently clutching to the booze) to the ceiling as she released a relaxed breath and she felt the satisfying crack of her spine.
"I appreciate the almost genuine compliment," she chuckled and took a bold swig, "I spend quite a bit of time making sure that these locks aren't 'dreads', René. I think I find that one of them all the easiest to roll off my tongue. I'm sure you can imagine that 'daddy' leaves a bad taste in my mouth."
"My name is Lililane (Lili-yahn), you may call me Lily," her native French accent sped up the "i"'s and rounded out her "a", letting the words linger sweetly in the air.
"For being around for all these 'many years', I have to say that I must reflect your ignorance of me. I don't recall hearing your name, or ever having the pleasure of making your acquaintance. Now, I believe I have tried my best to retain my hostility with your overall attitude and presence," she smirked and shot an icy look in his direction as she strolled over to the glass and looked out at the dance floor.
"In the spirit of my exceptional courtesy, something that you clearly lack, I am hopeful to continue this conversation with a little less disdain but a bit more tact and mutual respect. You see, sweet René, I am a lady. I understand that you weren't fortunate enough, and so many others like you, to experience the great training that even simple etiquette, can provide to help persons, such as ourselves, maintain friendly conversation and respectful boundaries...and I don't much like being talked to like nothing more than another airhead that you can shake with vulgar references to your insinuated 'aggressive' sexual tendencies, and dime store charms..." she paused and turned around, walking back towards him and pulling a chair up in front of him for her to perch on.
Lily crossed her silky legs and looked sweetly over her shoulder at the guard in Rogue's vicinity.
"Would you be a peach and get me a table, sweetheart?...oh, and an ashtray if you would," she smiled sweetly.
I don't know where you keep your own selection of booze, so work with me... her thought drifted across the room and seemed to end with a light laugh, even though inaudible to the room.
"I know it's a bit out of your realm of talents, m'dear but would you would play barmaid for just a moment and get my gentleman friend and I drink? I wouldn't want him to catch something from my contaminated bottle" she purred to her, perfectly posed over-the-shoulder.
Lily turned her attention back to the wolf and shook a cigarette from her pack, igniting it to take a drag while she waited for her table and ashtray. "So, I suggest that we have a polite conversation over a drink. Just two people, if you can get over your repulsion to blood-suckers...I think I can put my dislike of men, that are nothing more than yapping dogs that should have been neutered long ago, deep down inside for the limited duration of our peaceful interaction..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 6:21 am
Zooma walked into the club, the stench of vampires all around, but she didn't mind it. There were wolves there too, so she knew she was something of safe there. Besides, it was a relaxed environment. After some time of observing, she went to the dance floor and started to dance to the music.
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2010 5:40 pm
Rizu listened to her, stunned at her rebutted against him and also slightly embarrassed that it had taken him this long to pick up on her French accent. Rizu had been born in France, or at least he was told so, which is where he got the name in the first place. For the moment, he allowed his control over his speech to slip in order to match her on the common ground of a similar accent, "I see dat de sharp tounge of a French Women has lingered thu da year uhn?" His dialect was alittle but more southern, obviously americanized. Rizu, or rather Rene' for the moment decided he would go along with her self richous plights, far be it from him to try and convince a Vampire that she was not the icon of attraction that they so deeply wished that they were.
"Plesuure" the slur over his 'u' slightly exaggerated as he was still getting used to lowering his americanized speech in favor of his original French accent. "to meet you Liliane, you shud go bi ya full name. Son beaucoup plus agréable." (Its much more pleasent).
For the moment Rene' allowed his accent to die down, personally disliking the way it sounded to his own ears after several years of trying to get rid of it, "Let us drink then, and hopefully get somewhere in this conversation." he said, turning his gaze to Rogue before swinging back to Lily. "Ah, too bad, I always found real beauty in well groomed dreads, but I suppose that would be to mangy for you kind enh?" He paused for a moment, deciding that the time for being coy was coming to an end. "Less get down to it uh? Ask me your questions and I will answer them. Shoot" He said before leaning back in his chair and folding his arms in relaxation, showing them that he was not afraid of them in the slightest. He had something over them that they may or may not realize, and that was information. Regardless of the situation Rene' knew that they would never warm him too heavily, there vampiric need to know all and control all would not allow them to do so. Vamps get attacked and they all scramble like chickens with there heads cut off to figure out who.
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Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 1:41 pm
Lily switched her crossed legs in a flash and took a long drag from the cigarette in her hand.
"Very well," she smiled at him and thanked the guard who sat a folding card table between them and pulled a sparkling new crystal ashtray out of his pocket to display in front of her. "I'm sure you are no stranger to the happenings of this place. We all know there have been attacks and not just on us. As far as you and I know, we are all in the same boat right now with no idea when the next wave will come and exactly who will be in the path of war. All I want is to pick your brain," she took a moment to laugh at the reality that she actually needed him to do so, rather than ripping his head from his spinal cord and taking care of the task herself. "What do you know? Not what matters to me, or what matters to you. Everything. I just need something to work with. I need to know what the people with their ear to the ground are hearing. Either you are one of these people, or you can kindly point me in the direction of one."
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 6:14 am
Rogue smirked, and walked to the small bar in the room and poured a glass of bourbon over ice.
Rogue made a point to walk behind the wolf. She did not want him to be too comfortable. She set the glass on the table with the bottle.
She then walked close to the wall in good view of the lycan, and stood, watching his movements, as well as continuing to observe Lily's capabilities. Rogue would be lying if she said she was not impressed.
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 8:17 am
Lily sat perfectly still and waited for the clever retort that she was just breathless to hear from the gentleman across the table. A few seconds, to a few minutes, to what seemed like an hour...nothing. He was either pushing her buttons or had become some kind of mute in record-breaking time...did she break him or something? Maybe he had a psychotic break?
She looked at Rogue and took another sip from her drink, "am I talking to myself here?" She laughed and waved her hand in front of his unresponsive face.
Lily motioned to the guard and politely asked him to take the trash out to the curb. What a complete waste of her time, there was nothing she could stand more than wasted time. Not to mention that he was dancing on her last nerve from the near beginning anyway.
As the guard hauled him out the door and down the hallway, Lily gestured to the seat in front of her that was now vacant. She poured a drink for Rogue and sparked up a cigarette.
"So now what?" She laughed
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Posted: Tue Sep 14, 2010 8:33 am
Rogue walked over and took the glass, taking a sip and leveling a curious gaze at Lily.
"I would be lying if I said I was not impressed. You've proved your talents valuable. He didn't know anything. That was apparent. Lycan's have a hard time lying after all."
Rogue held the glass delicately with both hands still studying Lily from close range. Rogue admired the killer she saw in her eyes, but wondered at what the human Lily was like so many years before. She supposed all their weaknesses and strengths were buried in who they were as humans. She then thought of her own human self, and felt the push of Kaei within her. In that moment, Rogue felt fragile.
"I suppose we toast to a new Death Dealer."
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