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 Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 5:30 pm
Leon slowly turned and looked back at. "I have no idea what he's been telling you, but Swank is not worth your sympathy." He sighed, running his hand back hrough his orange hair as he collected his thoughts. "Durnoch....Scotland.....Highlands...." He looked back at her. "The Kourza family has their hunting grounds in Ireland and often croos over to Great Britain. I've gone with them on several trips. How long ago was this event?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:26 pm
Ciara tilted her head to the side slightly, still glaring. "Around 550 years ago," she growled, unable to look at him without wanting to rip him to shreds.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 8:32 pm
Leon thought for a moment before nodding. "Yes. That was our last trip in Scotland. It seems as though the man we killed had been a local official. After that, the entire country fell into an uproar for a while." He looked back at her. "I turned his mate because she nearly died from the stress of everything. Why do you ask?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 5:26 am
Christina wasn't sure if she was up for listening to Ciara's trip down memory lane. It was obvious that Monster had uprooted such thoughts from the Scottish vampire-- which sent her on the path of hunting Leon down-- and there was no doubt that such actions had irked Christina. Speaking of the scarred Karda... There was a moment where she could feel his eyes on her. There was an overwhelming urge rising from within her to look over at him, but she quickly pushed the thought away; there were more urgent matters to attend to than scowling at the man who made her oh-so-uncomfortable. Christina's gaze fixed on Ciara and Leon... after sparing a longing glance into her room. The bed practically called to her in an angelic voice that was soft and tempting... No. She yanked herself out of the murky waters of drowsiness, and sprang back into alert mode. At least Ciara wasn't attacking him anymore, no matter how much she wanted to. Christina wanted to open her mouth and say something-- even though she knew her voice would most likely not be welcomed-- before her mind jumped to a completely different thought... "How long have I been away from the front desk?" So much for alert mode.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 11:04 am
"Ye shoulda let me die!" Ciara roared, decking him in the jaw again. She whirled around and stormed back to the elevator, accidently bumping into Monster on the way. A tear fell down her cheek, as she pushed the button to the main floor and glared at Leon. Back to the bar.
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 6:40 pm
Leon slowly turned his head back to center, glaring at Swank.
Monster only gave a small smile, turning back to the elevator and waving over his shoulder. "We really need to get together more often, Leon." He looked back with a wink. "You and I have so much to talk about when it comes to women." He acted calm but inside of his brain, there was a niggling doubt. Where the hell did he know Christina from?
As Swank disappeared down the stairs, Leon looked to Christina. "Have you ever heard of vampirism making someone look younger? A lot younger?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2008 7:04 pm
Monster's words made Christina's skin crawl in one of the most unpleasant ways. When both Ciara and the man were finally gone, she would feel the air become less tense. Now at Leon's side, she crooked a brow at his question. "Of course. Humanity takes a toll on the body, so it's only natural for vampirism to wipe away such traces..." She ran a hand through his hair, enjoying the soft, familiar brush of it along her fingers. "And you mention this now, because...?" It's not that she wasn't happy to be off the topic of him killing Ciara's beloved-- oh, she was-- but the replacement topic didn't seem to be any less grim.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 7:24 pm
Leon smiled gently, looking down at her as he relaxed slowly. "The last person I turned in Scotland was over 80 years old...and I highly doubt it was that girl...." He moved to trace his finger back across her cheek. "I suppose vampirism does make us younger...stronger...more in beautiful..." He leaned to whipser in her ear. "Especially in your case."
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:00 pm
Christina thought about his words for a second before laughing. "Hey, I didn't look that bad when I was mortal! But you do have a point. I can see vampirism has worked in your favor, too." Her eyes roamed his body for a second before she mentally slapped herself in the face. "I'm getting way off-topic here," she muttered to herself before she began to pace. If Leon hadn't turned Ciara, then who did? She knew damn well that Monster would be up to the task of lying to a woman to get what he wanted, but-- Wait a minute... She thought to herself, Why would someone turn an eighty-year-old!? 'The stress of everything'? She pushed away the urge to ask for more details and yanked herself back to the issue at hand. "If you didn't turn her, then why does she have her panties all in a knot? I mean, really. The woman freakin' lunged at you!" Christina understood why Ciara would want to know why she was turned and her lover wasn't, but this 'shoot first, ask questions later' thing wasn't necessary in her opinion.
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 12:16 pm
Leon ran his hand back through his hair, leaning against the wall as he thought. "She asked 'Why did you have to kill him?' Him, not me." He looked down at her. "Chances are she lost her lover when someone turned her." He chuckled lightly. "I'd be pretty upset too if someone ever tried to kill you." He mentally corrected himself. 'When someone tried to kill you...'
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Posted: Wed Dec 24, 2008 4:09 pm
Christina began to rub her temples, as if a major headache was approaching. "Sooo, chances are her man had some enemies? And she thinks you have something to do with it?" Whoever killed her lover might not have meant for Ciara to get stuck between a rock and a hard place, but she was still pulled into this world. Christina stopped before Leon, smiling lightly as he spoke. "Well, I never would've guessed that this encounter would make you all lovey-dovey!" Her smile grew into a wide grin as she rested herself against him. Her arms curled around his waist as she inhaled his scent, her body visibly loosening. "Leon," she whispered, "I..." She sighed, tightening her grip around him. She nuzzled her face into his chest, and knew she had to finish speaking. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 2:07 pm
Leon chuckled, gently kissing the top of her head. He was glad that she had let the conversation drop, but internally he was still thinking, trying desperately to recall whether he had turned Ciara or not. "You won't ever have to know." He nuzzled against the top of her head with his cheek. "I'll always be here by your side." He chuckled. "Lovey-dovey in even the strangest of situations."
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Posted: Fri Dec 26, 2008 2:42 pm
"Well, good," she smiled. "Hopefully that goes for both of us." She was joking, of course, but the thought made her wonder. She immediately turned her mind to a different direction as she felt the pressure of his cheek. Her arms slightly tightened around him, and she knew he'd do everything in his power to keep his word. "That's all I want, love... You know, I could get used to this. Not the 'would-be life-threatening moment' part, but the 'cuddle and whisper sweet nothings'." She chuckled to herself, shaking her head a little.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 3:52 pm
Leon chuckled. "I wouldn't call them nothings exactly." He looked down at her with a small smile. "But they are intended to be sweet." He pushed her hair back from her forehead. "Speaking of sweet, I don't suppose your hotel offers room service does it?" He smiled lightly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 6:42 pm
"Okay. Nothings wasn't the right word, but I'm not sure if 'whispered sweet heartfelts' is catchy enough." Christina arched an eyebrow at him, a smirk dancing on her lips. "'Why, yes, of course we do. What kind of hotel would this be if we didn't?" She brushed off his shoulders and straightened out his top. "And since you are an honored guest, Mr. Karda, I think you deserve some special treatment!" Her smirk widened into a genuine grin as she looked up at him. "What kind of services were you looking for, good sir?"
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