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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 10:48 pm
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Damon smirked, "Drunk? Yes, but not off blood." He said. "ALochol works just fine~" He said, smirking for more than one reason. He could see that she'd been trying to fight something off when he'd gotten so close. And put it this way, he was very cocky, and thought way to highly of himself. But it didn't matter. "Why?" He asked. "Not going to get me drunk and take advantage of me, are you?" He joked.
Fang took another drink before downing it. She set the cup down before leaning up, giving Remy a quick peck on the cheek. "I'm gonna go catch my meal before i lose them...be back, 10 minutes tops, 20 if there's a chase." She said, smiling at him before heading off through the croud. She dissapeared behind people and reappeared somewhere else in the croud. She was following those drifters who decided to wander away from the party.
And it wasn;' long before she'd cornered one, using that little vanishing act she'd found so fun to scare her prey with. In an alleyway not far from the party, she could hear the music and voices of those at the party. And it wasn't long before her fangs sunk into the man's neck, he'd thrashed a bit, only making it worse on his end, but gave her more blood.
She'd come close to draining him dry, taking her fill, what Remy couldn't give her. She dropped the body after dripping some of her own blood into his mouth. Blood dripping down her chin, she licked her lips and cleaned her face with her arm. Savoring the lingering taste in her mouth, her eyes faded back to their usual, (yet abnormal--to humans) catlike eyes. She left the body there in the alley and silently made her way back into the croud. Now to find Remy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 11:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 10:48 am
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Cobra walked through the crowd holding a cool demeanor, she noticed Remy and Fang out of the corner of her eye and watched him, seeing Fang give him a scare to the point he almost spilled his, what was sure, free drink. Remy had a knack of sweet talking his way to free drinks even at her own bar.
As someone passed by Cobra, she vanished from her spot, coming up behind Remy so even Fang wouldn't see her. "Boo!" she exclaimed as she quickly slid herself around Remy in a snake-like manner, smirking to him before carefully grabbing his drink and taking a sip of it, then going to stand next to Fang, relaxing in her stance as she took another sip of Remy's drink. "So Damon's pretty cool," she told her with a straight face as she watched the dance floor. Though with the slight tone she used, Fang would know what she really meant by 'cool'.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 9:19 pm
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Cobra raised a brow with another grin. "Kinky and a manwhore?" she repeated, putting the glass to her lips idly, her eyes drifting off to the dance floor again. "...Mm-mm-mm." She pulled the glass from her lips. "Well since we match..." she said with a shrug, her voice trailing off with a growing smirk.
She suddenly looked back up to Fang, handing the glass back to Remy and taking Fang's hands, pulling her into a little dance, alternating pulling on each of her hands to try and drag her into it. "Now if I ask him how you are, is he going to give me a letter of recommendation~?" she asked, smiling to her. "All these vampire powers and abilities must be good for something, yes?" It was probably about now, that Fang would notice that Cobra may have been a tad drunk. Which may seem odd since she's only had one drink tonight, which was Remy's, and it wasn't even a whole drink.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 10:45 pm
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She grinned to Remy as she gave the glass back, noting his sigh and giving a chuckle.
Cobra kept a smile as she got Fang to dance with her a bit. She gave a slight laugh to her explaining how her and Damon had sex. "Mmm... Speed and strength, you say~?" Cobra repeated her again before being spun. When she was facing Fang again, she ended up stepping closer to her, closing any distance between them and continuing to dance.
"..??" Her response to Fang's question made her brow hitch and her lips pout in thought. "Mmm... Tonight? One," she answers. "Within the past twenty four hours~..." she chimed and paused, bringing her hand up to look at her watch. "Forty," she answered straight, as if a fact. Cobra then looked like she was rethinking her answer before shaking her head, then nodding, "Yes, Forty... Maybe forty-one~," she added, "Give or give a few." Seemed Cobra didn't even know how many drinks she's had. But something about Remy's drink put her over the edge. Or maybe it was the drink Damon gave her earlier. He probably had some strong stuff in the house, and now that she had had a chance to really warm up and move around, it was finally kicking in.
When Fang eventually got Cobra to stop dancing, she gave a small whine, pulling at Fang's hands, trying to get her to dance again. "C'mon~... I'm not that drunk... I just got a buzz~" she argues, then lets off a scoff, "It's not like I'm thinking about sleeping with Victor or anything," she says, then stops, looking thoughtful on that subject, staring off into the party before shaking her head, "Nope.. I'm not." A smile returning to her face as she looked back to Fang's face. "..." Her eyes narrowed a bit and she reached up to her, putting her hands on either side of Fang's face and leaning towards her with a look of concentration. "Say~... When did you get cat-like eyes?~" she asks and leans away, starting to laugh softly.
Cobra had gone quite deep into... whatever it was she got into. Which would mean a couple things; One, she was gonna be flirty and more of a whore than she usually was. Two, she couldn't think straight, or even diagonally. And three, when this buzz of her's dies and she crashes, she's gonna have a massive hangover and be unbearably irritable for at least twelve hours... and those twelve hours were gonna be long.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:06 pm
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Cobra's smile grew as they started dancing again. "Mmm... But drinking is so fun!~" she says and laughs again, fallowing Fang as she led her away from the crowd.
"..." She suddenly stopped though, ceasing their dance, a troubled look crossing her face. Something having bothered her suddenly. Whatever it was had a big enough impact to sober her up somewhat as she turned and looked around, before looking down at the ground, trying to feel something out, only for the constant thumping of dancing to mess up her senses. "..." She turned back towards Fang, "Something's not right..." She said quietly. Cobra had just had one of her rare visions from her spontaneous foresight. "...I saw fire... a lot of it..." she says to her and looks around again, her eyes being drawn to familiar sights that she saw in her vision, which were only confirming it to her. "... We need to get out of here..." she says, looking back to Fang with a serious tone.
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