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 Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 9:53 pm
(<.< uh..could you think of something but yeah I'm off for the night see ya dude night *noogie* hahahaha)
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 9:59 pm
[ Toki wants to party in your pants. J/k. I'm off too ^^ Night buddy]
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:42 pm
(((I'm so sorry for the length. I'll try to keep them shorter from now on.)))
Making her way down a small path carved out in the forest, Isabell carried a mid-sized blue diffel bag over her shoulder. Faintly she could make out the lights of a city in the distance. This, she figured would at least be an alright place to stay for now. Peering intentively into the blacked forest around her, Isabell tried to sense any animal she could. It had been 154 years since she fed on a human, and she would not allow this record to be broken here. Her eyes, no longer their husky green natural color were blackened with the diolated pupil of hunger. Nothing around her seemed edible exept the wolves. She had promised herself though, never to eat a wolf. They were too much of a risk to try to consume.
Finally entering the secluded city, Isabell spotted movment in a bar a mile or so down the road. Smiling to herself, she began her walk. When she made it to the bar, she walked in silently, not looking anybody in the eye. Black pupils were not a usual sight, so she did not want to frighten anybody. Sitting silently at the bar, she bowed her head, a few platinum blonde stands falling ofer her face.
"Smirnoff Ice, in a glass, no ice." She demanded. Her pale complexure made her seem almost sick when accompanied by the faintly dark circles under her eyes. She put her head down on the bar, concentraiting on holding back her hunger.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:56 pm
Zero looked at the new person who walked in while he and the boy were talking, "Umm...Alright miss, I can get ya a drink really quick." He said and sunk to his knees behind the bar where there was a little fridge that held cold drinks, There weren't many non-blood related drinks but he found what she wanted and set it up on the counter. He turned around pulling a glass off of the shelf and poured her a glass of the drink, "Never seen a vampire drink this stuff....." he said as he looked at the bottle and dipped his finger in it. He brought his finger up to his mouth and licked it, with a face of disgust he put it down immediately and put the top on placing it back in teh fridge. "How can you drink that?!" He said disgusted by the taste that was still in his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:00 pm
Isabell looked up at the man behind the bar in horror. How had he guessed? It had to have been the eyes. That was it. Her darkened eyes gave her away.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She growled at the innocent face before taking a sip from the glass.Inhaling the scent of the liquid deeply, Isabell caught the sweetest perfume she had ever sensed. Immedietly lifting her head, Isabell took another nonchalant breath to decypher the sweet smell. A mix of rust and salt as it seemed. Sort of...No....exactly like most other vampires she knew. She looked around her at the others in the bar and quickly put two and two together.
"Is this an...umm...exclusive city?" She asked, obviously reffering to his vampire comment.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:23 pm
He looked at her in an odd manor, "Yes, you could say that in a sense it is." He said as he looked at her, "You must have just stumbled across this city out of dumb luck then." He smiled and grabbed a bottle, for himself, of blood and opened it taking a hearty swig.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:30 pm
"I must have..." She said quietly, almost to herself. As he opened the bottle, the scent of the fresh liquid quickly made it's way into her throat. her throat tightened with her mad cravings for the warm, replenishing nourishment. She knew what it was that was in the bottle, but the question escaped her lips before she had a chance to stop it. "What is that?" She managed to whisper through almost suffocatingly tight muscles.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:57 pm
He looked down at her with his mouth still on the bottle, he tried to make a noise into words but it didn't work. He swallowed what was in his mouth and set the bottle down, "Blood. Are your senses going bad? How old are you anyway?" He said in an awkward tone, "You ever even drank blood? I mean you can stand that rot right there so ....." He asked this time in a bit of a rude manor, she shouldn't have had to ask but she did....
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:03 pm
"Yes, my sences aren't as strong as usual, and of course I've had blood before. What kind of blood is it, human or animal?" She growled through her teeth, allowing her hunger to get the best of her. "I'm not like other vampires." She said, taking another sip of the 'rot' as he called it.
Isabell felt that his age question had an obvious answer. It was in her eyes. They were icy-green, not the fresh, bright red of newly created vampires. Isabell thought for a minute about that, and realized her eyes were black at the moment. There more than likley was no trace of green after her two weeks of hunger. Even a milimeter of green was hidden by the hungry black orbs that threatened to take over her entire eye.
"Two hundred ninety four. I was born in 1712. I'm not new." She said, a little more calm.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:14 pm
"Well your not old either." He said laughing a bit, he had definitely seen some young ones that thought themselves so old, he didn't think himself old he was mearly older than her. "It is human blood." He said with a smirk, "And you seem to enjoy human drinks so is it alright if I treat you like a human?" He said once again the smirk present.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:22 pm
"I'm old enough to know better." She paused a moment. "Is there anything else? Is human blood all you have?" Isabell grew increasingly annoyed at his ammusment. The scent was like torture. "I need anything but human blood. I don't care if it's a god damn fish, I need something else." She tightened her grip on the glass, trying not to break it. Isabell looked up at the crooked smile on the vampire before her with a near pleading look in her eye.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:29 pm
"Seems someone is desperate." he said and turned around grabbing a bottle of red liquid reading the label before handing it to her. He handed her a bottle that was labeled with some animals blood, but it was not human. "There ya go." He said still smiling slightly.
(can't type anymore slightly dizzy......@_@ ok bit morethn slightly......P
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:35 pm
"Thank god!" Isabell grabbed the bottle from him, and drank the entire bottle as quickly as she could. Half way through, her eyes fluttered open slightly, revealing the hidden pale green under the shrinking blackness. Pulling the empty bottle from her lips, Isabell set it on the counter again. Clearing her throat, she looked at the bartender once again. "Thank you. I apologise for my behavior before. It had just been too long since I was able to feed." She smiled as sweetly as she could. "I need a place to stay. An apartment. This seems like the safest place for me. I'll work wherever. Is there a mayor or something I can talk to about this? No offense, I doubt the bartender holds much authority." She stood from her stool, and regained her complexure from her previous outburst.
(((Sorry, I have to go for a little while. I will be back later tonight though.)))
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:43 pm
(((ok umm...I think I missed a good part of the story....could someone tell me where I can get back in the scenery? ^^)))
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DarkSim-The NightCrawler- Crew
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 3:25 pm
(Alright I'm back...bad case of dejavu...@_@ but simon just jump in the setting is still the bar and your there as far as I know, everyone is there so just yeah...)
"I am not a bartender." He said pretending to be taken back by those words. "I am friends with the owner." He said and looked at her after she had finished drinking from the bottle. He took another swig of his and waited for someone to talk.
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