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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 3:19 pm
 The night was young and so was he. Every night was a time to live for him, a time to party and enjoy what the world had to offer. It’d been this way for him for nearly two years now, ever since he’d become a vampire. He never had to worry about working or running out of money-he was given everything he needed, after all. His sire was…well “rich” would be an understatement, but it would do to give a basic idea.
The occasion for the evening? A celebration of sorts, to commemorate the fact that the blonde’s fledgling was finally old enough to get his own meals without having to solely rely on Demyx. So the older vampire had taken them out to his favorite club-because he wasn’t a fancy-restaurant-and-dinner type guy. Getting Sora into the club had been simple enough-though the brunette looked young, he was the right age so long as he didn’t plan on drinking. Not that Demyx couldn’t sneak him something if the boy wanted, anyway.
For the moment though, the blonde had snagged them a table in a darker, quieter corner of the club, where it wasn’t quite so hard to talk over the music pouring from the speakers. He leaned back a bit in his chair, running a hand through his perfectly styled mullet. Everything about his appearance was crisp and perfect, from his skin tight black shirt to his dark blue skinny jeans. From his black boots to the carefully selected black and white rubber bracelets that he wore around each wrist.
Scanning the club idly, he turned his attention back to Sora, a bright smile lighting up his face. “So, having a good time yet?”
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:25 pm
 The night is mesmerizing, tantalizing, seductive. Even the young find themselves drawn into it, caught up in the energy and the sights and the sounds. That's how Sora ended up here, weeks maybe months ago. He'd gone out drinking, on a dare, and his life had changed in an instant. He'd me the most wonderful person known as Demyx, and he'd been taken to his apartment where he was changed into a fellow creature of the night. He'd fed off of his sire for weeks, not yet old enough to hunt on his own.
But tonight's different. Tonight, he's going to hunt on his own--sort of. Demyx is going to watch him, make sure he doesn't get hurt. Not that he minds--it's a sort of date. And he rather enjoys it.
The night club is filled with loud music that shakes the body and soul. The lights are bright and multi-colored, drawing in the crowds of those who make up the primary diets of the vampires. Easy prey, those who fall into the laps of anyone who promises a good time.
"Hm?"
Sora blinks, pausing from sipping his coca cola to look over. It takes a moment for him to register what Dem's asked of him. But finally, it clicks, and he nods energetically.
"Yeah, I'm having a great time! You?"
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Anakha the Silver Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:07 pm
The blonde nodded, gave another bright, this time somewhat lopsided, smile. “That’s good to hear, little bird,” he said, using his nickname for his fledgling. He was the only one who ever called the brunette that-probably because quite simply, he was truly the only one who understood what it really meant and where it’d come from.
“I’m having a blast,” he added, smirking and letting his gaze roam over the club again. He was thirsty already-he had a particularly healthy appetite, even for a vampire-but alcohol was all he was going to have for now. He was going to make sure of it, going to reign himself in and make sure he wasn’t tempted by any particularly…well, tempting possible meal.
Not that it would be easy though-he was not well known for his self control-but he didn’t want to be selfish and vanish off for who knows how long on Sora’s special night. He could quench that particular thirst later, for now, he would have a substitute. “Listen, little bird, I’m gonna go grab a drink, all right?” he said, sliding his chair back and rising to his feet with liquid grace, “I’ll be back in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.”
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 6:42 pm
 "Okay. See you soon, then!" Sora says after him, once more looking around and sipping his soda. There are so many people here, he doesn't doubt he can manage to land a meal, but... At the same time, he's nervous. He's never done this before. Until this point, he's just fed from Dem. So, he's got every right to be nervous--especially since the thought of killing makes his stomach upset.
Still, he needs to eat sometime... Best to just pick a very safe target and try to focus on that.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:06 pm
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame, I'd even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rock stars and live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars With a parting smile, he ruffled his fledgling’s hair before making his way across the club to the bar. He wove his way through the dancing crowd, only brushing against warm, writhing bodies a few times. Despite the music, he could hear their human hearts beating, hear the blood pumping through their veins, acutely aware of it due to his current thirst. It was an intoxicating sound, nearly as much as the actual taste of blood, but he would keep a firm hold on his desire to drink; he wouldn’t let it get the best of him-yet.
When he reached the bar, he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the cool, smooth surface, and waited for the bartender to notice him. “I’ll have a Jack Daniel’s,” the blonde vampire stated smoothly, turning to face the rest of the club again while he waited. Teal eyes idly scanned the dance floor, drifting over the people, then abruptly swung back when he noticed a redhead watching him. She was small, but cute, and smiled when he met her gaze.
He smiled back, turning when the bartender arrived with his drink, and subtly touching the tip of his tongue to one sharp, elongated fang. Sora’s hunt first though, and then his own-if he could wait that long. Taking his drink, he headed back to the table where the brunette was waiting, dropping gracefully back down into his chair. “Hey, little bird,” he said with a grin, “Did you miss me?” The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap, we'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
They'll get you anything with that evil smile, everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 12:32 am
 I couldn’t see it
Until I let go ☆═━┈┈━═☆
§ora
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Gave into love and watched all the bitterness burn
Now I’m coming alive
   While Demyx is away, Sora shrinks down slightly. He's never hunted before, ever. His meal has always been provided for him, and he's... He's not sure he could kill someone. Still, he's got to. He's heard stories whispered about vampires who had gone too long without eating and had thus become horrible monsters in their hunger. He gives a shudder thinking about them, the fledgling instead forcing himself to look over the crowd for someone to possibly chew on.
His thoughts are suddenly turn back toward his sire as he sits down again, and Sora is suddenly comforted. He can do this, he tells himself, because Demyx is here to guide him through the process and make sure he does it right. He may look small, but he's still stronger than a human and he just has to make sure he doesn't accidentally pick up a hunter. That would be the end of him--he's still young and learning, after all.
"Yeah, a lot," Sora says, managing to scoot close enough to lean on Demyx and cuddle up. His eyes flicker over the crowd again, and for a moment his fears scream at him about how no, he can't do this--he'll fail miserably, he's too young-looking and adorable for anyone to follow into a dark corner for him to feed or anything of the like. He clings closer to Demyx in those few moments, giving a slight whimper.   And I’ll taste every moment
And live it out loud☆═━┈┈━═☆
Ӻℓϵ∂ɠℓɩɳɠ
☆═━┈┈━═☆ This is the time
To be more than a name or a face in the crowd
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Anakha the Silver Vice Captain
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