Thrilling times and your lies, your adrenaline's toxic as venoms -
{ #IWTV | Writer is 25+ | #RP }
A whirl of boozy-floozy flashing light -
"I'll come find you again, little one. I like you." She says as he sleeps, giving his head a pat before she gathers her coat and heads out.
He fought it just long enough to get a witty remark out.
"Sure you're... not... scared...?"
And then he was out like a light.
Ah, well. At least he met another vampire!
"Now, pet. Sleep." She's quick to make him fall asleep and put him on the bed. He definitely was right about the territorial thing and she'd better get out of here.
"I'll come find you again, little one. I like you." She says as he sleeps, giving his head a pat before she gathers her coat and heads out.
"Now, pet. Sleep." She's quick to make him fall asleep and put him on the bed. He definitely was right about the territorial thing and she'd better get out of here.
Now, he wasn't 100% sure about that. But he knew by now that vampires could be territorial.
Especially over their favorite toys.
"Do you think he'll be jealous? Of you here with me?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow. Maybe they do have limited time. Perhaps his vampire will come 'safe' him from her.
"Now, pet. Sleep." She's quick to make him fall asleep and put him on the bed. He definitely was right about the territorial thing and she'd better get out of here.
"Do you think he'll be jealous? Of you here with me?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow. Maybe they do have limited time. Perhaps his vampire will come 'safe' him from her.
This is a mind reader, he repeated over and over to himself.
"Not my fault your question was vague."
She simply smiles at him.
"Do you think he'll be jealous? Of you here with me?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow. Maybe they do have limited time. Perhaps his vampire will come 'safe' him from her.
She simply smiles at him.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, as if he didn't know.
"Or are you scared he will find you?"
She simply smiles at him.
"Or are you scared he will find you?"
Daniel almost got drained once before. He remembers the feeling well. It wasn't a good one. But still...
"Do you wanna get drunk or not?" He asked, wiggling his wrist in her grip as if in emphasis.
She brings his wrist up to her nose to
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"Or are you scared he will find you?"
She brings his wrist up to her nose to
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His brain was messed up, he reasoned with himself. His gut was screaming at him, an old prey instinct that few humans got to actually experience...
But he wasn't moving. He let himself be ━
She smiles as she pulls him close with a hold on his wrist.
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She brings his wrist up to her nose to
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She smiles as she pulls him close with a hold on his wrist.
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Daniel looked a little sheepish when he was called out, but he focused on rolling up his sleeve so no blood would get on it. The last thing he needed was more blood-stained clothes.
"You saw the scar." He reminded her, holding out his arm. "Does that look like it was painless?"
She watches him as she sits down on the bed, kicking off her shoes as she looks at him. She raises an eyebrow as he moves his head to the side to offer his throat before he decides against it.
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She smiles as she pulls him close with a hold on his wrist.
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She watches him as she sits down on the bed, kicking off her shoes as she looks at him. She raises an eyebrow as he moves his head to the side to offer his throat before he decides against it.
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Once they got up to the hotel room, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it against a nearby chair. So he'd be able to grab it if he went back on his word and did try to run.
At first, he figured he'd be offering his ━
"Now.. then, I think you've had plenty. I however am absolutely famished."
She watches him as she sits down on the bed, kicking off her shoes as she looks at him. She raises an eyebrow as he moves his head to the side to offer his throat before he decides against it.
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"Now.. then, I think you've had plenty. I however am absolutely famished."
This was already a better night than he thought it was going to be. He's met another vampire, which is a thrill on its own. And he's not drunk, high, and alone.
"I've already committed, I'm not gonna run away."
"Come along, doll. Let's get somewhere more comfortable."
"Now.. then, I think you've had plenty. I however am absolutely famished."
“Fair point. Everyone else annoys me.”
"Come along, doll. Let's get somewhere more comfortable."
"... Fuck it."
He got up, leaning against the bar to stop himself from stumbling. He's not a graceful person, but he never claimed to be.
"Yeah, let's go."
She gets up and pulls her coat on, motioning to the bartender to pay her bill.
"Come along, doll. Let's get somewhere more comfortable."
She gets up and pulls her coat on, motioning to the bartender to pay her bill.
"Just look at me. I'm obviously the tastiest meat at the barbecue."
"How could I possibly know if you're prime vampire food, if I haven't tried you?" She points out with a grin, miming biting him again before she laughs.
She gets up and pulls her coat on, motioning to the bartender to pay her bill.
"How could I possibly know if you're prime vampire food, if I haven't tried you?" She points out with a grin, miming biting him again before she laughs.
He said, placing a hand over his heart. As if she broke it.
"I pride myself in being prime vampire food, thank you very much. A gourmet fucking meal."
As he mentions looks being deceiving she nods slowly.
"Looks can be deceiving indeed, I'm sure you know that best."
"How could I possibly know if you're prime vampire food, if I haven't tried you?" She points out with a grin, miming biting him again before she laughs.
As he mentions looks being deceiving she nods slowly.
"Looks can be deceiving indeed, I'm sure you know that best."
He flinched at first, a memory of actually being bitten shoving its way to the front of his mind. But he shook it off, rolling his eyes playfully.
"But looks can be deceiving, can't they?"
She raises an eyebrow as she leans a little closer and mimes biting him with a laugh.
As he mentions looks being deceiving she nods slowly.
"Looks can be deceiving indeed, I'm sure you know that best."
She raises an eyebrow as she leans a little closer and mimes biting him with a laugh.
As he asked that question, basically throwing his 'guess' out there, he downed his drink to fight off the nerves.
She takes another sip of whiskey.
"Though a good scotch is never the wrong choice. Unless you mix it with coke."
She raises an eyebrow as she leans a little closer and mimes biting him with a laugh.
She takes another sip of whiskey.
"Though a good scotch is never the wrong choice. Unless you mix it with coke."
He knows now.
"Right. Sure. Let's go with that." He commented, flippantly. "What's your favorite drink again?"
"Some people simply have a little extra talent, doll. Don't be jealous. Green doesn't look good on you."
She's a talented charlatan, what can she say. Playing it off comes as easily as breathing does.
She takes another sip of whiskey.
"Though a good scotch is never the wrong choice. Unless you mix it with coke."
"May you catch him unawares and enjoy your hunt." She says as she raises her new drink in cheers and blessing to the man with the gun.
The guns were a pale steel, well oiled and polished. Older than guns ought to be, and better maintained than any ought to be. Soft sandalwood grips, and chambered for 45. caliber bullets.
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"A man in all black, with a gun like yours? Nope, doesn't sound familiar, I'm sorry to say. Why? You hunting him down?"
"May you catch him unawares and enjoy your hunt." She says as she raises her new drink in cheers and blessing to the man with the gun.