Christabel
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Post by Christabel on Sept 16, 2007 13:31:05 GMT -5
Christabel walked into the club, expecting it to be a lot less foreboding than it actually was. She looked around, figuring it was as good of place as any to get away from home. She unzipped her jacket, revealing a tight white corset with black laces. It went rather well with her black mini-skirt and black-and-white striped tights. She loved her striped tights, but that was beside the point.
The heels of her tall, black boots were almost silent on the carpeted parts of the floor. She actually enjoyed the smoke on the floor, and the eeriness of the place made her crimson hair stand out even more than usual. She smiled, happy to have found this place, yet a little nervous about it at the same time.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 16, 2007 14:25:41 GMT -5
Eris strode into the club, hair up in reverse rolls, thighs hugged tightly but black capri pants, feet housed in black peep toe pumps. With a black and white striped form fitting shirt and a red flower in her hair the look was complete, and as always she strutted her stuff. She went to the bar and winked at the man behind it, pointing to the girl in the corset.
The small framed woman sat back and watched, eying all of those around the girl, her warning sent and hopefully well received. It was simply a matter of what she wanted, and she wanted that girl, and she would not abide others having her. One of the waitresses stood next to the girl, handing her a drink, pointing in my direction. A wink was all that Eris gave, and went back to her mindless chatter with the bartender. She was hoping to lure the young one in.
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Christabel
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Post by Christabel on Sept 16, 2007 14:48:52 GMT -5
Christabel had been too busy looking around that it took her a moment to realize that there was a waitress beside her. She took the drink, smiling at her before following her finger over to the woman who winked at her. Curiosity overwhelmed her and it took her a bit to finally decide to go over to the woman and inquire about the drink.
Walking over rather slowly, Christabel moved the drink around in the glass before taking a seat next to the woman. She seemed to share a similar style, she was particularly fond of the striped top. Smiling, she put the drink on the bar top and looked at the woman with her ice-blue eyes. "Does everyone in here get a drink when they come in or am I just special?" An eyebrow raised on her aristocratic face as she asked the question.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 16, 2007 15:08:20 GMT -5
A smile crossed the bright red lips, Eris liked this girl, her attitude was so much like her own. She could smell the strong blood, the sound of the girls heartbeat rang in her ears. She was glad to have so many years behind her, in her dark youth she would have been quick to take this human before her. Her silky voice had an almost melodic quality to it as she spoke, an ancient and unrecognizable accent fringed the edges of each word. "I am not generally in the habit of buying strangers drinks, but I felt the need of company tonight and you seemed to be the perfect one to provide it."
Eris watched the girl drink, it had been so long since she had tasted anything she no longer wished she could. The desire, along with the rest of her mortal trappings, had been shed long ago. She now came and went as she pleased, feared no other of her kind, and generally only moved among the mortals when she had to feed, which wasn't often. How she loved the strange kind of humans the ones of this generation were. They dreamed to be one of her kind, they painted their faces white, the stuck plastic fangs in their mouth, the dressed in fashions of the distant past. It amused her to no end, and at the same time saddened her. They had this romantic idea of what it was to be a vampire, yet none of them had the strength to be anything more than a meal to her, and most she passed up for even that. This one before her though, she could smell it like an intoxication perfume, she wanted that strength not for her own veins, but for her clan.
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Christabel
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Post by Christabel on Sept 16, 2007 20:30:51 GMT -5
Christabel took a couple sips of her drink. It was actually pretty good, she'd expected it to be weird-tasting, but it was good. She smiled as she looked AT the woman. "I know the feeling." She took another sip. "And yet I always seem to be the one who provides other people with company." She shrugged, her eyebrow raised once more. "Not that I'm complaining."
She took off her jacket and tossed it onto the seat beside her. Her slightly-tanned skin seemed to glow slightly in the lighting. She moved some of the crimson hair out from her eyes as she turned once more to the woman. "So, what do you call yourself then? Or should I just call you Ms. Lonely?" She smirked.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 16, 2007 21:11:25 GMT -5
Eris smirked and toyed with the golden apple around her neck. "Eris will suffice. And you? What should I call the brave one that enters strange clubs alone at night?" There was no condescending tone in her voice, in fact it slightly hinted of admiration. Her own stubborn pride was her downfall as well, if you called this life without death a downfall.
She ordered the girl another drink and spoke again, voice still the paradox of strength and softness. "So where did you call home before finding this den of sin?" Her black eyes shined like to black onyx inlaid in marble. Her skin might have been too white, her hands a little too cold, but all of this could be overlooked, though in this lighting it would have been apparent that there was something odd about this young woman.
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Christabel
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Post by Christabel on Sept 16, 2007 21:19:31 GMT -5
Christabel glanced at the golden apple around Eris' neck before replying. "Christabel. You can call be Chrissy or Bella depending on your own personal preference." She took a sip of her new drink. "Of course, I prefer 'hey you!'" She grinned, amused by her own joke. She felt comfortable enough around the woman to joke, though in the back of her mind something was telling her that there was something off about her.
She leaned back a little, "Me? I came from a place that isn't far enough away from where I am right now." She sighed. She'd pretty much abandoned her old life and grabbed as much stuff as she could to try and start anew someplace else. Currently, she'd been traveling. Then she'd stopped and stumbled upon this cozy little place.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 16, 2007 21:45:55 GMT -5
Eris chuckled, "We will stick with Bella, it will confuse less people than if I continued to say hey you." Each word was annunciated perfectly, she loved the English language, in all it's coarseness it contained so many references to other languages. She thought about this a moment before Bella replied to her second question. No ties to family, that would make the transformation so much easier on the girls part.
The woman continued making small talk, she would wait before she brought up the underlying reason for her buying the girl drinks. She made a mental note to try not to get the girl drunk. "Where do you plan on going from here? Anywhere in mind or just aimless wandering for you these days?" She tried not to sound like a mother, or some crazed stalker, she wanted to it to seem as nothing more that to keep the conversation between them from growing stale.
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Christabel
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Post by Christabel on Sept 16, 2007 22:09:25 GMT -5
Bella listened carefully, she enjoyed listening to the woman speak. She hadn't heard such a voice in the years she'd been alive. Perhaps that was why she felt comfortable around her, her voice was soothing and alluring. She smiled, then turned to her drink, taking another sip before answering. She knew she would be staying here for a little bit, now that she'd made an acquaintance.
"I pretty much plan to wander, you know," she put her hands up in front of her as if she were encompassing a map on the wall. "See the world and stuff." She smirked, "Or you know, keep going until I run out of money and resources." She shrugged, "Probably the latter." She took another swig of the drink, finishing it off.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 17, 2007 19:48:25 GMT -5
The vampire sat smiling, wandering the world, the dream of so many youths these days. They had no idea how easy they had it, hop on a plane, before you know it you are there. "I myself enjoy traveling, though I feel of all the places I have been Greece will always be my favorite." With a wink she leaned into Bella, whispering as if what she had to say was a guarded secret. "After all, you always love your homeland most don't you?"
She sat thinking for a moment in silence, how she wished the Greece of today were anything like it used to be. The future was such a disappointment in some ways. Eris continued to chat with the girl. "Rome comes in second at a close second, followed by Paris of course, then everywhere else. Living in the jungle was interesting enough." She pulled herself from her self and turned back to Bella. "If you could anywhere, where would you go?"
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Post by Christabel on Sept 18, 2007 7:58:33 GMT -5
Bella leaned back, thinking about all of the books she'd read about various places around the world. Greece seemed so nice, and when Eris said she was from Greece and she'd been to different parts of Europe and whatnot made her feel a spark of envy. Would she ever really make it there? She hoped so, she didn't want to be stuck near home any longer.
Thinking over the question, Bella leaned forward to rest on the bar top. "Hmm," she thought a bit more. She'd never really picked a certain location, but she did always want to go to a lot of places, her main choice changing throughout the years. "I guess I'd have to say Ireland." She nodded, that sounded good. She'd really just said a random country because she didn't really know the answer herself. But Eris didn't know that, so what did it matter?
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 18, 2007 19:17:38 GMT -5
Eris smiled. To move onto letting little things slip, the girl seemed that she would want the change any how, but best to ease into it. "Ahh Eire, it's an amazing place. Don't worry, you'll see it eventually. You're young yet, when you're my age you've had plenty of time to see the sights of the world."
Hand up, signaling to the bar tender for another drink. She hoped it wasn't too painfully obvious that she hadn't been drinking, but if Bella had noticed it would only aid in her plan. She thought about other ways of accomplishing this, but knew she didn't want the girl to resent her later. No, she would wait, though the smell of her blood was beginning to excite her. She could feel the warmth coming from Bella, the girls heart beat rang in her ears. With a smile Eris slid her the new drink and sat back against the bar, looking out at the crowd. "It's starting to get really loud in here, there are more private rooms if you wish to continue our conversation there?"
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Post by Christabel on Sept 18, 2007 20:23:45 GMT -5
Bella paused for a moment, taking in her first words. when you're my age? The woman didn't look that much older than she did. Perhaps Eris thought Bella was younger than she looked. Maybe she was just saying that to tease. She shook off the strange feeling, getting distracted by her third drink; she hadn't even noticed Eris lacking any drink in front of her.
After taking a swig, she looked behind her as well. The crowd did seem quite larger...and louder. Perhaps it would be best to go into one of the rooms. Besides, she'd never had her own private room in a club before. She nodded, "Sounds like a great idea." She slipped off her stool and grabbed her jacket and drink, waiting for Eris to lead the way.
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Post by Rosalynn on Sept 18, 2007 21:12:05 GMT -5
The small woman stood and took Bella by the hand as not to lose her in the crowd. She pulled her through the sea of sweaty supes, eying each of them, restating her claim to this girl. The finally reached the other side and Eris laughed, "Well that was a chore. Here is the room, it's not the most extravagant of places but what can you expect of a place like this. Wait until you see the clubs in London, now those are fantastic!" She knew she sounded like she would take the girl to London, she wanted the girl to get it in her head that she could go anywhere with Eris. It was like dangling a piece of meat the get the dog where you wanted it, and while it may have seemed heartless to those who knew what was going on, she really did want to take the girl to see the world.
Eris let the door shut behind her as she followed the girl into the smallish room. She took a seat on the couch and laughed. She wasn't sure why she laughed, maybe it was the fact she was a step closer to talking to Bella about what was really on her mind, about the secret she wanted to share. Maybe it was just nice to be able to sit and talk to someone. Whatever the reason once she started she had quite a time calming the waves of laughter.
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Post by Christabel on Sept 19, 2007 8:25:25 GMT -5
Bella looked around at the other people in the club, smiling widely at them all as she was pulled through them. She tilted her head to get one last look at a few of the guys before the door was shut. She looked over at Eris and raised an eyebrow. Things kept getting curiouser and curiouser. "Hmm, London, I can only imagine." She smiled, daydreaming for a few moments before taking a seat next to the laughing woman.
"Perhaps it seems that you've been the one drinking." She grinned, then that was when she realized Eris had been ordering Bella drinks, not for herself. She stared apprehensively at the drink in her hands, not quite sure if she wanted to drink anymore. She was losing that comfort she'd felt little by little.
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