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Post by luka layden merik on Feb 12, 2009 14:53:48 GMT -5
Come on come on What are you going to do You can't find another day Come on come on You're pushing the senses You're pushing the senses through Wearing He pulled up to the club's parking lot. Killing the engine on his Aston Martin V8 Vantage, he stepped out and adjusted his fedora. It was a pleasure to get away from the school tonight and get into town. Luka stayed locked away in the dark confines of his room during most of his free time. He wanted to enjoy himself tonight with drink dancing and blood. He was thirsty. The dull burning had lingered for a few days. He just couldn't bring himself to eat in the cafeteria again. It was enough the last time to make him ill.
His stride was calm and relaxed as he reached the bouncer. He tipped his black fedora to him and extended his hand. "Nice to see you again", he smiled at the large bald man. The man returned his smile. He could feel the folded bill and took it happily. Luka didn't like bribing people. But sometimes he needed to do evil things to get what he wanted. He was sure his father would be proud. He released his hand and gave a forced smirk to the man. He smelled of drugs. "C-ya", he spoke and entered the club with no resistance from the happy bouncer.
His nostrils were assaulted by all wonders of smells. He sniffed the air. So many delicate ladies. Each one for his taking. Hunger had turned him into a predator tonight. The softness that he normally carried was pushed aside. He had a role to play tonight. He was the suave ladies man tonight. His task was simple, seduce and feed. The rest of the night he could do what he wanted. For now the beast needed feeding. Sweat, booze and cigarette smoke invaded his senses. The heavy linger of blood and the beats of the patrons hearts were enough to drive him mad. Perhaps he should have not waited so long to feed. Control would be an issue tonight.
He walked to the bar and ordered a drink. Scotch on the rocks was a favorite. It did little to impair him, but the taste was bitter and the soft burn helped alleviate some of the hunger for the moment. He wanted to hold off. It was fun to play with his fun. He'd of course never hurt them, just make a game out of it.
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Post by kara chandler glassesh on Feb 15, 2009 18:51:05 GMT -5
She walked up to the bouncer. Didn't take much to let her come in. Just a lot of black and skin, as you can see. She walked inside. The lights bouncing off her red hair. Her eyes smiling but her face emotionless. It was like someone was following her. She pushed off the feeling and continued in. People she didn't even know, asked to dance with her buy her drinks. the bad thing, she thought, was she wasn't even drunk yet and she was dancing like a slut. Her hair whipped her face and she finally was thirsty. But, she'd dance just a little longer, until a stupid song came on. Random songs played and she dropped down low, dancing with everyone who came around. well, maybe they weren't all straight and could go as low as her. It was fun. You know, being free and messing with people. Making the guys think she wanted them. She finally decided to get a drink. Vodka. Straight up. She walked to the bar slowly. Taking her precious time to walk. Not as if she was in a hurry. School could wait like it always did. First thing in her book, party until you're so drunk, you can't say your own name right. She got to the bar. Ordering her Vodka and sat there waiting. It seemed like forever since she had been out. Partying until the wee hours in the morning. No, she didn't care if she was under age. she did what ever she please, even if it was illegal. She looked over at the guy next to her. "Hey."
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Post by luka layden merik on Feb 16, 2009 12:20:31 GMT -5
Come little children, I'll take thee away, Into a land of enchantment. Wearing He closed his eyes and took a long swig of the cool amber liquid. The slight burn of the alcohol seemed to ease away the hunger. He hand more time to play and have a good time tonight. He wasn't sure how long though. He had went longer than normal. He had been too caught up with school and his music to go out and feed. His senses were running a muck. He could smell blood, sex and sweat in the club. A soft and low growl came from his throat. Luckily the music play was enough to drown out the low rumble in his chest.
"Hey."
His greenish yellow eyes moved to his side and looked over at the woman who spoke to him. He had watched her on the dance floor. He had planned on trying to get her to dance with him later. Her coming up to the bar. He sniffed the air near her. She smell of hard liquor and swear on her. He could also smell her blood. The sound on her heart beating. He smiled over at her. She was pretty and young. He could have sworn he had seen her on campus. "Hi." Her turned slightly, angling his body towards her. "Looking good out there." His deep voice rumbled softly.
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Post by kara chandler glassesh on Feb 16, 2009 16:39:18 GMT -5
She nodded with slight intension on actually talking with him. But he did speak to her. It really was surprising you know, to have some random guy talk to you even if you said something first. He gave a girlie giggled when he said, Looking good out there.
"Sad really. I'm far from drunk and already dancing like that..." She nodded to her own weirdness. She ran her fingers through her red-like colored hair and flashed a smile with ehr big brown eyes. It had been a while since she had ever really giggled and it wasn't just to be sarcastic.
"I'm Kara by the way." She smiled shyly and looked back at the door. It still felt like she was being watched. Ah, it was probably only because she was being paranoid. Being in this town alone for the first time. She shrugged. Thinking of that, she thought she saw this guy before. At school or at least around the grounds. "Do I go to school wiht you?... sorry, I have this weird feeling I've seen you around before."
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Post by luka layden merik on Feb 17, 2009 12:28:43 GMT -5
Whose got the body and whose got the brain I’ll take your blood and I’ll kill my pain You are the one that I desire, you are the dark I’m the vampireWearing "Sad really. I'm far from drunk and already dancing like that..." He chuckled softly as a smile trailed his lips. The monster inside him was in full control right now. His charm seemed to ooze from him. Any other day he might have made some polite and gentlemanly comment about her dancing. But tonight he was too hungry. Vampires were designed to lure in their victims. Make the person want to be near them. Their looks, smell and voice all enticed. Right now the monster was using them to his advantage. "I really didn't mind the view at all", he smirked softly in her direction and downed the glass of scotch.
"I'm Kara by the way."
The smile didn't fade when she told him her name. It was pleasant sounding. A name that rolled off the tongue...much like blood. He extended his hard and cold hand to her. If she didn't grow uncomfortable from the unnatural coolness of his touch, he knew he had a chance. "I'm Luka."
"Do I go to school with you?... sorry, I have this weird feeling I've seen you around before."
His mind was racing. Conversation had begun. Talking was the foreplay. Foreplay that would move to the climax of blood. He unconsciously licked at his lips quickly. The burning was increasing. He took an unnecessary breath to stay in control. That was one thing he had over any other member of his family. His control was infallible. His will was as hard as stone as his skin was. "Yes, I think so. I've seen you on campus...." He trailed off for a second composing himself further. "Such a small world", he chuckled lightly.
He noticed her eyes moving towards the exit. Was she waiting for someone? Was she uncomfortable with his presence? Several questions moved through his mind, but only one escaped his mouth. "You here alone?" He took of his fedora for a moment to brush a few rogue strands of dark hair from his face. His greenish yellow eyes never left her as he replaced the hat.
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Post by kara chandler glassesh on Feb 19, 2009 12:37:53 GMT -5
She laughed turning her attention back to him. "thanks... I think..." She bit her lower lip showing she was a bit paranoid at that moment but she soon forgot about everything outside the door. If he went to school with her it probably meant he wasn't exactly human. Probably far from it. Only a few humans went to the academy.
She shook his hand and smiled. Unnaturally cold skin felt really good on her medium warm skin. 'Well, it's nice to meet you Luka." Kara smiled genuinely but quickly stopped. It was like a reaction to a good tast and then a bad after taste. Cold skin, yellow green yes.. He was a vampire and probably gonna kill her later. She giggled and sighed. She really didn't care what happened to her.
"To small really. Finding people you wish you didn't." She took a sip of vodka and ate the one of the olives. she'd eat the other one later. Then his question came up, "You here alone?". She nodded slightly as she swept a piece of hair out of her face. "Yeah. Naturally. Never really go with other people. They start drama and it just rains on my parade." She giggled sheepishly. She ate the other olive and crossed her legs.
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Post by luka layden merik on Feb 24, 2009 12:15:31 GMT -5
Cause you the baddest little thing that I've ever seen So Ima ask you one time if you got a man Wearing 'Well, it's nice to meet you Luka."
Her expression changed as she touched his cool skin. He was busted. Damn and she smelled so good too. He leaned against the bar counter, trying to play it off. But the look on her face gave it all away. He found it odd that she sighed and giggled. He titled his head to the side giving her a questioning look. Right now she had him quite perplexed. It wasn't exactly a comfortable situation to be in, but neither was the slow burn in the back of his throat.
"To small really. Finding people you wish you didn't."
If he wasn't sure if she had figured it our before...he did now. He frowned at what seemed to be a personal jab at him. He could only assume she thought he would kill her. No, he didn't kill...at least he didn't want to. In seventeen years of living off of human blood, he had only slipped up twice. The guilt alone was enough to nearly drive him insane. He only took what he needed and left his prey dazed but still breathing...some actually seemed to enjoy his 'kiss'. He nodded, "There are some unsavory folks...but we're not all bad." He was actually talking about vampires. If she was clever and no too intoxicated, she might pick up on it. If she didn't, then it would merely be Luka talking about humanity in general.
"Yeah. Naturally. Never really go with other people. They start drama and it just rains on my parade."
Perhaps hope was not lost on this one. He didn't want to have to find another girl...at least not till he had this one for a minute or two. He stood up from the bar stool and offered his hand. He was very polite. Manners had been integrated into his system from birth. He smiled a charming, yet crooked smile. "If you're alone then, would you dance with me?"
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Post by kara chandler glassesh on Feb 27, 2009 16:08:18 GMT -5
"There are some unsavory folks...but we're not all bad."
She nodded with a sweet smile. She wiped some hair out of her face and ordered a shot of Tequila Rose. Yumm, the sweet taste of sweet strawberry milk and it warmed her stomach. "I guessed that. Most aren't. Just trying to survive." She giggled but, quickly stopped.
"If you're alone then, would you dance with me?"
She thought for a moment. To make it look like she would rather decline his questioned. She smiled and took his hand. "I'd love to dance with you." She had a big smile on her face but she let it fade. T\she stood there for a while holding his hand. "But, I need to ask you something. I'd like you to answer it as if it was an obvious question..." Thats how she was. Always likeing to get the simple, down to the point answers.
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