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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 12. September 2012, 23:22 (903 Views) | |
| Marceline | Saturday, 6. October 2012, 00:53 Post #21 |
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"That's a bit rash of you" She commented on the first thing Rob had said, though she her current situation was nothing to brag about either. Marceline didn't trust him just yet, as much as she wouldn't trust anyone she'd just met a moment ago. But he didn't seem all that bad. "I don't really expect anything from anyone anymore, just not getting kicked out or beaten unconcious seems fair" Admitted with a shrug as she started to walk slowly "What brought you to London? And... whats a Gangrel?" |
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| RobAiken | Saturday, 6. October 2012, 05:32 Post #22 |
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What was a Gangrel? Rob thought to himself slightly bewildered. The twelve clans was one of the first things a young vampire would learn after their embrace. Suddenly it dawned on him. She is a Caitiff! The poor girl. He thought, sympathizing with the young woman. It was a rough world out there for Rob but at the very least he knew what clan he belonged to and knew his sire. Just knowing these two things was enough to at least make you a somewhat accepted entity in the vampire society. The clanless Caitiff however had no such luck. Some kindred, mostly the elders saw them as completely worthless. He had met a few Caitiff in his travels all of them usually had a same sense of 'lost' that Marceline seemed to exude. If Marceline was in fact a Caitiff this partnership possibly blossoming could work out fantastic afterall. "I came here to start new." Rob said, answering her first question. "The United States isn't safe for me anymore and I figured I would give London a try. Judging from your accent you aren't a local girl either. So what brings you here? And a Gangrel is one of the twelve clans of our kind. Do you know any of the others?" |
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| Marceline | Saturday, 6. October 2012, 14:58 Post #23 |
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"Vaguely" she said narrowing her eyes a bit, before looking down to realise the glass that was still being held in her hand "I don't usually meet many.. hummm... Kindred so I can't tell which is which, but that shouldn't be much of a problem. I mean, we're all the same at the core, right?" She looked right and left and threw the drink in the street, but kept the glass. It was a free glass after all. From what she knew vampires didn't precisely crowd the streets and they usually minded their own business and indulged in their pleasures, without trying to get into troubles. Problems started when two or more collided in some area of interest both shared. The Sabbat was an exception to that rule as there was always a bunch of cainites here and there. |
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| RobAiken | Monday, 8. October 2012, 06:22 Post #24 |
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"Yeah I guess you are right." Rob admitted. "We all are the same down to the core." He had never really looked at it before, but it was the truth. Rob blamed his upbringing after the embrace. It was sad but if anything the embrace teaches a kindred is how to be a racist but with clans. Stereotyping was easy to do writing off a member of the Malkavian clan for being nothing more than a insane psychopath, a Ventrue being a pretentious blue blood, Ravnos deceptive gypsies, or even Brujah for being violent rebels without a cause. Even though the conversation with Marceline was interesting, Rob knew he couldn't spend the whole night on the side of the road going through small talk. They were two sentences away from talking about the weather and he had a lot to accomplish that night. "Listen Marceline. The night is growing short and we don't have much time left to get to ground. That paper I slipped to you has my number on it. Please call me whenever you need me." |
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| Marceline | Wednesday, 10. October 2012, 07:14 Post #25 |
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She looked up to Rob giving him a strange look. Frowning, and then smiling a bit, in a funny way as she curled her lips before speaking. "Need sounds a bit extreme. I mean I don't know what kind of thing everyone is involved in, or if it involves shooting from the back seat of a car as it falls from the Big Ben with explosions on the background, but the most exciting thing that can happen to me is running out of champoo" explained to him. And maybe that had just killed off any interest coming from the Rob side of the fence, she wouldn't be surprised. But again, most of the times the words slipped out of her mouth before she even had the chance of thinking if parting her lips was a good idea in the first place. "But if it's mutant champoo and it's trying to kill me I'll call you" joked |
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| RobAiken | Wednesday, 10. October 2012, 16:27 Post #26 |
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Rob laughed. The girl had quite a sense of humor to her and the idea of mutant hair care products was just hilarious. "Okay, how about this?" Rob said, deciding to change his wording. "Call me whenever you want to." |
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| Marceline | Thursday, 11. October 2012, 19:23 Post #27 |
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She smiled "That sounds better. I'll see ya around then, I think this is like a common meeting point for people of our condition around, so it wouldn't be all that strange" |
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| RobAiken | Thursday, 11. October 2012, 20:43 Post #28 |
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With one word Rob had a new found respect for Marceline. Rob always thought that the embrace was a curse and just didn't understand the people that thought it has a gift from the powers that be. The fact that she used the word condition really hit it home for him that this girl and he would be really good friends. "Yeah it does look like the kind of place our kind would meet." Rob admitted. "So I'm off, either give me a call or find me here. This could work out well for the both of us. Until we meet again Marceline." Rob said with a smile as he took off into the night. |
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