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| Velvien | Feb 26 2014, 09:47 PM Post #1 |
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Blinding sunlight beats down as the thin door to an old Eastern style building opens. The bitter scents of medicinal herbs waft out to meet the brightness, so people both inside and out would have at least one of their senses offended. Covering her eyes to ward off the sunlight, a woman steps out from the small hospital, and immediately every male gaze in the vicinity is on her for her highly revealing purple shirt and jacket, only covering down just below her chest. Not that her multi-part kilt with the front cloth removed is any better. No one could have guessed that Relia Tepes, who dared bare so much skin in the heat of the midday sun, is a vampire, the daughter of the infamous Count Dracula. After a brief stretch, she starts across the street towards a nearby lunch stand. |
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| SarahSyna | Feb 26 2014, 11:04 PM Post #2 |
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Gabrielle examined the tear in her formerly one good t-shirt as she stepped into line. Godammit. She could kill that whatever-the-fuck-it-had-been for ruining her last good shirt. Actually, she already had done that, but if it were possible, she'd bring the fucking thing back just to beat it with its own skull. She grumbled to herself in a general way before it twigged with that something was... off. The fuck was that... shit, what was that? A smell, or a feeling or what? Whatever it was, it kind of made her skin crawl in a sort of pleasantly unpleasant way, like a cat walking on your back. Maybe she was just cold because of the rip in her fucking t-shirt, but it felt just plain off putting. She started to look around, sniffing the air - and earning a few weird looks in the process - to try figure whatever the fuck was causing it. Pervert, clown pervert, tax accountant, goth chick, pervert... maybe it was the clown, actually. That made sense, right? |
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| Velvien | Feb 26 2014, 11:35 PM Post #3 |
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Still in bold defiance of the sun, a should-be fatal agent on her race, Relia steps into the line of patrons in queue for a plate of hot, rare steak. Then the back of her neck tingles and she looks up, immediately alert, and scans the environs. What was that?
Edited by Velvien, Feb 27 2014, 03:45 PM.
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| SarahSyna | Mar 3 2014, 12:23 AM Post #4 |
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Even after deciding the clown pervert as the obvious source, the feeling grew steadily worse. Gabrielle steadfastly stared straight ahead until she couldn't take it any more and started looking around again, more obvious than last time. As she finally looked right behind her, se met Relia's eyes for a bare moment. On instinct, she let out a guttural hiss at the other woman as her own canines lengthened to fangs. There was a moment of silence after. Gabrielle paused and refracted her teeth to their normal length. Then she turned back to the queue and, now being at the top of it, ordered her own plate of blue steak. That never happened. Nope. ...fuck. |
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| Velvien | Mar 6 2014, 09:55 PM Post #5 |
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Relia's eyes narrow as they meet the other woman's. There was no mistaking the extended teeth; she has vampire blood in her. Another daywalker? Impossible. Dhampir? Probably. And if that is the case, she would have to be on her guard. But she isn't about to step out of line until she has her steak. Nope. Not after such a long morning. |
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| SarahSyna | Mar 8 2014, 12:09 AM Post #6 |
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Gabrielle almost yanked the plate of blue steak and napkins right out of the vendor's hands, tossing down a twenty for it before dashing off to go sit at a table. Fuck fuck fuck buttfuck son of a whore! A fucking godamn daywalking bitch right in the fucking behind her! No godamn wonder she felt so godamn dodgy! Gabrielle groaned and picked up the steak in both hands. She started to tear into it, tugging off ragged chunks with her teeth. |
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| Velvien | Mar 13 2014, 11:02 PM Post #7 |
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Relia takes her plate and goes to sit down, pointedly keeping to the other side of the restaurant from the dhampir. For now, she would eat. But once outside, away from the patrons of the restaurant, she would have to speak to the woman. |
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| SarahSyna | Mar 19 2014, 06:30 PM Post #8 |
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Right. She had her necklace. She could probably choke a bitch with that. Maybe take the chance to somehow tear out a rib and stake the woman with it. Okay, so hopefully it wouldn't come down to that. Maybe this woman wouldn't try mindfuck her or something, or try to eat her. Even if she did come near her, it might be for a totally civil if really uncomfortable conversation, and that wasn't going to be lethal unless Gabrielle smashed a plate in half and used it to sever her own spine. She hadn't really declared war or anything, but if it wasn't a good idea to have a plan to kill everyone you meet, Gabrielle had never seen a good reason why. She wiped her hands and mouth clean, tucked a tip under the plate and stood up. She looked around for vampire lady as she did, to see what she was up to. |
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| Velvien | Mar 24 2014, 12:43 PM Post #9 |
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As it turns out, Relia stands right in front of Gabrielle, having decided to just get this over with. On her terms, of course. "Hello. Would you mind coming with me, where there are less people around?" |
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| SarahSyna | Mar 26 2014, 02:14 PM Post #10 |
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Godammit, the bitch came out of nowhere! Gabrielle took a step back, inwardly cursing vampires and their scaryass stalker powers. "Gah, fuck!" she exclaimed, "You fucking... pop up book!" She composed herself quick enough to at least hear what the woman said though, and nodded. If things were going to get nasty, and no one said they had to, it'd be preferable to not be around random uninvolved people. "Alright." she said, then leant in and lowered her voice so only the other woman could hear. "But if you try some... freaky vampire shit on me, I'm going to run away with your bloodied ovaries and throw them off a tower." She straightened back up, and added in a much friendlier tone, "I don't mean to be aggressive or anything, just wanted to put that out there so you know I don't stand for that creepy shit. You want to lead the way then?" She gave the woman as genuine a smile as she could muster. Okay. Be nice. Ish. Just because she was a vampire didn't mean she was a parasitic hellbitch. She might not be a bitch at all! |
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