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« **Reply #15 on:** 01/17/2008 01:05:52 »

~She cocked her head and smiled~ Pleasure to meet you Devin. You can call me Tal. Not half bad? ~Shrugs~ Not everyone like the same music. I happen to love our music but, the style suits me. Do you have a request perhaps?

« **Reply #16 on:** 01/18/2008 13:28:22 »

~* The bartender slides the shot across the bar between them. Devin scoops it up and wantingly presses it to his lips, pausing just before taking the shot. He then takes the shot glass and slowly presses it against Tal's lips, with a smile.*~
" You would happen to know the song, 'I want you' by Starlit?"

« **Reply #17 on:** 01/19/2008 11:40:37 »

~She took the shot and laughed.~ That fucking tree hugging twit? While I agree that her music is good, I won’t say its great. She spends more time than I care for telling the world what to say, feel, think, and do. I’d rather jug a gallon of whole milk, eating a rare piece of veal, in my mink coat, while I call the waiter by the name of the most common dish of his home country.

I won’t sing the song of a woman who is at best my competition. Surely you can do better than that? I challenge you to try. Or were you merely attempting to flirt?

~She downed the shot and laughed a bit before requesting two fresh from the bartender~

« **Reply #18 on:** 01/19/2008 23:41:11 »

"Ah yes, the games is a foot." He retorts with a sly inviting grin. "I simply thought it would be nice to hear the song sung with feeling but, I digress. If a challenge is what you want a challenge you'll have. How about 'Angel' by Within Temptation or do you disapprove of them as well?" he wickedly quips with a smile. "Or maybe something simpler like 'Rain' by Garbage or are Perfect Circle cover songs all you do?" A giddy bit of fire dances in eyes.

« **Reply #19 on:** 01/21/2008 00:36:57 »

~ She was drunk now, in no mood to sing, in no mood to banter. She wanted and craved. It started as more of an annoyance and became so like a beggar being mocked by the rich. She slid off the bar top onto his lap in a rather fast fluid movement, straddling his lap, her body warm from the liquor, the want and the humans crowding the club with body pressed to body. ~

~ She was inches from his face looking into his eyes with an unnatural intensity. Her eyes were beginning to glow in a subtle way. ~ How do you continue? All of this blood pounding in your ears. ~ She took his hands and pulled them to her hips, pressing them around the curves, as she pushed her hips harder against him. She slid her nails slowly up and down the curve of his neck while she dragged her fang over her tongue making a small opening. She did love how the tongue bled so freely. She let a little blood gather before pressing her lips together and staining them with blood. ~ I’ll trade you. A taste for a taste, a bite for a bite. No game I can think of better than that.

« **Reply #20 on:** 01/21/2008 12:25:58 »

~* His eyes sweltered with a subtle amusement. His eye brow arched as one corner of his lips curled in a twisted deviant half cocked grin.*~ "Now who's flirting." ~* He leaned in close, his lips barely touching hers. Nipping tauntingly at her lips letting the heat between them smolder with hunger. Then at last he took the plunge, reaching up and firmly taking a fist full of her hair. He kissed with an unearthly intense passion. Rather it was a passion for the blood she offered so tenderly or an ill fated passion for her? It was hard to tell. All at once he offered her some of his own blood while their lips intertwined.*~

« **Reply #21 on:** 01/21/2008 18:23:52 »

~ A low growl rumbled in her chest as he took the terms of her game. She writhed with an unnerving need as he wrenched her hair. She nipped his tongue as it pursued her own. She pressed to him harder still, fighting the pull of her hair as the animal in them both demanded too much at once. Bear it she thought, hell live for it more like; the flavors, scent, breathless sanity wrenching heat. She loved how the permanent lack of heat made its reappearance time and again mean something more substantial. Her head reeled from too much of both him and liquor. She held on and pushed the game further as her nails dug into his back and her fangs quickly pierced the fullness of his bottom lip, retracted, and ended with her sucking on his bleeding lip between demanding kisses. ~

« **Reply #22 on:** 01/22/2008 12:00:44 »

~* Soft in his final movement he release her hair. He glides his hands along the length of her curves stopping at her hips, clutching them firmly. Standing up he then places her forcefully on the bar. With one hand he sternly grabs her face separating them and bring their kiss to an end.*~
"Careful now there are children pressent." he says playfully as licks his lips before downing another shot. "If we are to continue we should go somewhere more accommodating.'' He reaches into his pocket pulling out a small card and a key, placing them on the bar beside her. "Come along when your done here." His words linger willful in the air as if all on there own, staring her in the face. He turns around and starts to walk away.

« **Reply #23 on:** 01/23/2008 23:55:00 »

~She laughed and shook her head. In no mood to play with her food she slid the card into her back pocket as she hopped off the bar. Balancing herself a moment before walking to the stage and smiling tolerably as the fans prattled on a thousand words a moment as she walked by. Mortals wished so deeply to touch something they think is special in some way. As the current song came to an end she stepped onto the stage and sat at a piano off to the side she glanced at Vanti with a curious expression. Chris seemed to know what to communicate to the band. This was a very intimate instrument for her. She had taped pictures across the front to look at as she played. The pictures played emotional chords on her heart strings but that was the point after all. Soulful music was the most attractive. The pictures were the past as was so much for vampires. The present often failed to be as beautiful as what was. If one sat beside her they would catch a glimpse of these pictures, the age of the photos, the smiles, the small specks of blood staining the edges.
"Spark" would be appropriately enigmatic and crazy for her mood. Her fingers moved with decades of practice over the keys in fluid memorized precision. The mic leaned to her mouth as she began in a low melodic tone.~

~She sang for an hour or so more, helped the band load up the bus before leaving them to their own devices in the club. She wasn’t actually sure if she was going to go do anything more than take a walk. She decided to let the night simply unfold on its own. She did toy with the card in her pocket a bit.~

« **Reply #24 on:** 01/24/2008 12:29:04 »

~* As Talash rounded the corner a familiar figure stood there leaning against a near by parked car. A beautiful copper red haired man stood idly playing with his zippo as if waiting for someone or something. His ash grey woolen long coat with lovely silver buttons and black cord embroidered cuffs was getting damp in the midnight air. Sleek midnight blue boot cut slacks jutted out like thin lanky trunks to a tree. Showing off a pair of rather weather beaten black boots.*~
"What took you so long?" he smiled. " Having second thoughts? That be a shame, really."
~* Spoke softly never looking up at her, his eyes focused on the dancing flicker of his lighter.*~
"Get in." he said abruptly as he opened the car door and rounded the other side.

« **Reply #25 on:** 01/24/2008 16:49:05 »

~She stepped a little closer as he told rather than asked her to get into the car. She watched his mannerisms and then her intentions. She chewed at her lip a little and started toward the car where she leaned on the hood with propped arms and looked at him. ~

Look it isn’t in my nature to care but shows make me emotionally crippled. I was going to feed from you, not sure if I would have actually stopped. I should go get some nourishment before I contemplate a night of bad decisions.

~She stood up and ran a pale hand through her hair while the other reached into her back pocket. She held the card out to him looking to the side a little. ~

« **Reply #26 on:** 01/28/2008 12:54:49 »

~* His quietly cracks a smile.*~
"It's as simple as this, your new in town, I'm not, your hungry and I know where we can grab a bite." his eyes narrowed looking at her as if she were being childish. "Now stop being apprehensive and get in."

« **Reply #27 on:** 02/10/2008 01:23:33 »

~She smiled a little and shrugged off her better judgment. She opened the door and quietly slipped into the car. She looked at him still feeling the inclination to simply find a quick meal elsewhere. ~ You know as much as I that finding a meal is not very hard no matter the city. What makes your knowledge in this so valuable?

« **Reply #28 on:** 02/10/2008 09:22:51 »

"I know wear to find a few choice selections."
~* He smiled lithely turning the key and starting the car. They were off, on their way to the city's darker underside.*~
" There is this lovely little dungeon in this quiet corner of town with the tastiest brood dolls to have ever slicked your thirst."
~* With a coy boyish grin he turned the corner.*~

« **Reply #29 on:** 02/16/2008 17:52:19 »

~ She felt a little uneasy at the thought of dolls in some dungeon. ~
Doesn’t too much sound like my scene. If you didn’t notice in there … I’m not really a fan of my cravings and certainly not of torturing people. Dinner and a show is a bit different in my mind. You can just drop me up here. I appreciate it though.

~ She brushed a lock of blue behind her ear and set her hand on the door’s latch as they approached a light.~