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| Carina Magdeline | Mar 31 2009, 02:12 AM |
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Lost. Completely, totally and undeniably lost. Carina had initially that stepping into the city would be a pleasant change from the isolation and seclusiveness from Nathan's house, however she did not imagine that she would get so utterly and completely lost. Somewhere between looking at trinkets in shops, and purchasing essentials for both herself and Mary, Carina had lost the map she had so carefully marked out so that she wouldn't find herself in such a predicament. Oh, the irony. For the first time, Carina found herself wishing that she owned a mobile phone or something. Finding Nate's place would be that much easier if she could simply call him up. If she had more control of her necromancy, Carina may have used that to simply sense out the vampire and use that sense of direction to guide her home. However Mary had told her that using their powers was dangerous, doubly so for Carina since she could still not execute any form of control. It was well past sunset when Carina had found herself in a district filled with scantily clad men and females, all attempting to attract her attention. In truth, she simply just tried to ignore them all as best as possible but she did not like the place she was in and did not know how to get out. The most logical thing, in her mind, was to ask for directions. There was no harm in that, was there? Entering the place with the least amount of scantily clad people in it, Carina very hastily made her way to the closest, most welcoming staff member in sight – the bar tender. There was something about the bouncers that gave her the metaphysical creeps so she had stayed well away...not to mention the half naked dancers on the table which caused her to redden and simply look at the floor as she made her way to the front of the bar. The last thing she had wanted to do was to end up in one of these places...but she didn't want to back out, she just wanted to find the quickest way home as possible. Finally, she made her way to the bar, feeling more than a little out of place in the environment. “Do you know the address of Nathan Baxton?” She asked the bar tender timidly. The bar tender simply nodded, before hurrying off and returning with a drink, holding out a hand as if expecting some sort of payment. “I didn't want a drink! I want to know the add...” Carina started, before simply shaking her head and pushing the drink back towards the bar tender, who simply grinned and left her with the glass. It was with a sigh that she took a sip of the drink – which was extremely unpleasant tasting. She nearly gagged at the first sip, her eyes watering. What the heck was the drink anyway? It was definitely not water. She left the drink at the bar in search of the bathroom, and she returned to find her drink still sitting there. It was with a sigh that she decided to just drink it - she was kind of thirsty, and it wasn't long before the drink was entirely gone. Fifteen minutes later, Carina was feeling well and truly sick...something was wrong. The room was spinning around her in more ways then one, and she couldn't focus her eyes. Stumbling, she tried to reach the bar tender who had served her, and somehow ended up in the corner of the bar where a man wearing a leather and demin jacket stood. “I don't feel....like myself...” Carina said, one hand stretched out on the wall to help her stand, the other placed on her head. “Can you help me out of here?...please?” The atmosphere was making her feel nauseous, especially the smoke which made her feel like she was choking. “I...” Carina started once more, before realizing that she couldn't feel her legs at all, and collapsing straight onto the floor with a thud. |
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12:49 AM Nov 28
