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19:13:40 [Dean_Walt] After last nights episode with the strange young girl who attacked the lady at the bar, in which by the way I found out her name is Chanel and the young girl Joe, and of course Charlie. Being inside the VIP ment that you were in, so getting info on people wasn't too hard, I mean after all I was studying to be a detective before I came to this place. But after all that, I had left, I would return when their 'Sire' returned, but now for the most part I was supposedly a Vampire, liek the rest of them, bar Joe. This was far too wacked to be true, I must have lost it a long time ago. Maybe I'm just in a coma. Did something happen to me that night, which would mean all these humans and vampires whatever, are all fake, their nothing. Just a figment of my imagination conjured by the current mindset I'm in....which is....fucking NUTS! I took another breath and headed for the carnival, I remember being ehre with her before the club, maybe someone was around who saw us both here. I quickly entered the carnival and (c)

19:15:00 [Dean_Walt] (c) made my way over to some guards, "Excuse me...ah...god I hope you speak english...have you seen me before?" The guard sort of understood, but I was too lazy to speak their tongue, I sucked at it anyway. The guard gave a shake of the head, "Damn it..." I tried to bottle my frustration but I couldn't, "What didn't I exist three nights ago!!!" (e)

19:25:48 Lydia glanced dwon the lane, where a strange young man questioned the guards, and everyone else. Having seen her? He would ask. She smirked and shook her head. People thought he was crazy...or love sick. No one knew which. The other carnie's had steered clear of them. Of course no one knew what he was talking about. How could they? She finished numbering the rubber duckies and put them in a small vat of water. She watched the little kids come lining up as she opened the curtain, putting the littel booth open for business. Prizes big and large littered the ceiling over her head, most looked like claw toys. You know, the kind you get out of a vender. Others, not so much. Pictures, all overpriced sat near one wall. "Come one, come all, come get the prize!" She called out. A little kid screamed with joy as he caught a lucky number. He clapped with glee and she knelt down. "Lemme see what you got." She turned the duckie over and looked at it. "Hmmmmm.." She said gravely. "Looks like your one lucky boy.." She sto

19:26:04 [Lydia] She stood up again, putting the duck back in the water. Of course the numbers didnt mean anything. She gave the boy an inquisitive sideglance, and plucked out a stuffed bulldog. "Here you go kiddie. Toys all yours." Her eyes shifted again to the man who talked to the guards, but she couldnt leave her post yet.

19:37:28 [Dean_Walt] I shook my head and began to walk away only to be shoved by a passing tourist who said, Hey why don't you shut up pal, this is carnival you nutcase. I turned to him and grabbed him by the coller, "I don't fucking care what place this is, because its only in my head you old bastered! Now piss off!" I let go of him and he quickly made his way off I shook my head and continued to walk but this time I grabbed on the shoulder and turned to see two of the guards, a fist lashed out to punch me in the face, I saw it coming far too easily though. How? I grabbed the fist and tightened my grip hearing a solid crack followed by a scream from the guard. My eyes widened, "Whoa fuck sorry buddy I didn't mean to..." My eyes glanced behind me as I saw another guard jump me for behind, "Bastered." I grabbed him by the shirt and tossed him over my head with ease sending him crashing into one of the carnival stands, "Whoa shit!" I looked to my hands as the crowd began to panic and scream running around, (c)

19:39:06 [Dean_Walt] (c) "Fuck I gotta run." I quickly began to make my way through crowds and past a stand, I gave the young girl there a look to say, 'Whoops.' I had ntoed before that she was the one giving out toys tot he winners with numbers. But it only registered as I kept quickly walking through the crowd, "Christ how did I do that!." (e)

19:44:04 Lydia looked up as she heard the loud voices, her eyes growing concerned quickly. "Hey hey hey, knock it off!" She said over the tourists heads. She shoved the money box towards the other carni and steppe dout of the booth, just as it began to turn into a brawl. Didn't peopl ehave disaplin? Men. She shook her head, and just avoided a left hook even as another man went down. "Hey, break it up! This is a business, not a playground!" Okay, so it was a carnival, but still..someones gotta eat somehow, right? She watched the guard go flying into Suzie Jane's carni stand and she winced as the wood broke under the fall. She tood there, as the crowd began dispursing, people grabbing their children and running off. Well, looks lik its lights out for hte carni, at least tonight..Her eyes locked on the mans, and she knew then that he was different. Glancing down the "street', she saw a few more guards coming. "Ho shit.." She didnt know why she was even doing this...for all she knew, the man deserved what he got, but she leape

19:44:16 [Lydia] leaped over a booth, and grabbed the mans wrist. If successful, she would lead Dean into the tent of a carni worker. "Now shush!" She'd cock her ear to the left, and listen for running feet. They went past her no problem. She waited a few minutes and then rounded on the man, glaring. "One hundred bucks. Cough it up." She held her hand out expectantly.

20:04:34 [Dean_Walt] As I ran past the girl at the stand I felt a hand around my wrist and I looked to see her as she went to pull me away, I followed, maybe she could get me out of sight. As it turned out she did, I found myself in a tent and she shushed me, I staid quiet as the guards and other people ran past, I was safe. Phew. I looked to her, "Who..." She glared at me and spoke cutting off my words, I peered at her, "What....are you serious? You want me to reward you for helping me?" I couldn;t get her angle but then it clicked, "Oh that was you;re stand, listen I'm sorry I didn't mean to break it, I...I don't even know what happened or how I did it." I shook my head and smiled, "What use is it, I'm fucking dreaming anyway, I'm talking to a no body a figment of my imagination." I laughed to myself and reache dinto my wallet, "Here's 50 pay the rest when I wake up from this nightmare." I glanced out of the tent and then back to her,"Have you ever seen me before by chance...or a women who was with me I really need to find (c)

20:05:11 [Dean_Walt] (c) her. Since you're in my head you should know, heck I should fucking know!" I started to laugh, "This is just great...I'm going insane." (e)

20:12:25 Lydia looked at him, her eyes glittering. "No, you egotistical jerkf ace, I want you to pay for Suzie Jane's stand! That took a week to set up, and you know she aint got th emoney to replace it. You think you can just go barging in here, and trashing peoples stuff?" She settled her hands on her dimunitive hips and looked up at him. She eyed the fifty bucks, and her fingers worked quick to make the money disappear onto her person. she wasn't complainin. "Shaw, fifty bucks barely covers dinner, let alone material for a new stand and a weeks wages. Hundred, c'mon..I know you got it.." She said, eyeing his wallet. She eyed him dubiously as he began talking to her like she wasnt even there. Her hand came up and pinched his upper arm. "Feel that..?" She twisted, and marveled at his skin. It didnt feel at all human, mostly rock hard. "What are you..?" She asked as she looked up at him in suprise. She blinked. "Sure I've seen you before. YOu keep bugging the carni guys about your imaginary girlfriend, thats what.."

20:27:41 [Dean_Walt] I looked at her with a frustrated expression, "Hey! I already said I didn't mean to do that! Its not like I go around trashing carnivals for fun you know! Oh yeah hey that looks like a good stand lets throw a fuckin carni guard into it. Serious get a grip." I shook my head, "That's rich coming from me haha." I sighed and looked to her as she spoke on in which I'd grab my wallet and empty a grand into her hands if she put em out, yewah I was rich, how the hell do you thik I got to Paris from Australia. I then looked to her, "Happy." She then pinched me and I looked to her, "No I didn't..." I gave a laugh as she asked what I was, "What are you...." Obviously a firment of my imagination, "Looks I don't know what I am, that's why I want to find the women Iw as with." I then raised an eyebrow to her, "She is real! For gods sacks this is a fucking waste of time, there's you're money sorry about the mess." I then opened the tent now that the crowds had died down and left and the guards mostly returned to their (c)

20:28:10 [Dean_Walt] (c) posts. I slowly began to walk a way, "Geez...why am I doing this to myself..." (e)

20:33:57 Lydia found herself liking the guy less. He sure complained alot, didnt he...."Forget it." She said suddenly. Before he could even pull out the grand and put it into her hands, she was already walking out of the tent ahead of him. Honestly, there were plenty of people he could learn from, other than the mysterious woman who had left him a vampire, but he would rather find he first one rather than work with the ones available, but she didnt know that even if her player did. She brushed bloodred hair away from her pale face as sh emoved over ot the stand where Suzie Jane had been putting things up. "Here.." She handed her the fifty, and even a few more out of her own wallet. "That should help.." The toothless granny looked at her with a grateful expression and tried giving the money back. "No no, dont bother. Its yours." She skipped back and turned around, moving towards her booth. She let out a breath as she moved back to her own stand, moving through kiddies to get into the booth. She hopped over the other edge,

20:43:58 [Armas] Moving through the streets of the carnival, Armas walked arm in arm with a black haired, crimson eyed vampire in a short black dress. They looked as though they had been out since sunset and appeared to be having a great time. The two moved in and out of the crowd before stopping in front of the Louvre, dancing together in something of a tango, moving back and forth, dipping and kicking until the woman, Raye, one of his own blood, leaned in to whisper something in his ear before walking off, adjusting the knife hidden in her dress. Armas then began walking off, dancing to himself as he moved, skipping through the crowd and dipping through them. He would need a meal soon, Armas hadn't eaten since he had entered the town the week before. It seemed like a carnival would be a good place, Armas loved a carnival.

20:45:55 [Lydia] and surveyed the loss of stuffed animals. Seems the kids got lucky. "I miss anything?" she asked the other carni. (I cant believe I forgot to ad that)

20:50:53 [Dean_Walt] I paused and took a breath, "I am being a jerk...god she saved me from the guards and all I did was talk down to her and act like a wanker." I turned around and quick jogged nack to the tent, the money I had offered her was laying on the ground, she must not have wanted it, who could blame her. I reached down to pick it up before moving back out to look around for her, "Where are you..." I walked back to where the stand had been crashed and saw her helping the old lady and giving her some money to help out. I shook my head and walked over to the old lady as she left for her own stand, "I'm sorry, it was me that was the cause of you're stand breaking and if you'll accept this..." I held out the grand to her, "You can get it back up and going by tomorrow...I'm sorry again...." The lady seemed to cautiously take the money but offered a smile and I nodded and turned to leave. I walked past the girl's stand, the one that helped me. I stopped and looked to her, "Hey, I'm sorry for my behaviour before...I feel (c)

20:52:42 [Dean_Walt] (c) like I'm going mad. I just ened to know what's happening to me, three nights ago my life was flipped upside down, and I don't knwo what to do. I've been to crazy clubs, met strange people that tell me all sorts of stuff. But his women is important to me, I have to find her. Look...ah I know you think I'm a jerk and all which I am I guess, but why not let me make up for it by taking you out to dinner...now?" I looked to her with an honest expression. (e)

21:02:37 Lydia stared blankly at the man, her eyes a little darker than normal. It was that irish temper. She felt her associate elbow her in the ribs. "Is he your date?" She glanced at the carni, and glowered at him. "Shut it, Roger." But when the man kept blabbling on about a lost woman, and how sh ewas important to him, she got the wrong impression.At least for the moment. Her eyes went back to the man on the other side of the stand, and she shifted on her feet, suprise on her face. "Let me get this straight..you want to take me out to dinner?" She blinked, as the man behind her howled with laughter, and she stomped her toe down onto his foot. He howeled even louder with laughter as the carni moved out of view, and she felt her face flush fire engine red. "Well, um...sure..I guess." She speared the carni with a look, and glad he head sense to take his leave. Se turned her head back o teh strange man. "As long as you dont ask me any more questions about that girl. Look, I haven't seen her, okay?" She said

21:02:45 [Lydia] quickly, and began untying her carni apron, shoving it at her carni associate who came in with a new stash of teddies.

21:16:47 [Dean_Walt] I looked to her and then to the carni who seemed to joke around about a date, I didn;t want to stand on anyone elses toes so I just remained silent and looked back to her. I noddedd to her, "Yeah, to make up for being a jerk, I'm not really like this, things are just crazy for me at the moment..." The carni then moved out of view and I watched him leave, "He's still listening you know." How did I know that, because I could hear him breathing, wow that's nuts. I smiled to her as she agreed, "Great. I'm ready when you are." I then smiled to her, "No more questions I promise...well no more about her anyway." I smiled to the young women and held out my hand, "I'm Dean Walt...ncie to meet you?" I smiled uneasily it probably wasn't so nice for her. I then slowly made my way towards town, "You have a favorite place you like to go to, or I can check out the info centre. We can go where ever you like." (e)

21:23:40 Lydia it really wasnt hard to hear between paper thin walls, especially in a booth at the carni, but the voices of children and games, and even the carnival attractions were enough to at least help drown it out a little bit. She shrugged softly as Dean mentioned the boy was listening. He probably was. Pervert. She moved forward and leaped over the vender stand wall, it was easier to just..not have a door sometimes, especially if people wanted to take the loot. "Alright.." Some of her anger faded as he continued speaking, and she grabbed his hand as he helped her over. She pumped his hand once, and let it drop, feeling that his hand was strangely cold under her handshake. She shook it off. "Lydia McCormick.." She responded automatically as she followed along side him. She shook her head, a hand moving up to brush a lock of crimson hair away from her face. "I'm on vacation, I really dont know this city..."

21:47:46 [Armas] Leaning forward onto one of the boots nearby, Armas was locked into conversation with a young carnival worker though he only had half an ear to the conversation. The rest of his attention was turned toward the goings on between the fledgling and the girl. He seemed to be a bit talkative, perhaps too much so. Though he was far from a traditionalist, he still did not want unneeded attention being drawn toward his kind while he was in town. It was then he recalled hearing from Raye about her spotting a fledgling not too long ago, freaking out in the street. She'd gone to confront him but he'd disappeared. Well, Armas would do what he could to make sure he could keep track of this one, at least until he could be sure that he wouldn't be doing something stupid. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a blue rose, handing it over to the young worker. She looked sweet, smelled sweet. Innocent. He could have some fun with her, but first he felt an obligation as a somewhat elder, very much so this ones elder, to keep

21:47:52 [Armas] a close eye for now.

21:51:17 [Dean_Walt] I glanced up to her as she pumped my hand and I shrugged, "See what I mean." We then began to walk together and she told me her name, "Ah cool. That sounds Irish as does you're accent, where abouts are you from?" I smiled, "This was supposed to be a holiday for me too....shame how things don't turn out the way you think..." I looked ahead and smiled, "Info centre it is..." I began to move towards the centre plaza area where the info centre could be found. Once there I looked up a list of resturants. I picked a nice looking one out and showed her a pamphlet, "How's this look...lake side views just on the other side of town, we can catch a cab? Do you like French food?" I slowly began to walk towards the cab ring, "So....what got you into working at the carnival, sounds okay for a holiday job." I put my cold hand sinto my pockets, no need to unnerve the girl you were trying to be nice to. I smiled to myself, "You know its funny how quickly things in life can change, and now I realize I have been running (c)

21:51:59 [Dean_Walt] (c) with the wrong crowd for a long time." I sighed and looked back to her, "So why did you pick Paris of all places to come to...and meet a jerk like me." I smiled to ehr ocne more. (e)

21:52:07 Aemilius enters this room

21:58:23 Lydia felt his grip was strong. Too strong for anyone she knew. But she said nothing on it. She didnt have to. She knew he was different, if a little crazy. She glanced back at the fading lights of the carnival as they left it, and felt strange walking with him alone under th estreet light. She glanced up at him and offered him a small smile. "I'm from the US..California, actually..but my mama is from Ireland.." She said, explaining her accent. She offered a shrug at his next statement, she didnt know really what he meant by that. "You're not like hte other boys are you, Dean?" She asked, trying his name out. It was different, that was for sure. She took the pamphlet as they stopped int he square, opening the leaflet and looking over the information. She shook her head. "I cant read french.." she said helplessly. She glanced up at him. "I dont know, I've never had it yet..but I suppose we could try.." She stuffed her hands into her pockets and followed him towards the cabs. "Needed the money. Staying here fo

21:58:37 [Lydia] for the summer, and I have to eat.." She gave him a soft smile. "I wanted to see the tower....you just happened to be here." She offered him a smart ass smirk and glanced away, looking at the sites.

22:07:43 [Armas] "So I'll see you later?" He had an accent though it might be hard to place, a blend of things from travelling so often. The base of it was Finnish, though he had picked up a few pieces here and there, a bit of Spanish, a bit of Irish, it came from travelling with those he did. The Cavanaghs were Irshmen, born and bred, the Flores twins were from Spain, Spanish father, English mother. Moving away from the stall, he started walking in the general direction of the other two, keeping himself hidden and well aware of his surroundings. Armas tried to remember back to when he was young, but that was so long ago...oh memories how they come flooding back. He'd paraded through this town with one Miss Antoinette, oh what fun they had together, how sad he had been when her death had come. The upper class now were no fun, not like the lords and ladies of old, they did not know how to have a good time. Everything was martinis and stiff suits and talk, talk talk. There were no balls, god how he missed the balls.

22:08:37 [Dean_Walt] Well I guess it did seem a little strange them walking together alone int he streets, but Dean was training to work with the Police Force, or was. So she was safe, "Ah from Cali, cool I never would have guessed actually..." I then gave a laugh and smiled to myself, "I used to be...not so much anymore no." I then gave a look of surprise, don;t know why really, heaps of tourists can't speak or read it, "Oh that's fine its just a good looking place that serves good french food..." I then nodded, "Cool." I then paused and looked to her, "Where are you staying? I know we just met but if you ever need a place to stay I've bought a great apartment just near the Tower actually, so you can stay if you need to and no I'm not a crazy stalker, I just like helping people, well I used to. When I ask for help no one really does, ironic really." I caught on she was being a smart ass and I just smiled and finally got into the cab, "Take us here please." I handed him the pamphlet and he took off, I had gotten into back (c)

22:11:52 [Dean_Walt] (c) seat and Lydia was free to join me or sit in the front whatever. It was a little time of quiet and then we arrived, I aid the cab and hoped out waiting for Lydia to join me before wlaking over to the resturant, "Hope you're hungry I am." I smiled to her, "But my hunger came from within, it was the headache and dry throat again that caught me and sometimes it was hard to contain because I now knew the taste of blood. We were shown in and given menu's in french, "Ah...need me to read it?" (e)

22:21:48 Lydia picked at the hem of her shirt, feeling more self conscious than she had when they were surrounded by people. She began to overthink things a bit as she usually did, and glanced at him again. "Used to be?" She prompted, feeling for once hungrier than she thought she would be. As he explained the pamphlet, she handed it bak to him, stuffing her hands into her pockets again. "Where Im staying is fine thanks, appreciate the gesture.." She might've been willing to go on a date with the guy, but there was no way she was gonna crash at his place before she really got to know him. That was jumping the gun a bit. As he lead her to the cab, she stamped down her doubts and got in, ducking her head as she slid into the leather seat. She buckled up, glancing up as Dean slid in alongside her, and offered him a small smile. She looked away, brushing a lock of hair away from her eyes, exposing her pale neck as she did. It awsnt a long trip to the restuarant. Not really. She got out of the cab, smoothing down her outfit

22:21:57 [Lydia] as she exited, hearing the cab begin to pull away from the curb, she stepped up onto it. She moved inside, glancing up at the fine architecture. She whistled. "Fancy..its even better than the brochure." She commented lightly. She glanced up at him. "You got my back right? No frogs legs." She wrinkled her nose.

22:34:34 [Dean_Walt] I smiled to her as she asked whether I had her back, "Yeah I got ya back. Though Frogs Legs sorta tastes like chicken...alot stuff here actually tastes like chicken...even snail." I suddenly realized under the light I was quite pale, I found this most distressing mainly due to the waiter asking if I was okay, "I'm fine, I decided to go albino. Working on the blond hair thing." The waiter smiled and walked off and I looked back to Lydia, "As we were saying before, Yeah I used to be...sorry if people stare I know I'm kinda of strange to look at..." I realized that without drinking blood since yesterday I looked quite pale mainly because it wasn't much blood I did drink. God look at what I'm saying, I must be mad, "I don't really know what I am...but we can talk more about that later...its kind fo public here." I could feel myself getting a little bit hungry now, the sound of pulses beating around me and the intakes of breath were enough to drive anyone mad, I even felt myself look to Lydia's throat for a (c)

22:35:56 [Dean_Walt] (c) long moment before blinking and looking to her eyes, "Um...they have this great Pasta we can try if you liek that sort of thing, its on the special list." (e)

22:46:24 Lydia gave him a f unny look, her stomach twisting in knots for all the wrong reasons. She wrinkled her nose. "Eww. Are you sure' this is a date, or gross-lydia-day or something?" She shuddered visably and fixed her eyes forward, so she wouldnt happen to see some frog legs or snail go by. Disgusting. She sat down at the table the server provided and helped herself to a glass of water. She glanced up at him, staring blankly at him as he rambled on about being different. "Yeah, talking to yoursel fin public, and harrassing people is really the best way to get attention, you know. If I were you, i'd cool it.." She felt hungry still, and a little nausious from the mention of exotic foods she really didnt want to think about. Her face was a little pale as well, gaze flickering up as someone came by to inquire about his health. She said nothing, not wanting ot step on toes. "Pasta sounds cool.." She gave him a grateful smile. "what you having?"

22:53:52 [Dean_Walt] I smiled to her as she gave me a funny look and then spoke, I then pause, I didn't realize, she thinks this is a date? I thought I was mkaing up for being a jerk at the carnival so I wanted to buy her dinner to patch up my behaviour. A small smile tugged at the side of my mouth, I actually managed to score a date, gosh I surprise myself sometimes. I smiled to her agian, "Sorry haha, just saying might be worth trying some time." She then spoke on and I could tell she didn't believe a word that came out of my mouth, so now I wondered why the hell she would go on a dater with me, oh right free meal ticket. I sighed and looked to her still with a smiling expression, "Well thanks for the advice...haha...if only you knew." I then nodded to her, "Alright Pasta it is...want anything other then water to drink?" I then listened to her next words and smiled, "I'll have the same..." I was still unsure as to whether I could eat but it was worth a try, as the waiter returned I requested a red wine for myself, "Want (c)

22:54:50 [Dean_Walt] (c) one?" I then told himthe order and off he went after Lydia decided whether she wanted one or not. I rubbed my tempels with my fingers closing my eyes, "Darn this hurts sometimes." (e)

22:56:35 [Armas] Changed from his usual, somewhat eye catching clothing, Armas entered the resteraunt, long dark hair pulled back away from his face and hanging down his back. After a few moments of looking around, he managed to pick out a table where it was possible he might be noticed but without standing out, aside from the fact that he was alone. Though he was looking a little pale, he would not be near an unearthly shade but rather the porcelin gained by one who did not see much sun. Once his waiter approached he spoke in a polite, smooth French, ordering himself a bit of calamari and a bowl of soup. Placing the briefcase that he had picked up along the way, he removed a book and began reading. The Phantom of the Opera, he rather liked this book, did not care quite as much for the musical however. He felt the characters were far too two dimensional in that portrayal, good and evil, no in between, no grey area.
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