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06-17-09
Topic Started: Jun 18 2009, 02:47 PM (81 Views)
Joe

17:26:43 Dior ~The sleep in her eye’s was still very much visible, it was pretty obvious that she’d only gained a few hours rest but that’s all she really needed most of the time. While Blanche was dressing herself Dior went about doing the same thing, although with one small hindrance “Merde!” she all but squealed when the lit cigarette burnt her hand, of course she dropped it and the thing landed on the carpeted floor. Embers scattered everywhere, which she then stood on… and burnt her foot. “Oh, Christ sake… Blanche, I hate your house.” she grumbled while plopping herself down onto the bed. “I swear, if you write about two sisters in a world of vampires… I’m claiming half the credit.” she grinned before picking up the stomped on cigarette and depositing it in the bin “I’ll be back.” her voice was a carbon copy of the terminators… except female and a bit crap. With that said she vanished from the room, leaving Blanche alone for a few minutes as she herself got ready. <c>

17:26:45 Dior ~On return her hair was brushed, face washed and clean clothes on. A pair of black denim jeans stretched the length of long legs and on top she wore a simple button up shirt, crimson in colour and black combat boots to finish the combo off. A complete contrast to her usual attire. “Right… you ready?” she purred while tossing a white leather bag across her shoulder.<f>~

17:41:59 Scott_Masterson continued smoking slowly as his eyes remained on the man in an unblinking stare, still trying to determine if there was a threat here or not. When he spoke, the picture became a little clearer. This was someone from Joe's human life, though he was still relatively certain it was not a hunter. Still...the man knew about vampires, to the point that he had had determined Scott's race with a short glance...and that was not a good sign. It seemed to safe to presume the man had an association with guild at least. He listened quietly as more words were spoken, more secrets revealed. He knew Chanel. That was lucky. He had almost decided to kill the man before that name passed his lips--and now that it had it was obvious that he couldn't. He had already been beyond-lucky with Chanel's forgiveness and wasn't about to test his luck a second time. He stayed silent as Joe spoke, sensing the obvious disappointment in the man's voice.

17:42:02 Scott_Masterson He could only guess that this man had had 'feelings' for the human Joe. Any man would have, really. And it was obvious that the discovery of her current state was less-than-thrilling for the 'tourist'. He returned to his cigarette quietly, intentionally hiding the smile that wanted to form as he felt somewhat like the 'other man' in a failed relationship...only to avoid twisting the knife that the man seemed to perceive being lodged in his heart. His final statement caused a chuckle that Scott barely managed to contain. Jump off the tower? A little dramatic, though given Joe's looks he could understand the slight rejection causing mild thoughts of suicide. He watched the man exit the alley and disappear from sight. " Interesting fellow." he spoke calmly to Joe, looking to his leg as another small crack was emitted with the healing process.

17:42:09 [Scott_Masterson] <E>

17:43:16 Blanche hadn't been paying much attention to anything just yet. Taking a slow drag from the cigarette, and exhaling she was caught very much offguard by Adeleine's huge outburst of, " Merde! " Nearly dropping her own cigarette and burning HERself. " Jesus fucking christ Adeleine! " Blanche screamed. " Oh, Christ... Blanche, I hate your house. " A reaction that could only be given if she was jabbed right in the gut was prtrayed immediately. Did she take it straight to heart? " Why is that. . .? " She asked. Biting her lip, and regaining her composure. It was hard not to chuckle at her sisters next comment, " Haha. That may just end up being the case. " Blanche spoke through a smirk, and facade of smoke. Just as Adeleine escaped the room and left her. Moving her her vanity, she applied a light amount of makeup, and fetched her own black leather purse, slinging it over her shoulder. " Ready. So. You never told me where we were heading off to, Adeleine. " Blanche~

17:44:52 Blanche ~pointed out. Moving to follow her sibling out the door, a rather peculiar expression, and a cigarette held loosely between two dainty digits. She was curious. What with the situation they were throwing themselves into. They could be going anywhere in Paris! Especially with Adeleine. You never could tell with that one. Blanche observed her attire, and tipped her gaze some. It was rather different, which means. She was going to be trying to get into somewhere. Hm. Either that or she's just been effected by the darker culture already.

18:04:33 [Charlie] Ignoring Scott for the moment, he focused only on Joe, his hopes returning after having been dashed so. "Didn't mean to surprise, sorry." He said in a flat tone as he started turning. At least she still remembered him, to a point. But he was stopped dead in his tracks when she appeared in front of him, wide blue eyes looking her over, trailing down one of her arms to his shoulder. His mind was a blank, unable to fully comprehend what was going on. He'd already given up on any hope of saving or having any sort of normalcy and to see her standing there...was she just dangling it in front of his face or did she really want to help? Wrapping his arms around her and burying his head on her shoulder, his breath began to become shallow, shaky. "I can't hate you, could never hate you. But...you...I thought you'd forgotten me." A lump started forming in his throat that he forced down. "Thought...thought I was going to be stuck like this...no friends...no allies..." Though it probably felt only like a childs touch to

18:04:49 [Charlie] her but he was holding her as tightly as he possibly could, not wanting to let her go. She hadn't forgotten, she was still a friend, the only friend in an unfriendly world. "I'm sorry I doubted you." He could feel tears forming but he kept his head down, hiding them from view, ashamed to show such emotion in front of one of those who had attacked that night.

18:04:51 Dior ~”Not telling you. If I do, you’ll try drive my car.” she commented with a shrug. Without another word she headed for the front door, Blanche would follow… or be left behind, but she very much doubted the second would happen. She left the door open so her sister could follow and carried on out to the street. Already the night time ‘posse’ of Paris were out, groups of people wandered aimlessly through the streets either between clubs or on their way to one. Dior paused, waiting for her sister to appear before speaking “We could walk… or drive, depending on how much you plan on drinking tonight.” there was a point. Blanche liked her alcohol and tonight it seemed like Dior wanted the option of being able to drink as well. So they could walk or waste money on a cab, either was fine… but the night was pleasant, warm even. <f> (Shit post due to... shit brain function.)

18:14:46 [`Joe] She hadnt wanted to hurt him. To want him to think she had abandoned him with Chanel and delved into this new life, completely forgetting him. She hadnt. Sure, she had forgotten for a little while, but with all the changes, she was bound to forget one thing or another. Her head turned to Scott then, watching him for a moment before turning back to Charlie. "There's no need to be sorry." she found herself saying. And it was the truth. If anyone here had a reason to be sorry, it was her. Releasing him, she took a step back, her form fading for a moment with the vampiric speed that she hadnt even noticed before forming once more. "Chanel has abandoned you then?" But she hadnt released him from that thrall she had over him. That was evident. She wondered why. She wondered why the woman had even wanted the human. What purpose did Charlie serve to the elder vampire? She made a vow to find this out and work on his release. Or change. Another step was taken towards Scott, ---

18:14:49 [`Joe] a nod ensueing after his words. "We were going to.... head back to the apartment. . ." she began, looking back at Scott for a moment to see if he had objections to her inviting the man with them. If he didnt, she'd turn back to Charlie. "You can join us for a bit?" She moved all the way to Scott then, crouching down to check the progress of his injuries. "We won't be leaving until he's completely healed though." (Sorry for shortness.... trying to get kids to bed.)

18:14:59 Blanche " . . . Why do you say that? " Blanche asked. Would she if she truly knew? It was somthing to think about. Shuffling out the door, she turned to lock it, before stepping down the few steps and stopping nearest Adeleine, " I plan on drinking. My brain hurts from this creative block. I suppose we can walk to wherever we're going, and i'll put the money out for the cab ride home. " Blanche said. Awaiting for her sister to begin leading her, to. Well, wherever they were going. { Shit post aswell. Sorry. Dior, as I said in IM's when your brain feels up and running to post, go ahead. Take your time. <3 }

18:27:39 Scott_Masterson flicked the cigarrete to the opposite side of the alley and watched it hit the wall, sending a small shower of brilliantly glowing sparks in a dozen different directions before it landed on the ground. It was a sight he had come to look forward to, as silly as that may have seemed. To vampiric eyes, it seemed just as beautiful as fireworks had when he was alive, and he had once spent hours chainsmoking just to study it. He was already becoming bored with the alley, mainly beause of the smell of blood that covered him presently, as well as the interlocking brick beneath him, though the slight annoyance was easily forgotten with the lingering euphoria of Joe's blood in his veins, as well as her presence. She replied to the man and he leaned his head back against the wall, studying that face which still managed to surprise him with it's perfection each time he looked, despite having known her for over a week now. He considered her words, and simultaneously <

18:27:42 Scott_Masterson studied the man again as yet another 'pop' sounded from one of his left hand's fingers. He took advantage of not being watched at the moment to smile when the man hugged Joe, seeming more like some heartbroken teenaged boyfriend more and more by the minute. In life, he would truly empathised with the man. Somewhere in the last 11 months however, that particular sense of empathy had dissolved considerably, though his expression feigned it well when Joe looked back to him. " No problem." he spoke plainly, almost positive that this would upset his plans for a callgirl but deciding if it was important enough to Joe it was worth the slight annoyance. She approached as she spoke, and he was prompted to test each of his ankles to see if walking was a possibility. The left one seemed fine, and the right only gave a sharp pain akin to a sprain <

18:27:48 Scott_Masterson upon being tested. He slowly stood, momentarily worried that the bones would snap again with the weight until a few practice steps were taken and they did not--though he did have to favor the left leg, giving him an unusual limp as he walked. He picked up the parachute and tried to wipe the blood from his face, just enough to pass in public without looking horrific enough to draw attention. Afterwards he stuffed it in a garbage pail along with the backpack. " Ready when you are." he spoke as he lit another cigarette, his left hand kept tightly against his chest and obviously still broken in a few spots.

18:37:35 [Charlie] There was reason for him to be sorry, but he would not be telling her, not if he could help it. He wouldn't say just how long he had been following the two of them, watching from afar. Charlie remained silent for a few moments on the asking about Chanel. "I have not heard from her since I approached about letting you out for a walk. Doubt she's interested in a human pet really, it's like a kid with a hamster, love them for a while and then leave them for the parents to feed and play with." That bitter tone had gone back into his voice again though it only remained for a few moments and was soon replaced with a kind of resignation. "Figure unless she wants something or wants to hold something back, there is no reason for her to ask or order anything." His eyes followed her as she moved back over to Scott, gears ticking as he tried to figure wether he should go or not. He really did not want to intrude but if he were to leave now it may be a long time before he managed to catch up with them again. "I'll come--

18:38:20 [Charlie] for a little while, but I don't think I'll stay for too long." But, if he could manage to make his way into Scotts favor as well, he could possibly have two allies on his side that could help him in his cause. Looking the other man over, he was amazed just how short of a time it had taken for him to recover from such a severe wound. Truly amazing creatures, these vampires were.

18:53:04 [`Joe] She felt torn. She didnt know why. She just simply did. Torn between the two men with her. Torn between ideas and thoughts that passed through her mind. Just torn. Looking to Scott as that pop echoed from his hand, she wondered just how many bones in his body he had actually broken. She knew thought that that was an answer she'd never recieving. Doubted that he even knew. She'd never take risks like that again. Incase something worse were to happen. Nodding to the both of them, she moved to Scott's side as he stood and took his hand, entertwining her fingers with his. A reassuring squeeze was given, though she wasnt sure why she felt compelled to do such a thing. "We'll eat as soon as he leaves." she promised in a inaduabile whisper to Scott, her lips hardly even moving. Placing a smile upon her lips, she turned back to Charlie and smiled. "We should take a cab." She smiled and nodded before leading them to a curb and raising her hand. Not two seconds had her hand gone up, ----

18:53:08 [`Joe] had one of those cars pulled up to the car and waited. She'd let Scott slid in frist before climbing in beside him, leaving Charlie to sit on her other side. She gave the driver the address the moment Charlie had climbed in and they were on thier way in seconds. "This is Scott." she said as an afterthought, realizing Charlie may have not known his name. "And this is Charlie." she said, looking between the two on them for a moment before staring straight ahead.

19:00:46 Scott_Masterson took a few more practice steps, almost wanting to stomp once or twice just to ensure neither ankle was going to re-break as he walked, though that was obviously a poor idea. He smoked the cigarette slowly with his good hand, and then went about buttoning up his suit jacket to hide the bloodstains as well as he could before he followed. Each time the right foot landed, a shock of pain spiked up his leg...but the idea of a hot bath back at the apartment was woth the discomfort of getting there. Also, despite Joe's 'donation', it was definitely necessary to feed again before the night was through--and bathing and healing simultaneously would save time. The more he thought about, the more he began to think this man's presence was a good thing. He might learn a little more about what Joe's human life had been, and/or get a chance to hunt by himself while the two chatted.

19:00:49 Scott_Masterson Not that he disliked hunting with Joe...the opposite was true...but after a year of it being a solitary activity, followed by the sudden appearance of Joe into his life, he had begun to miss the 'charm' of stalking streets by himself. He nodded in response to Joe and accepted the hand she extended, following silently out of the alley and giving a dismissive wave of his hand when she mentioned eating, responding only " No need to rush. I'm gonna sit in the bathtub for an hour before anything else." He offered one of his characteristic smiles and denied the urge to kiss her for the obvious reasons, slipping awkwardly into the cab's back seat when it stopped. He leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes as Joe's voice gave the driver the address and then made an introduction. " 'Sup Charlie." He spoke calmly, not opening his eyes.

19:14:07 [Charlie] His left hand was shoved into his pocket as he walked, his other one holding the camera up, clicking pictures as he went so that he could allow the two some private time. He felt guilty intruding on their time but if Scott was going to head into the tub for a while it would give them a chance to talk. Now that things were squared away between them he wanted to know all about what she had gone through, how she had been. Charlie was glad to see Joe a free woman, he'd hated seeing her locked away as she had been and perhaps that was part of the reason that he had followed them for so long, a mixture of happiness for her, and envy that she was gaining a new life while he was stuck in this limbo. Sliding into the cab alongside them, he broke a smile as he leaned over to shake Scotts hand to see that the others eyes were closed. Sitting back into the seat, he brought his legs back to lock the ankles together. "Not too much, wandering the city mostly, not much else to do really. Can't leave. Been to the Lourve

19:14:28 [Charlie] though, pretty cool place, think I'll be heading back there again tomorrow, had a wing I didn't get to see yet." He tilted his head back, resting it on the back of the seat with his eyes closed as well, going over the past few days in his head as he tried to absorb all that had happened. "How'd you get so banged up anyways?"

19:25:54 [`Joe] Her eyes shifted from one to the other, her mind wandering about each in turn. On one side, she had Charlie. A friend. Someone her heart had gone out to. Someone her heart had broke about the moment he was pushed into Chanel's thrall. She wanted to save him still. To take him from the female vampire. But they had escaped so much that she didnt want to risk the womans wrath. She was a new vampire and stealing an elders pet was punishable by death, she believed. On her other side, there was Scott. Someone she had gone through so much with. The hate. The anger. The change. The hate had completely vanished, replaced by something she couldnt name. A connection she'd never had with anyone. And there she sat. In the middle of them both, unsure of what to do or say. Nodding her head to Scott, she turned and smiled to Charlie. She was glad that he was taking his free time and seeing the sights of Paris. Doing something other then beating himself up. Her hand moved and laid against his, ---

19:25:58 [`Joe] squeezing for a moment before she released him and let it rest in her lap. The ride, other then the chit chat between Scott and Charlie, remained silent. Even the cabbie, a french speaking man, seemed to feel the slight tension in the little vehicle. At Charlie's question, she spoke up before Scott had a chance. "I'll explain once we get to the apartment. Something not approipriate to discuss in present company." Her eyes trailed to the cab driver for a moment before returning to the man. She watched him for a moment before turning her gaze to Scott as he laid there with his eyes closed. Lifting her left hand, she placed it on his thigh, resting it there, slipping back into that silence she'd been in before and counting the blocks until they reached the apartment.

19:35:16 Scott_Masterson 's only movement was the slight back-and-forth shaking of his head as the cab drove, that left hand of his held up rather than resting on his knee to avoid the constant movements. He ahd to assume the question was directed at him, and he responded again without opening his eyes, not as some form of disrespect to 'Charlie' but rather an attempt at escaping the annoyance of his injuries by shutting everything out, a tactic that he foudn worked to some degree. He opened his mouth to respond--without even considering the cabbie's presence--and stopped when Joe answered for him, deciding she was right. He smiled only slightly again at his idiotic mistake, though it faded as the cab hit a bump and his injured hand jerked slightly, causing him to open his eyes just long enough to give a 'fuck you' look to the back of the driver's head. Once they arrived, he stepped outside just as awkwardly <

19:35:19 Scott_Masterson as he had entered the car, more than a little relieved at the sight of the apartment. He tried lazily to finger-comb his incredibly messy hair and tuck the bloodiest bits behind his ear as they approached the entrance, and tried his best to hide the limp on the way to the elevator only in case they happened to run across Chanel. He doubted nighttime base jumping from the Eiffel tower was entirely acceptable behavior in the elder's eyes, given the attention it could have potentially garnered if one of them had become splattered on the populated streets below. Unless spoken to, he was silent the entire way to the apartment, and then wasted no time in gathering up a fresh suit and heading into the bathroom. His reflection surpassed even what he expected <

19:35:25 Scott_Masterson , resembling more a zombie from some movie than the vampire he was. He began drawing a bath and undressing, and moments later was slipping into the too-hot water with a sigh, and listening to everything occuring outside the door as he lit yet another cigarette.

19:55:37 [Charlie] As they moved into the apartment, Charlie took a few moments to familarize himself with the place, looking it over from top to bottom and making note of the location of the restroom, bedrooms, and kitchen. "Sorry to impose on you two, but it gets awful lonely in the city. All those strange faces and not a one of them to talk to, ya know? She said she was gonna teach me French but nope, nothing so far. Guess I shouldn't complain though, there are so many people who have it worse out there." He leaned back against the wall and pulled his hat off of his head, rubbing a hand through the hair. While he would not think anything if Joe and Scott would happen to be a thing, he gave no thought as to what feelings she may have for him, he'd already braced for the worst and found it to not be so bad as he'd expected, but he still refused to get his hopes up for anything to happen between the two of them. He'd had his chance and though it had only been a night in a bistro and a piece of pie, he was happy with that if-

19:55:55 [Charlie] that was all he was to get. "So, how'd he get all banged up like that? He get hit by a car or something?" Charlie glanced toward the bathroom and shook his head. "Nevermind that. How is it, being one of them?" He tilted his head to the side and put the hat back up onto his head, cocking it to the side ever so slightly while humming an old Sinatra song to himself.

20:09:10 [`Joe] The rest of the ride remained silent and she soon found herself slipping out behind Charlie after she'd tossed some money to the cabbie. Following behind, she kept her eyes shifting from one man to the other before they all crowded into the elevator. Again the ride was relitively silent and before she knew it they were walking into the apartment. With Scott heading off to the bathroom, she turned and smiled to Charlie, nodding her head here and there as he spoke. "I promise I'll find a way to free you from her. Even if I have to cross her again." She wasnt one to make a promise she couldnt keep. And this one she would. Moving to the kitchen, she motioned towards the fridge and smiled. "I have some pie left over, if you want some." she mentioned, leaning against the counter. She'd wait and listen as he asked his questions, holding off her answers for a moment. "That, was a failed attempt at base jumping from the tower." she explained anyways after he'd dismissed the question. ----

20:09:14 [`Joe] Without waiting for his answer, she went and began to fix him the pie anyways. Popping it into the microwave and pushing the timer. Thirty or so seconds later and she was pulling the dessert out once more and topping it with a dallope of whipped cream before handing it towards him with a fork. "I know how much you liked this stuff." She wasnt intentionally avoid his last question, just figuring out how to put it. Leaning against the counter again, she smiled and shrugged. "It's amazing. Like nothing I've ever felt. Everything is amplified by so much that its almost distracting. I wish you could understand exactly what I mean." Maybe that was her answer. Maybe to free him, he'd have to become one of them. But it was something she wasnt sure how to do, or even sure if she had the strength to preform the act if she did. She decided then, that she would find a way. Soon.

20:19:27 [Charlie] Waiting until after she had finished explaining, he looked down at his pie, thinking of how he would speak or what he would say. Taking a bite, he closed his eyes with a grin. "Good as ever, I swear, it's enough to keep a person coming back for years." He chuckled lightly before growing serious once more. "I appreciate you doing this for me, really. If there is anything I can do for you, anything, do not hesitate to let me know." He said this with a sort of intensity that he'd not shown in a long time, his eyes remained trained on hers and he did not blink as he spoke. Charlie didn't bother with commenting on the base jumping, but instead focused on taking another bite of that pie. "If I do get out of this, or when, I think I might stay in Paris a little while longer, finish out my vacation properly." Taking another bite of pie, he grinned at her description of how it was. "So it kind of gives you a bit of perspective huh? That they're not all a bunch of monsters, or well, you're not all a bunch of monsters."

20:19:43 [Charlie] No matter what he might say, he understood the night that the fledgling had been arguing for Joe that while there were some who were absolute fiends, there were others that weren't entirely evil. It wasn't long, however, until the day began to catch up with him. He'd only meant to take a moment to put his head down but before he knew it he'd fallen asleep with his head rested next to his half-eaten pie.

20:36:44 [`Joe] She didnt have a chance to respond to anything he'd said as he fell asleep. She found herself standing there staring at him for the longest time. She didnt know why, she just did. After a long moment, she moved and grabbed the dish, setting it into the sink before, with her new found strength, she slipped her arms under his legs and back and lifted him from the couch. It was then she wondered if she could move that same speed with the extra package and gave it a try. Within seconds she'd moved from the living room to the spare bedroom and gentally laid the man onto the plush mattress. After she'd covered him up and shut the door, she leaned against it for a moment and reflected, finding that she did that alot since everything had changed. Sighing, she pushed away from the door and wandered aimlessly around the apartment for a while. She found herself shortly standing on the balcony, peering over the city, wind whipping through her hair. It was such a beautiful night and such a shame to waste the ----

20:36:48 [`Joe] remainder of it inside, but she didnt wnat anything else to happen like it had. Pushing away from the rail, she wandered back into the apartment and went and searched out Scott. Knocking on the bathroom door, she didnt wait for answer before pushing the door open and stepping inside.

20:59:13 Scott_Masterson layed in the bathtub, which thankfully was large enough to do so comfortably, his hair shamppoed and re-shampooed and currently stuck up in a makeshift mohawk as he stayed motionless, eyes closed and listening for more conversation from outside the washroom. The lack of it had only momentarily confused him before the singular heartbeat had slowed, indicating Charlie was sleeping--or being fed on, though he knew that was not the case. The water in the tub had been dyed a light reddish color with all the blood washed from himself, traces of it still lingering on the white bar of soap set on the edge of the bathtub. He slowly closed and then opened his left hand repeatedly, each finger now bending just as it should and all traces of pain gone entirely from it, as well as his leg and ankles. Despite the process having taken far longer than it would have for many vampires--even non-ancient ones, he still had to be impressed <

20:59:17 Scott_Masterson with this body's ability to heal itself. He had to wonder what other sorts of trauma he could survive, and just how long more severe injuries might take to heal. He had just begun to debate lighting what would have been the third cigarette since entering the washroom, when those light footsteps approached on the other side of the door and opened it without hesitation. He smiled slightly at her comfort with doing so, and for some reason had expected to hear a light knock and then her muffled voice speaking through the door. He opened his eyes slowly and moved his head only slightly to look over her, giving a slight grin that said his injuries were all but forgotten. The smile faded soon thereafter, and he spoke calmly, though in a tone more serious than usual...

20:59:23 Scott_Masterson <B>" You...weren't serious about crossing Chanel, right? I mean, that *was* just to comfort the guy, right? We've been lucky enough as it is, Joe...and though I'm sure he's a great friend and all, do you really want to risk your existence for him? I It doesn't seem like you knew eachother *that* long, and you're going to go against an elder?"</> He reached for the pack of smokes sitting on the edge of the tub and lit one, eyes not leaving her.

21:12:48 [`Joe] The sight of all the red in the tub, even though it wasnt really all that much, had her cringing for a moment before she pushed a breath between her lips and moved further into the room. Moving to perch on the edge of the tub, she stared at the wall across from her for a long moment before shrugging. "I don't think I actually would. But I had to tell him something. It'd wrong what she'd doing to him, you and I both know this. But the most I could even think about doing is talking to her. Seeing if she'd release him." Another shrug ensued before she turned her head and looked at him for a moment before grinning. "Nice." she said, motioning towards the makeshift mohawk he sported. Shaking her head, she turned her head to look back at the wall, feeling as if she was invading some sort of privacy he was entittled to. "I put him in the other room." she relayed, though she was pretty sure he knew that already, being able to hear every shound she had made outside the room. ---

21:12:52 [`Joe] "It felt wrong making him leave with no place to go. And this is technically Chanel's place, so I'm sure she'd welcome him here." She shrugged then again before standing from the tub and walking to the mirror. Reaching out, she grabbed the brush, astonished at how ruffed her hair actually was, and began pulling it through the tangled knots. "I was thinking, once your finished, we could get that call girl. Unless you'd rather hunt alone tonight." If that was the case, she'd go out on her own too, not wanting to over crowd him with her presence.

21:32:22 Scott_Masterson exhaled a slow stream of bluish smoke towards the wall rather than her, surprised again when she sat on the edge of the tub. He wasn't quite sure why some part of him expected her to be bashful around his naked self...after all, they had slept in the same bed and she had undoubtedly seen more than a few naked men in her lifetime, though the way she kept her gaze on the wall rather than looking at him as she spoke partially supported the idea. He was surprised at her intial response, having fully expected that she would need plenty of coercing to abandon her plan to go against Chanel's wishes. That was good news. He doubted it would take the ancient much more to decide neither of them were necessary, and he certainly was not going to risk that for some human, friendly or not. He gave a toothy grin when she commented on his hair--something he had forgotten doing and

21:32:25 Scott_Masterson remembered instantly upon hearing the comment. " Well, talking to her can't hurt I guess. But...you should be prepared for the possibility that she won't. I doubt a lot of humans who know about us are just set free, ya know?" She looked back to the wall and he took full advantage to glare at her body without fear of seeming 'creepy', eyes trailing along those thighs and back before heading upwards to study the shape of a perfectly proprotioned breast peeking out from between her body and arm. Definitely easy to understand what he presumed was an infatuation for her in Charlie. If the man had been a vampire, he would have undoubtedly been mad with jealousy. " That's fine. Why's she keeping him anyway? I never *really* found out why she was keeping you..." There were only a few distinct possibilities; she made a habit of keeping humans on hand for easy feeding, or she found those she liked and intended on changin them herself--

21:32:34 Scott_Masterson or, she intended on killing the man--perhaps because of his knowledge about a certain hidden society. He watched her stand up, again studying her form when she spoke and went to work brushing her hair. " Hm. I'm thinking we should skip the whore, or else loverboy might wake up and see just how monster-like you can be." He smiled faintly to her reflection in the mirror before continuing..." No, I say we hunt together. This night has been too classic to spend..." glanced at the clock on the bathroom wall... " 6 hours just sitting around the apartment." He ran a hand through his hair, evening out the mohawk and smoking with the other hand, curious to what her response might be.

22:00:06 [`Joe] Her eyes, for a long moment, held onto her own reflection, still surprised at how different, yet the same she appeared to be. Those bright blue eyes seemed to glisten with a new glow she didnt recongise. Her skin, once a beautiful, even ivory, appeared to be marble. Rock hard. Yet as she lifted her hand to touch it, it felt soft. Smoother then she'd ever felt in a long time. Her hair, the un-natural color, seemed more vibrant then it had ever been and had her wondering if it would be that color for the rest of her existance. Not that she minded it. She'd been the red-head for so long, that she wasnt even sure what her natural hair color had been. Flicking her eyes to his in the mirror, she nodded. "I'm fully prepared for that." And she would be. There wasnt much she could do if the elder told her no, slight of turning Charlie on her own. And she still wasnt sure how that process worked. Or if she wanted to really risk something so deadly. At his question, she shrugged her shoulders, ---

22:00:11 [`Joe] turned and leaned back against the sink. "I'm not sure. I think it's just the novelty of having a human around. The ease of feeding, though she never fed from save for the first time." Shrugging, she rested her hands against the basin of the sink, and watched him for a moment. The possibilty of Charlie waking and seeing her feed was all it took to have her agreeing to go out once more and hunt with him. Not that she really needed all that prodding to do so. She couldnt explain it. That feeling she got when they were apart. It felt like there was a piece missing from here. Made her feel incomplete. She blamed it on the sire/fledgling bond they held. She let her eyes wander down his form for a moment before moving back up to his face with a grin. "Yea. Lets do that."

22:12:26 Scott_Masterson took another slow drag on the cigarette, dipped it into the reddish water to extinguish it, and dropped it just outside of the tub, cracking his knuckles afterwards just to re-affirm that his left hand was now fine before looking back to her. There was an undeniable urge to grab her and pull her into the tub with him, just to feel that perfect skin against his own and satisfy the primal urges that demanded to be indulged looking over that body of hers. He had not had sex in months, though he was fully aware that it was very possible as a vampire, and even enhanced greatly from the human equivalent. Still, some part of him didn't want to 'cheapen' their relationship just yet with such a human form of passion. The connection they had now was far beyond any human relationship, and the fear that it might become just that if certain desires were indulged was undeniable. But he knew it was just a matter of time. He went to work rinsing his hair with the hanging shower nozzle,

22:12:29 Scott_Masterson and couldn't help but wish the reddish water was actually pure blood. Some day he would try that, he was certain. It might take three people to fill the tub...but it would be worth it. He listened to her reply as he squeezed soapy water from handfuls of his hair, enough of the used shampoo already floating around him that she wouldn't have seen anything if she had been looking, though he found her hesitance endearing. When she turned and spoke, he did catch those vibrant blue eyes of hers wandering over his form, and smiled slightly before responding... " Good. I have an apetite and so do you." He only realized after the words were spoken that he had sensed the hunger in her rather than identifying it visually, and again found himself intrigued by the <

22:12:36 Scott_Masterson connection they shared, the closest thing to telepathy he suspected he would ever experience. " When I fed from you earlier...it was incredible. More satisfying than any human could ever be. I think you should try it sometime. You'll be surprised." He had no idea what the 'rules' about feeding on their own kind were, but simply didn't care. It had been beyond euphoric and he couldn't imagine a downside that justified making it 'illegal'. He ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back slightly as he sat forward, preparing to leave the tub. "Towel?" He took advantage of the moment waiting for a response to just stare, as had become habit.

22:27:37 [`Joe] He had an incredible body, even if most of it was clouded by the red tinged and saopy water. It amazed her that she had been brave enough to even look. But all in all, she liked what she did get to see. She wasnt sure of the protocol when it came to sex between vampires, but she was sure it was still possible, seeing as just seeing him sitting there had stirred something in her that she hadnt felt in a very long time. Pushing those thoughts away, she smiled and nodded. "I'm starving." She was surprised that she was as hungry as she was. But it wasnt too shocking. He had taken alot in his short feed from her and that had left her slightly drained. And since it'd been a couple hours since the experience, she felt rather famished. At his request for the towel, she nodded again, holding off on responding with anything else. Crouching down, she retreived one of the over plush towels from the lower cabnet before standing and walking it to him, holding it out to him. ----

22:27:40 [`Joe] "Maybe when your full I'll try it. Or have something on hand to replinish you." She was a practical thinker, and knowing what it felt like, she didnt want him to go unfull for too long. The blood was, she knew, what kept them moving. Animated them. Holding the towel to him, her eyes held his, waiting for him to stand and take it.
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