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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 27, 2008 22:34:54 GMT -5
*Mira stood in a corner of the club, trying to work up the courage to do this. Victor was going to die because of her unless she got him the money he needed, and fast...*
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Post by Daniel on Feb 27, 2008 22:42:30 GMT -5
*Daniel sat rather lazily in his chair, only half-paying attention to the dancers. After having discovered this place, it had become his regular haunt, and he was here now to take a break from his companions. They made for very enjoyable company, but they could also be extremely distracting. Once in a while, he liked to be alone with his thoughts*
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 18:44:53 GMT -5
*She spotted Daniel, and turned away*
No, not him...I haven't sunk that low...
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 18:55:58 GMT -5
*A sense of something familiar found it's way into the air, and his eyes scanned the crowd for a moment before briefly catching a glimpse of her. His surprise at seeing her here was evident on his face, if anyone had bothered to glance at him.
He leaned back in his chair, making no pretense whatsoever at hiding that he was watching her.*
How curious.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 18:58:51 GMT -5
*He had the money from his book, she knew that. Most of the other vampires here were, well, tramps. But she knew that he wouldn't settle for what she was offering- blood, nothing else. He would want more.
She turned, torn on whether or not to leave.*
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:04:18 GMT -5
*She radiated indecisiveness...interesting. She certainly was appealing, and was quite tough if she'd managed to escape the Opium den with her life. Not Renn, but variety was the spice of life. That, and Mira did not have some ridiculously over-powerful man in her life to come to her rescue.
In an almost languid manner, he stood and began to casually walk over to her*
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:06:17 GMT -5
*Mira looked down, unable to face him*
"What do you want?" *she whispered*
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:14:01 GMT -5
*He leaned on a nearby table, eying her form appreciatively. She did cut an attractive figure.*
"Why, considering where we are, I'd think you'd know already."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:16:07 GMT -5
*She resisted the suicidal urge to lunge at him with teeth and nails*
"A man- someone is sick. I need money."
*It was a simple statement, but a rather revealing one*
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:20:43 GMT -5
"I see."
*He moved away from the table, stopping when he was standing very close to her*
"And how much are you looking for?"
*From his inflection, he could be talking either about the money or what she was selling*
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:22:04 GMT -5
"((Insert random expensive medicine sum))"
*She bit her lip*
"I'm still human. I have my blood..."
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:25:27 GMT -5
*He reached out and lightly brushed the skin of her arm with his fingertips*
"Only blood, my dear?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:27:11 GMT -5
"It's what keeps you alive. I'd think it would be more important."
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:28:48 GMT -5
"Of course." He said smoothly.
"For me, though, the two acts are very much the same."
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:29:42 GMT -5
"Will you pay me?"
*She did not bother with seduction*
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