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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:31:23 GMT -5
*Neither did he, most of the time*
"Yes. You have somewhere we can go?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:32:41 GMT -5
"Your place, I guess."
*She looked back up*
"And I want the money sent to him first. I dont trust that you won't kill me."
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:37:17 GMT -5
*His eyes left her face and trailed down to her neck*
"It's possible I might. But, would be a horrible waste if I did."
*He met her eyes once again*
"Of course, I'll send it where you wish."
*He held his hand out to her*
"Shall we?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:38:13 GMT -5
"Alright."
*She almost choked on the word, but took his hand*
It pays a debt...
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:41:55 GMT -5
*With a nod, he led her out of the club...*
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Feb 28, 2008 19:44:26 GMT -5
((Where to?))
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Post by Daniel on Feb 28, 2008 19:53:07 GMT -5
((Made a thread in Le Rouge) )
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Mar 11, 2008 19:56:36 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
"Come on babe, why don't we paint the town..."
*As Mira sang, her eyes briefly made contact with a man in the back of the room. A close observer would have wondered why his hat was pulled so far down, and an even closer one would have noticed something animalistic about his features. Still, even they wouldn't have guessed the message the song sent, or what plans he had with the singer.
For this was Mira's real reason for rejoining the Klub. The fascist vampires tolerated humans, but those monsters they considered aberrations were hunted down and murdered. So each night after the show, Mira would hide another refugee from a werewolf clan or Moreau's house inside the hidden closet in her dressing room. They were then smuggled away to safety, without falling to the fangs of the vampires. Her songs sent messages to her contact, about when and where to meet her.
With her love gone and her 'art' a joke, the only things left to live for were her monsters.*
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Mar 18, 2008 20:50:34 GMT -5
**LATER**
*After the show, Mira met her contact in her dressing room. Also there was an old man- a werewolf, but clearly unable to harm a fly. Hearing the sound of footsteps in the hall, she hid the poor beast in her closet.*
"Stand aside, human!"
*Mira jumped as two vampires (in full black leather) pushed their way into her room.*
"Get out, both of you!"
*Ignoring her, the taller one kicked down the door to her closet, and dragged out the poor old wolf.*
"No, let him go!"
*She ran at him, but the second vampire held her back*
"Shut up, girl. We're letting you off because you're at least human, but we know you've been smuggling these things to safety! At least twenty of them!"
*She screamed as the other vampire proceeded to beat the werewolf viciously*
"No, stop! Let him alone!"
*The vampire smiled at her.*
"As you wish."
*Stepping away, he pulled out a pistol and fired a silver bullet into the old beast's head. The vampires left her sobbing by the body*
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Post by The Emcee on Mar 18, 2008 20:57:24 GMT -5
The Emcee had just finished performing when he heard a gun shot, it seemed like no one else in the bar did, and if they had, they had ignored it. He hesitated only for a moment and then made his way off to where he had heard it.
He found himself in front of Mira's dressing room "Meera!" He noticed a man laying in the doorway and squeaked "Vat happened?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Mar 18, 2008 21:26:13 GMT -5
*She looked up at him, choking back sobs*
'The vampires...they- they killed him! I was t-trying to get him out, and- and they killed him!"
*She looked away*
"I've been helping these-these types get out, but the vampires realized..."
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Post by The Emcee on Mar 18, 2008 21:28:41 GMT -5
He looked down and back up to her a little confused "Vat is, or ahem, vas he?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Mar 18, 2008 21:29:02 GMT -5
"A werewolf..."
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Post by The Emcee on Mar 18, 2008 21:33:18 GMT -5
"Verevolf!" He looked down at the man then kneeled "Youf been 'elping verevolfs, boot vhy?"
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Mar 18, 2008 21:34:31 GMT -5
"Why?"
*She looked at him sadly*
"Because most of them have never hurt anyone, and they're being murdered. And if I don't do something, who will?"
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