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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:19:46 GMT -5
Louis stared at the man for a moment "What do you-" but before he could begin his sentence he groaned. The man before him became distorted, the light's in the room brighter, more vibrant, he moved his hands in front of his face and almost giggled.
"I feel strange."
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 20:20:30 GMT -5
"That's ze understandment oof zey year" The Emcee whispered "Oh tsk, vill you be all vright?"
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:21:07 GMT -5
"I, t-think I need to lay, a-hehe, need to lay down, my head is-" and he proceeded to fall from his chair.
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 20:24:43 GMT -5
Youf asked for eet The Emcee's face grew in suprise "Oh my, sir" he stood up his hands on his face "come come, youf hand too much to drink" he waved down a waiter who came over to him "help me get him to my dressing room" the waiter grinned and pulled him up.
Uck vampire.
He lead him to the dressing room and helped him lay the man on the bed "That vill be all" the waiter nodded with a wink and left them, closing the door tightly behind him.
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:26:44 GMT -5
Louis's eyes rolled in to the back of his head and he looked around the room "Where am I?"
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 20:28:18 GMT -5
"Shh, shh" he sat down next to him and proceeded to remove his shirt "youf drank to much mein liebling, your boody ees not appy vith vat youf are doinks to eet."
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Post by Cal on Apr 14, 2008 20:28:25 GMT -5
((... dude, is he already a vamp?))
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 14, 2008 20:28:52 GMT -5
((Not yet.))
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:29:35 GMT -5
"W-What are you doing, stop that" he tried to fight back, but his head felt far too large for his body, and the spots floating above him seemed to push him down.
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Post by The Emcee on Apr 14, 2008 20:40:41 GMT -5
"Easy now, Hush, love, hush, Don't distress yourself, What's your rush? Keep your thoughts, Nice and lush, Wait."
He pulled Louis shirt from behind him and began to hum as he worked on his pants. He threw his suspenders to the other side of the room and removed his pants like it was second nature, the shoes came with them.
"Hush, love, hush, Think it through. Once it bubbles, then What's to do? Watch it close. Let it brew. Wait.
"Vat a speciman youf are" he whispered as the man below him tried with all of his sobriety to move out from under The Emcee's clutches.
"Slow, love, slow. Time's so fast. Now goes quickly, see, Now it's past! Soon will come, Soon will last. Wait."
He kissed the man softly trailing kissing down his chest, although he knew the other would never admit it, his body responded to them.
**FADE OUT**
((Although the song doesn't fit, but those lines do so I am using it... I also just realized right before I'm about to hit the reply button as to the TERRIBLE irony of using a Sweeny song at this moment is.))
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:49:49 GMT -5
**FADE IN**
Louis opened his eyes, he looked around the room, sitting up he felt very sick, his head felt very very heavy. He must have drank too much last nig- "Oh my god" he whispered as the nights events came whirling back to him. His eyes darted over to a clock, it was still night time, in fact it was still pretty much the same time.
He wrapped his arms around his chest, only to realize he was nude.
And he began to cry.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 14, 2008 20:56:39 GMT -5
*Her bags in hand, Mira started to walk down the hall. Fritzi came up and took her arm*
"You've gotta go, now!"
"Why, what-"
*When Fritzi tried to steer her to the door, she pulled away. Noticing someone glancing at a door, she hurried over and opened it*
"Oh my god..."
*She could do nothing but stand in shock for a moment while what had happened sank in.*
"Oh no- that bastard-"
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 20:58:04 GMT -5
Louis looked up at the woman and cowered in the corner.
He would have at least appreciated it if the man had killed him.
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Post by Mira Von Frankenstein on Apr 14, 2008 21:00:27 GMT -5
*Forcing herself to act, Mira handed him his coat from the floor*
"Come on, I'll help you out, before he gets back..."
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Post by Louis de Pointe du Lac on Apr 14, 2008 21:02:18 GMT -5
Louis wrapped the coat around his shoulders and shakily began gathering his clothes, he didn't say anything to the woman. He was far to ashamed to speak.
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