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Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 22:55:12 GMT -5
"You know I never get the girls, tragic or otherwise. And no, nothing like Egypt. This girl...this woman is different. She's charming and smart. She's gorgeous and she smells amazing. She's in the business too. But most amazing of all, she likes me, the real me. She doesn't ask me to wear gloves to shake her hand, she even took mine in hers without wincing. And she doesn't mind being seen with me in public. She's definately one of a kind."
*sighs satisfied with his appearance finally*
"So yes, I am going out tonight. And I'm going to have a good time."
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Post by War on Nov 18, 2006 23:21:50 GMT -5
"You're so emo."
"Oh no... I'm a nearly omnipotent being, worshiped in numerous cultures and able to snuff out the life of any creature on the planet with a single word." *Shakes his head as he lights another smoke*
"Well even if you mess it up you'll see her at least once more."
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Post by War on Nov 18, 2006 23:36:59 GMT -5
((Out for a few hours)) *Gets up, twitches like he's going to punch Death*
"Two for flinching." *Hits Death in the arm twice* "You look ridiculous in that thing."
*Grabs his beers and leaves*
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Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 23:39:57 GMT -5
*shouts out after War*
"Dude that isn't cool. And just so you know, sometimes it's a touch, not a word."
Jerk.
*exits*
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Post by Indiana on Nov 19, 2006 14:17:36 GMT -5
((I will not have a Discworld moment. I will not have a Discworld moment. I will not have a Discworld moment.))
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Post by Satan on Nov 20, 2006 18:01:41 GMT -5
*Satan checks in under the name Lucy Morningstar. She casually observes the altercation between two of her employees.
Well, it's nice that Death finally got a date. Personally, I prefer bad boys.*
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Nov 21, 2006 14:35:04 GMT -5
*Sarah returned to room 210 morose and down heartened. She opened the mini-bar and went to town. Although she had finally adjusted to a liquid diet, alcohol was not commonly on the menu. Since she hadn't eaten in a while the effect was even worse and soon she was in the bathroom vomiting it back up. When she was done she threw herself on the bed.*
How does this happen? How can I go from being a completely desirable countess to someone that can't even get someone to finish a complete conversation with me? How is that fair?
*her thoughts drifted to Magenta*
Well, one conversation. She was nice. I hope I can see her again. Maybe I should go look for her. Yes, that's what I'll do.
*tries to stand up, but falls back completely off-balance*
Maybe tomorrow. Yes I'll try to find her tomorrow.
*Sarah crawls into her newly-arrived coffin to sleep it off.*
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Post by James Bond on Nov 22, 2006 19:29:39 GMT -5
*Walks Sarah into the Lobby*
"This does seem a nice place. Perhaps I'll end up making my stay here."
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Nov 22, 2006 20:00:30 GMT -5
((Sorry about the misunderstanding. I was simply fixated on the Dracula as the Big Bad plot.))
"So far I've been quite happy with it. And as far as I've found so far it's one of the more popular hotels in towns, so maybe they are doing something correctly."
*looks at him bashfully*
"We'll here we are."
*looks about lobby and gestures towards the stairs* "I'm in 210. In case you needed to reach me for some reason. I hope you enjoy your stay. It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bond. Perhaps we will cross paths again during your stay."
*smiles a bit sadly and starts towards the stairs*
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Post by James Bond on Nov 22, 2006 20:02:48 GMT -5
"What a coincidence."
*Takes out his room key: room 211*
"Are you sure you want to call it a night?"
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Nov 22, 2006 20:04:12 GMT -5
*turns back with a innocent smile*
"Sir, what did you have in mind?"
*looks a bit confused*
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Post by James Bond on Nov 22, 2006 20:07:01 GMT -5
*Bond walked over to Sarah, and very gently kissed her. He turned and walked to the elevator.*
"Goodnight, Sarah. If you need me, you know where I am."
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Post by Sarah von Krolock on Nov 22, 2006 20:09:58 GMT -5
"Oh. Well then good night. I hope that it is a pleasurable one."
What an odd man. I hope that I did not put him off his appetite. He did change his mind so suddenly. Hmm. Thinking of it, I am a bit peckish myself.
*wanders out into the night to find some sustenance*
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Post by James Bond on Nov 22, 2006 21:12:37 GMT -5
*Goes into his room, changes out of his clothes, and gets into the shower*
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Post by James Bond on Nov 26, 2006 9:32:53 GMT -5
*After a respectful amount of time...*
*Bond knocks on Sarah's door*
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