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Post by Graf von Krolock on Mar 24, 2009 11:37:53 GMT -5
Krolock tried not to smirk at Yager's words as he opened the doors and made a sweeping gesturing for the other man to step out first.
He could've told Yager why people go to the Moulin Rouge (not that Krolock went there), but he had a feeling it wouldn't go over the way he'd want it to.
"Well, I know of a restaurant, I think it should do well for our purposes."
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Post by Yager on Mar 24, 2009 11:41:55 GMT -5
"Then I shall have to trust you on that." Yager smiled and stepped outside, shivering in the cold night air the second he realized it was in fact cold.
The vampire hunter's coat had pretty much dissolved after his trip into the sewage system and his other clothes had been in better shape as well.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Mar 24, 2009 11:49:47 GMT -5
Closing the massive doors easily (his vampire strength made it no problem at all) Krolock started to make his casual way down the road to the city, not at all bothered by the air temperature.
"It's not far, in fact. A good walk and we should be there."
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Post by Yager on Mar 24, 2009 11:56:24 GMT -5
"B-b-b-brilliant," Yager managed with a grin in spite of his chattering teeth.
Maybe the walk would warm him a bit. He certainly hoped it would.
"N-ni-nice night, t-tonight... clear s-s-sky." Being cold was not a reason not to have a nice conversation. Yager just hoped the count wouldn't start about how a clear sky could indicate frost. So many people did that. They took something nice and then turned it into something that could well be negative.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Mar 24, 2009 12:28:41 GMT -5
Krolock glanced at Yager, only now realizing that just because he was immune to adverse weather effects didn't mean that his companion was.
"Perhaps we should stop and fetch you a coat first?"
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Post by Yager on Mar 24, 2009 12:34:08 GMT -5
"If it w-w-wouldn't b-be t-too much t-tr-trouble..."
Yager offered the vampire a grin that was clearly meant as an apology. He knew the count must be hungry as well and he was causing a delay on dinner. Even if he was dinner, the vampire hunter still found that to be bad manners.
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Mar 24, 2009 12:56:15 GMT -5
"I should say not. It would do neither of us any good if you froze to death."
Krolock turned right back around and disappeared into the castle, gone for not even a few seconds before returning with a thick wool cloak.
"Here."
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Post by Yager on Mar 24, 2009 13:08:34 GMT -5
"Y-you're r-right... w-wouldn't want you t-to chip a f-fang on m-me," Yager said in a rather playful sort of way.
He accepted the cloak with a smile that was probably a lot warmer than his current body temperature and wrapped the thing around himself.
"Thank you, very kind."
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Post by Graf von Krolock on Mar 24, 2009 13:26:12 GMT -5
"Ha! I think vampire fangs are a bit more resilient than that...and, you're welcome."
That taken care of, Krolock wasted no time in continuing on the way to Paris.
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Post by Yager on Mar 24, 2009 13:35:37 GMT -5
((http://sueniverse.proboards106.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=outside&thread=5539 < taken the liberty to move to a restaurant. ))
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