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Post by claire on Jul 21, 2011 22:53:25 GMT
Claire stared into her reflection. She looked absolutely stunning. As a eighteen year old, though, she knew what she was about to do was the wrong thing. Then again, when did she care about doing the right thing? After all, Claire's thing was to have fun and do everything she can. At least in this life. Who knew what would happen in the next! Anything could. Well, it didn't matter. Not at the moment. Staring at her reflection, she finished up her make up. Just a little bit of lipstick and he would be good! Her outfit was a bit classy. Maybe too classy, but oh well. She needed to look at least twenty one, right? And that she did. Good thing that she also had the fake ID Eric had made her.
Skipping out of the house, she made sure that she wasn't too loud. That wouldn't be good. Not at all. She was going to have to walk all the way to Ambrosia. Well... maybe not. She could use her telekinesis to carry herself there but that would be too... well... noticable. Besides, the cub wasn't that far away.
When she got there, she got herself in and quite quickly. There was a vampire at the door and, well, he seemed to intoxicated with the scent of her blood to even care about the list. Good thing, too.
Stepping inside, she drew in a sharp breath as she looked around. The club... was beautiful. It was just... stunning. Wow. Going up to the counter, she smiled and order a gin and tonic. Why not? Wasn't like her and Eric hadn't stolen drinks from his parents before. Besides... it wasn't like Sam or Nate were here. They would be seeing her like this.
Claire threw the bartender, another vamp, a wink when he got her her drink and walked over to an empty booth. Might as well look out for people for a little bit before going head on into the crowd. She wanted to make sure no one she knew was going to be there.
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 21, 2011 23:30:01 GMT
 It had taken hardly any time at all for Isabelle to wake up that night, brush her fiery hair and then throw on a red dress. Tonight she was going clubbing and there wasn't a damn thing that anyone could do about it, not even her creator. It annoyed her a lot that just because her creator was the queen she had to obey the rules more than normal vampires, it wasn't fair. Everyone that knew Isabelle knew that she never played by anyone's rules but her own. And that was exactly why she was sneaking out tonight.
With ease she had managed to jump out of her bedroom window at the Halloway mansion and landed on her feet without so much as a bump. Being a vampire definitely was fun but still Isabelle couldn't help but miss her human life at times, not the abuse from her father of course, just the feeling of humanity and the blood pumping through the veins. She missed the touch of some things as well, like the rain or the heat of the sun... The sun was something she missed most of all. But that didn't matter much. She had to move on from that and live her undead life to it's fullest potential.
Before she knew it she was walking into the club and looking around. It certainly wasn't what she was expecting. This place was magnificent! Even suitable for royalty. A smirk appeared on her face as she walked over to the bar and sat on one of the stools, leaning one arm on the counter as she stared at the bartender. Isabelle knew that men weren't really her thing but it didn't stop her from playing with them and doing anything to get what she wanted. Her tongue traced her lips before she leaned in closer, "bottle of B negative, if you've got it."
It wasn't long after her drink had arrived that a scent caught her attention, it definitely wasn't one of a vampire, and as she bit her lower lip Isabelle decided to glide into the crowd and track the scent a little. It had taken very little time before her senses picked up on a girl that didn't quite fit in. A smirk appeared on her lips and as the girl took a seat in an empty booth Isabelle walked over to her.
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Post by claire on Jul 22, 2011 6:17:18 GMT
Claire sipped on her gin and tonic. Wow, this was an amazing place! And to think, she had been able to sneak in without a problem. Then again, the psychic girl was pretty good at getting away with things like this. She had a few years of practice! Hell, this was probably by far the best idea she had had in, well, forever! Most of her idea's were both her's and Eric's, so they didn't count. But, well.. not even Eric had anything on her at the moment!
As she sipped her Gin and Tonic, she saw a woman coming towards her. No.. not a woman. A... vampire? She was sure it was a vampire. And a pretty cute one at that. Red hair, tall, pale perfect skin. Then again, all vampires had perfect skin. All vampires were beautiful for that matter. She was happy that they couldn't glamour her. Then again, she was sure that most vampires wouldn't need to glamour Claire if they wanted her attention. Though no fangs near her neck please! Her friends and family would kill her if they found out.
Giving the red head a curious look as she approached, Claire smiled. "Hello. Come to join me?" she asked? 'Way lame, Clairey. You couldn't have thought of something better to say?'
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Post by ISABELLE KATHERINE TREBORN on Jul 23, 2011 0:31:30 GMT
Her feet glided along the floor, barely even touching it as she walked towards the female that was sat on her own. The female that was so out of place in a vampire club. Isabelle's eyes fixed on the female's as she looked at her curiously and spoke, "Hello. Come to join me?" Isabelle's eyes narrowed slightly as she slid into the seat opposite the female, her bottle of blood being placed on the table in front of her as she did so. Her head tilted slightly as she examined the female. She was quite interesting and beautiful. Definitely the type of girl that Isabelle would be interested in dating. Plus the female had to have some interest in vampires, right? After all, she was in a vampire club... but was she interested in other females? So many questions Isabelle had in her mind.
Isabelle opened the bottle of blood and smiled at the female before taking a sip of it. Right now she wasn't going to let her fangs show, she'd drink the blood without them, with it being their first meeting and all. As she put the bottle back on the table she leaned forward slightly, "so what's a pretty little thing such as yourself doing in a place like this? It's not exactly the safest place for a, well, for a mortal." Isabelle cringed slightly at the last word, it seemed so weird to be saying it considering she used to be human before being turned by the Queen of vampires.
Her fingers drummed on the table a little as she continued staring at the female, wondering if she'd ever explain why she was here... or if she liked dating females. Stranger things happen in life. "You probably should give me a reason not to tell everyone here that you're not one of our kind."
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Post by claire on Jul 23, 2011 9:08:39 GMT
A pretty little thing like herself, huh? Well, Claire let out a giggle at that. The cute red head seemed so serious about the question, too. What was Claire doing here? Should she tell the woman? Why not. Though the woman wouldn't be able to glamour Claire, that didn't mean she wouldn't find other means to get the answers. Besides, she kind of liked the idea of letting this vamp know. Lord knew what might happen if she stayed quiet.
"Well, fo' one thing, don't ya smell it? Ah'm not exactly what you would call yo' 'normal' human bein', cherie," Claire said. She was well aware that this was a vampire and that vampires... well most vampires, became intoxicated by the scent of her blood. The fact that this one didn't seem to be eying her neck yet was a good sign. She wouldn't be holding her breathe for it to happen because she hoped that it wouldn't... but it was still a possibility. Though it was also a risk that she was willing to take. "Ah'm he'e because, unlike mos' 'mortals', Ah like vampires. And Ah really wanted ta check dis place out," she added. Boy, she was flirting with danger at the moment. Talking to a vamp like that? That was not safe for her health. Then again, since when did Claire care?
"You probably should give me a reason not to tell everyone here that you're not one of our kind."
Now she was really giggling. The girl took in a deep breathe to calm her giggling down before talking again. "Cherie. Ah don' think that's a problem at all. Ah'm sho dat they know Ah ain't a vampire already. Someone who smells like me obviously ain't one. An', besides. There ain't a single rule statin' dat human's cain't be in he'e. They cain't be fed on but that don't mean they ain't allowed in, right?" she asked. Her voice was simple, completely serious yet full of admiration as she looked at the vampires eyes. So beautiful. It took her a moment to take back her composure. "Ah'm Claire, by 'da way."
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