[Open] On the way down

[stephen]

Stephen stood at the entrance to his office looking out over the dance floor, the club was packed and it was only its second day of being open for business. It made him smile, he had made a promise to his creation Luna awhile ago that they would open a club together, and here they were with a club and his promise kept. Probably the first one he ever fulfilled, Stephen wasn’t one to really care about others, so if he made a promise it was usually to get someone off his back or to get them to help him with something. That was just who he was, manipulative. And he didn’t think there was anything wrong with that, not at all. If you needed someone to do something for you then you can either force them to or tell them you will do something in return. Stephen used both methods quite a bit.

Walking a bit away from his office door he quietly closed it behind him before starting off towards the bar. He was kind of hungry and he also felt like scoping out who was in the club a bit more. He knew that Luna had gotten the queen to come to the opening night and he had to say, he was very proud of her for it. Though he didn’t really care who came as long as people did and they behaved themselves. Reaching the bar he eyed the tender a bit before they finally set a glass of blood in front of him. They did have the Trublood stuff here but Stephen tended to lean more towards the real thing. And only the owners could get it.

Sipping from his glass Stephen looked around seeing if there was anyone he recognized. Sighing he saw quite a few people he knew and trued around in the chair hoping that none of them would come and try to talk to him. He had to admit he really wasn’t a social person and wasn’t one to start conversations with just anyone, they usually had to benefit him in some way to even consider it. Deciding he would hang around the clubs floors for a bit to make sure everything was going okay Stephen picked up his glass and moved away from the bar a bit keeping an eye and ear out for anything that may cause the place to be shut down.

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

It was another night on duty under the queen‘s orders. Samara was doing her very best to prove herself worthy of Corbin‘s trust. A few nights past, the witch had tortured Luke Johnson to a point anyone lacking a sociopathic behavior would feel sorry for him .If that wasn’t enough, the witch also managed to track down fangbangers who were willing to please the queen with possibly their very own lives and tonight Samara had been assigned to check out a night club. It seemed the Queen had better things to do than show up at events like these. Samara had to admit, she was rather disappointed. After all she enjoyed torturing and killing over silly dancing and drinking, but still the night ahead could be filled with surprises, pleasant ones, at least that’s what she hoped for. Deep down, Samara was looking forward to getting physically intimate with someone that night, a vampire to be more precise, or some really hot guy. She needed to relax and get her mind out of the craziness that was the world of the monarchy. Putting on an sort and tight silk dress that revealed her slender silhouette and a black leather jacket over it Samara drove off to the address given to her. It didn’t take her long to arrive at the parking lot filled with humans and vampires, both species looking for one thing in particular…sex. It was amazing how that one act seemed to equalize both of those different species that judged themselves better than the other.

After locking her car, Samara strutted through the crowd of both living and dead beings. Arrogance was coming easy to her the past years , she enjoyed the though of being feared by those who wronged the monarchy and those who were somehow related to those she was assigned to kill and torture. Feared but still in a way famous, oh how she enjoyed it. Upon reaching the entrance, she saw her path blocked by a large vampire bodyguard. Without even making an eye contact with the witch, he spoke firmly. “Name?” his voice was deep and filled with his pride of having somewhat authority inside those four walls. “The Royals sent me.” she spoke and conjured a small flickering electric sparkle in front of them. The vampire’s eyes widen in horror as he realized who the blonde was. “Go right in Madame.” he opened the door and signaled for Samara to enter the club. The witch seemed very surprised as she entered the club. It was packed with people and the music seemed to be very well remixed. Perhaps that wasn’t going to be a total waste of time after all.

[stephen]

Swirling the liquid in his glass Stephen turned to watch the entrance to the club. He wasn’t one to really trust other people with keeping things under control especially when it was his job to keep things in line so they didn’t get in trouble. The last thing he wanted was to be paid a visit by the royal or one of their workers. He had seen what they do, and it wasn’t a pleasant sight to see. Lifting his cup to his lips he took a sip, thinking about the royals. He didn’t actually know who worked for them and that bothered him slightly. Stephen liked knowing things even more so when it could affect him in a negative way, and not knowing who these people were defiantly could.

Chuckling a little Stephen watched as a human was dragged from the club, it was always amusing to see how stupid things the living beings did when intoxicated. Though he had to admit, coming to a mostly vampire club was one of the most stupid things you could do. He wasn’t actually sure what inclined them to do so and he was actually starting to wonder why his partners and he had decided to let anything other than vampires into their club. ”One of the great mysteries.” He spoke to himself, rolling his eyes as the human tried to fight the vampire who was throwing him out. ”You would think they would know it was no use.” He thought watching as the vampire easily tossed the man out the door.

It was at this moment that a female walked through the door the last spark of some ball disappearing from her hands. And from the scared look on his bouncers face she had used it to get into his club. ”You can’t trust anyone to do anything right.” Huffing slightly he set his glass down and walked towards the female, witches always ‘caused trouble. ”Excuse me miss, can I see your ID?” He asked as he closed the last few feet between them, an almost pleasant smile filling his face. He hoped she wasn’t going to cause any trouble; Stephen wasn’t one to hurt a lady, especially when they were such a fine looking one.

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

It came to a surprise to Samara how great were the numbers of humans in there. Being a fan of sex with vampires, Samara understood how those cold creatures were so alluring to humans, but she did not like to think of herself as a fangbanger, nor does she liked to think of herself as an average human. In her twisted point of view those born without magical blood in them were lower than werewolves and the other shifters and it seemed that her prejudice only got worse after she dared herself to read the entire Potter series. That was something about that Voldemort character and his goal of cleansing the world of non magical humans that just made Samara worship him, even though he was a fictional character. With curious eyes, Samara examined the different scenarios around her. For instance, she could already tell that the middle aged women desperate for some sex were going to drink until they would cause a scene and f#ck the first prepubescent boy that hit on them.

The witch rolled her eyes as she continue to think of herself as someone greater than those who stood in the very same place. It had been quite a while since she stood there, waiting for something interesting to happen, but it was too early to give up, who knew what the night had in store? But for the time being, Samara’s throat longed for some citric flavored liquid with a good dose of vodka. However walking to the bar in order to get a drink did not seem like a very pleasant idea. From what her eyes could see a desperate crowd of people were making the bar an impossible place to get a drink. Why didn’t they all just die? So with her arms crossed Samara continued to stand there with the same air of superiority she had gotten down so well after serving the monarchs for so long.

The voice of a man brought Samara back from whatever dreamland she had imagined herself into. From what she could sense, he was not a human. Judging by his pale skin and the thin redness around his eyeline that muscular blond man standing in front of her was a vampire. Interesting. But before Samara could lower her eyes to see what the man’s tight jeans managed to expose, the guy demanded to see an ID. Normally Samara would just hold out her hand and shoot an electric blast, but surely that wouldn’t be necessary. “You know it’s not very safe to go around showing your ID to just everyone….besides I already got past the velvet ropes… so I believe proving my age is no longer necessary.” she arched an eyebrow as she spoke, wondering why the man would want her ID and who he was. Needless to say Samara was getting very interested all of the sudden.

[stephen]

Raising an eyebrow Stephen watched the woman as she replied to him. ”Who said I wanted to see it for your age?” Looking her over he offered her a small smile, probably the most she was going to get out of him. He didn’t really see himself as the smiling type. ”Smart girl, I must agree with your response. There are some creepy characters around here.” Eyeing around the bar he watched as what seemed to be a fight broke out and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. When humans got intoxicated they always seemed to do the most stupid things. Debating on if it was worth going over and breaking it up Stephen let out a laugh when he realized that it was actually between vampires; that was almost for sure to end in a very interesting way.

Shaking his head lightly Stephen turned his attention back to the woman standing in front of him. For some reason she seemed familiar but he just couldn’t seem to place where he had saw her before. ”May I get you a drink?” He offered. ”The bar isn’t always the nicest place.” Though it was true he placed a smirk on his face as he leaned back against a pole the sprouted out of the floor. ”I am going to have to ask you how to gained access to the club. The look on my bouncers face when you entered would support the assumption that it wasn’t in a very pleasant way.” Though he didn’t actually care one way or the other he wanted to see what she would say in reply. She was definitely an intriguing woman, even if she was a witch.

As he waited for her to answer he let his eyes travel along her body. ”Not bad...” He decided, pulling his gaze back up to her face. ”Not to say that I’m upset that you got in.” Oh quite the opposite, the last part was thought to himself as he thought better of saying it out loud. After all he didn’t want to scare her off; she may be his next meal. A sly smile crossed his face as he watched her, and anything else that happened would just be an added bonus. Stephen knew very well that he could just make her let him feed and she wouldn’t even know it, but he always enjoyed it more when they were both nice and willing.

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

Samara merely smiled as a small and almost discreet smile appeared on the lips of the man that had her so interested. She listened closely as he spoke, still acting cool. If he hadn’t been a vampire and that attractive Samara would have walked away and left him only with his hand to comfort for the night, but this guy was interesting, but Samara wasn’t one to give up a good tease she would play hard to get for as long as she could. “I know right? Vicious creatures these humans. You never know what they’ll be up to. One minute they’re charming and the next they have you tied up.” she laughed and only nodded as the man offered to get her a drink. The witch started curling her finger on a strand of her golden hair as she watched the man lean back to find support on a golden pole (classic). She wasn’t sure why she was playing with her hair, but for some odd reason the girls on TV always did that and seeing that while at the mental clinic Samara spent hours in front of a television, she ended up picking up a thing or two.


As the man spoke about what methods the witch had used to enter ambrosia, Samara flashed him a discreet smile as her eyes narrowed down. “Nothing but my charming female attributes and by attributes I mean the ever so present tone of innocence in each word I speak. Not to forget about my angelic face when I asked pretty please” she spoke coyly knowing that deep down this guy wasn’t all that interested to know how she had entered the club without having her name on the list or money to bribe the security. Looking up to face him with an insolent smile upon her face, Samara looked around before speaking yet again. “You know at first I wasn’t all excited for this place. I mean with all the lowlife fangbangers crawling around. But…” she began and shot a glance at the man stranding confidently and very charming in front of her. “Coming here might not have been a bad idea at all. I’m Samara by the way …just so you know.” she chuckled she extended her hand, holding back anything that might lead her to releasing any sort of electricity through her hands. Those moves needed to be saved for the bedroom. “Oh and a drink should be good right about now. Surprise me with something… anything but that Tru Blood crap. I’m no vamp but can already tell it doesn’t taste that good.” she shot him yet another smile.

[stephen]

Still leaning against the poll Stephen watch the woman from under half closed eyelids. He was sure how he was acting right now could pass for him being extremely bored, but truth be told he was quite amused by the witch who was standing in front of him. She seemed to be...different then most of the woman who came into the bar. Then again, different wasn’t always the best thing to be when around a vampire. The thought had his teeth sliding out, oh yes; he wanted a taste of her. Unlike some other vampires that Stephen knew who would have tried to hide the fact that their fangs had slid out, he merely stood up and started rubbing his tongue over them. He was sure this woman would like that she had visibly got his body going, of course that was only an educated guess from the way she was acting around him.

”Hm, I’m glad I’m not the only one who sees them for what they truly are.” A small smirk curved the corner of his lips. ”After all, they are quite a vicious race now a days.” He spoke as he looked around, he eyes landing on a male human who appeared to be trying to pick up a female vampire. ”I would pay to see who that turns out...” He thought before turning his head back to focus on the witch and he watched her as she played with her hair, it was something he had seen many girls do, but could never quite figure out why. ”I can see how that would gain you entrance. Compared to most of the other girls in this club I’m sure your words seem very...Innocent.” Taking the word she used he spoke as he stepped closer to her. ”You do have a very lovely face.” He said reaching up with a hand and trailing them along her cheek, he wasn’t sure why but he always liked to touch before anything else. He didn't keep it there long though, just as soon as the touch happened his hand was back at his side. After all, he didn't want to be to direct, that sometimes scared woman off.

Stephen let out a throaty laugh at her response. ”I’ll have you know, we take pride in all of our lowlife fangbangers.” Looking around he couldn’t help but agree with her, there were quite a few milling around, and if they weren’t so damn entertaining or such an easy meal he highly doubted they would be allowed in. Turning his head back to her when she spoke again he accepted her hand. ”It’s nice to meet you Samara, I’m Stephen.” He tone was even and didn’t show much emotion, then again, that was how he usually sounded. Dropping her hand lightly he looked her over again, getting a rather clear mental image of how he thought she looked under her clothes. ”Only one way to find out.”

[/b]The thought ran through his head and he couldn’t help but grin to himself. Being in no way ashamed of where his mind was going, after all he had been alive for awhile and if you could catch his attention then he was for sure going to “try you out”.

Chuckling lightly he nodding, ”I’m sure we have something other than that.” With a wave of his hand he had a bartender running over to him. ”Something for the lady please.” His voice held command and as soon as he finished talking the man was scurrying off. ”Shouldn’t be too long.” He said turning his head back to her, ”We have very good service here.” The last part was slightly true, at least when it was him asking for the service. Just like he said a man came hurrying back with a drink, picking it up Stephen turned back to Samara again, clearly dismissing the human worker. ”Here you go, I hope you enjoy it.” Handing it over to her he let a small smile cross his lips again.

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

Someone who also shared a prejudicial point of view towards humans just as she did? Wow this guy was definitely making all the right moves. If he took his shirt off right now and threw Samara up against the wall he would have all the positive points a guy could have. Although he didn’t strip, the very sight of his fangs popping up made Samara picture the two of them in room lit with a red light having sex in the most rough of manners. She could already hear her moans and her electricity power making the faint red light flicker as his fangs pierced her jugular. Samara focused back on the present before her mind could pull her even deeper into that very sexy fantasy she depicted in her mind. She merely smiled as the guy spoke before he reached his cold hands to touch her cheeks. The slightest touch of his ice cold skin against hers gave Samara a prickling feeling on the back of her neck. For a moment there she lost herself in the darkness of his gaze, why did vampires have to be so alluring ? Before her silence could be considered awkward or she ended up looking like one of those virgins who thought every guy was prince charming, Samara twitched her lips into a small smile. “And exactly how many girls did you use that line on?” she arched an eyebrow referring to the compliment the man made about her face. “Not to seem egotistical I’m not quite like the other girls. I mean for starters I don‘t worship those shitty CW little flicks and second I don‘t feel all special just because a guy complimented me on my looks.” Samara smiled taking a look around. There really were a lot of women nowadays that put their ancestors that fought to be taken seriously to shame. IF she could tie those bitches to a metal pool and practice her aim on them….

The witch looked pleased as the vampire named Stephen ordered her a drink. It is needless to say that Samara got that tingling sensation when the vampire touched her hand and introduced himself. She looked pleased after a few minutes as she was handed the drink she had been waiting for since she had gotten in the club. Having alcohol in her system was always a good thing, not that she needed to feel shameless because that she did without making an effort, but she found it easier to perform magic while somewhat drunk. “Thanks” she said before raising the glass as if she were to make a toast . The blond allowed the liquid to touch her lips and enjoyed the burning feeling of the alcohol as it flowed against the bite marks a certain vampire left on her inner lip. After taking sips of the citric drink Samara’s blue eyes shifted back up into Stephen’s . With her signature smile, she replied to his comment of the service offered at Ambrosia. “Well as for the drinks the service is quite good. But I do like my drinks to me much, much stronger. But yeah… seeing that I still haven‘t seen ALL the services Ambrosia has to offer, I‘m still to form an opinion.” she smiled in a most provocative manner, clearly not ashamed. Why would she? She thought of herself as a god and loved sex, why the hell would she feel ashamed? Being the way she was Samara wasn’t going to stand there pretending to be all innocent and cute, when she clearly wanted to be naughty!

[stephen]

Stephen let one of his eyebrows curve up before he sent her a small smirk. ”Only the ones who disserve it sweetie. After all, it isn’t polite to lie to people.” Of course he didn’t actually care if he lied to someone; it was actually one of his favourite things to do, at least to humans. They were such a stupid group of people now, some thinking they could kill off vampires and others thinking that vampires were pure creatures. Ha-ha, please, they would never be fully killed off, people have been trying to do that for decades now and have had no success. And as for them being all sweet and pure? Well vampires did like putting on an act; it always made getting someone to let you drink from them all the more fun.

Tilting his head ever so slightly he watched her as she spoke, she had a...way about her that was attracting him to keep the conversation going, something not to many people were privileged enough to be part of. ”I’m glad, being like them would be such a disappointment to me.” Looking her over, he debated his reply. ”Wither you choose to or not, it’s always best to just accept them, after all I don’t hand them out lightly.” Picking up his owe glass that someone set beside him he lifted it to his lips to take a sip. Of course it wasn’t Tru Blood, but he wasn’t about to let that one slip. Stephen wasn’t one to go around telling stranger’s things about his club especially it when the fact could get the place shut down, and then he would have nowhere to pick up his meals. Taking another sip he thought about the idea, this witch seemed very...feisty, it was sure to turn out to be an interesting feeding.

Watching her take a sip of the drink he thought about his plan on how to get her into one of the private rooms. Though she seemed pretty willing to him right now Stephen didn’t want to make the move to early. What he had planned wasn’t something he wanted everyone else in the club to see. ”Hm, well, stronger is something we always have something of. Name your drink.” He chuckled a little at the last part of her sentence. ”Well, it would be a shame for you not to know all of the services, now wouldn’t it?”

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

Her eyes narrowed down as Stephen spoke. If Samara were able to blush at times like these she would have, but she didn’t she merely looked down as a way of making herself look cute and less sluttish. There was no point in hiding her true intentions. After all vampires had something in them that enabled them to sense sex a mile away, or so Samara thought. So if Samara’s theory was indeed veridical Stephen already knew that it was just a matter of time until Samara literally dragged him to a far away corner of the club. As some random singer once said Samara was an independent woman mistaken for a whore. Upon his comment about lies and compliments, Samara gazed up at him once again with a broad smile upon her lips. “Well it’s not polite but you can’t deny it is quite fun…specially if you’re good at it.” she bit her bottom lip, only to regret it seconds later. Damn! she thought as the soreness of her lower lip kicked in. If Luke hadn’t pulled up a great performance a few nights back, Samara would have killed him for almost maiming her lips as they kissed. It seemed healing incantations weren’t exactly Samara’s specialties.

Samara’s attention focused back on present time as Stephen replied to her previous comment about being different from the other girls. As he spoke, Samara could only picture the things the two of them would do in the next couple of hours. This guy surely looked like a good enough competitor against the other vampire Samara had sex a few nights back, she only hoped he would be just as willing and wild. “Well then…I’ll just accept them seeing that they’re so hard to come by.” she offered him a little bow before speaking “Seeing that you complimented me it is only fair I compliment you in return…hmmm… let’s see from what I can see.. she began narrowing her eyes down to Stephen’s pants. … you have a gorgeous…bulging…. Big… personality.” she chuckled holding back an embarrassing laughter. Screwing things up with a snorting laughter was really unnecessary. After taking several sips of her drink, well gulps to be honest , Samara felt quite free and way more relaxed. Placing her empty glass on a nearby stool, she let out a deep sigh before shifting her sight back at Stephen. “Well I don’t plan on leaving quite yet…so maybe I’ll get a chance to have the strongest thing in the house.” words of provocative nature escaped her lips with ease as her eyes met the vampire’s eyes. Taking one step closer to him, Samara allowed her index finger to run down Stephen’s muscular arm. “You’re right…it would be a shame.“ she fought the urge to let out a spark. “What do you think someone like me can ger in a place such as this?”

[stephen]

Stephen watched her as she looked down and had an immediate thought of just grabbing her face and taking her lips with his. Though her lips weren’t the only thing he hoped her would have by the end of the night. ” Oh no, definitely not the only thing... He thought as he gave her body another once over. He had plans for tonight, big plans. And he hoped she wouldn’t mind the nature of them...Actually it’s not like it would really matter if she did or not. Though he was sure, by the way she was acting now that she would have no objections to the images that were rolling through his mind.

Following her eyes as she looked up Stephen let another small grin spread across his lips as she spoke. ”Hm, my type of girl.” A small chuckle left his lips before he continued. ”I do agree with you there Samara. It is very fun indeed. Though I hope you won’t be lying to me over the course of the night.” He spoke well taking a step closer to her, stopping he bent over a little so his lips were just brushing her ear. ”I don’t like being lied to.” Moving back again Stephen watched her, his eyes having gone intense. Being that close to her neck didn’t help with wanting to push her up against the wall an- Stopping the thought he waited for her to reply, after all, what was the point in thinking of it? Doing things was better, after all, why explain it to himself when he could explain what he wanted to do to her.

”Good choice.” Was all he replied with before taking another sip from his glass trying to satisfy his craving for the time being. When she spoke again Stephen almost choked on his drink before quickly regaining his composure. ”How nice of you to notice.” Raising an eyebrow Stephen smirked slightly. He could tell he was going to have a fun time with this witch. Though for some reason she seemed familiar but he couldn’t put his finger on it, he knew he has seen her before...or at least heard her name somewhere. Giving up on the thought Stephen focused back in just in time to see Samara take a step towards him her finger trailing down his arm. ”I’m sure someone like you could get whatever you wanted. Just name it.”

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[SAMARA BRIDGET BERRIGAN]

As much as Samara enjoyed listening to the deep tone of Stephen’s voice, she could not help but feel as if the talk had already reached a point where it could stop and perhaps head into a different direction. The fact Stephen had already started to exercise his body language and somewhat appropriate tease made it quite clear, at least for Samara, that he was surely thinking about the same inappropriate things as well. An evident smile of self realization and pride was stamped all over Samara’s face as Stephen spoke about her being his sort of girl and the fact that he hoped he wouldn’t be lied to throughout the night. “ I gotta admit I do love doing it but if you promise to make this night let’s say…entertaining I promise to give you nothing but the truth.” she crossed her arms and continue to scan the vampire’s very alluring body. If only Samara had been assigned to torture him as well. She was more than willing to try the “Luke Johnson method” with someone besides Luke, but someone as good looking and for obvious reasons someone who possessed fangs. But still the night ahead could be fun. After all not many vampires were used to electric shocks and things of that nature, but being creatures that enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh to a great extent, they were bound to like being taken over the edge.

”I’m sure someone like you could get whatever you wanted. Just name it.” Samara let out a soft left upon hearing Stephen’s words. She who was rather amused feeling the tip of her fingers run across Stephen’s muscular biceps, moved her hand to caress his chin line. “Stephen, Stephen, Stephen…you have no idea of what you’re getting yourself into.” she fought the urge to let out a spark of electricity. “But since you’ve mentioned it…I have something in mind.” she tilted her head a bit ( just a little) to her right, purposely exposing her neck and pulsing jugular. “You know…Standing her just gave me the worse neck pain ever…. I’ve had quite a day you see…” she began speaking, suggestively. “And I would love to just… relax. Someplace quiet… Now I’m sure a club such as Ambrosia possesses such commodities.” the witch smiled, regaining her composure as she hoped things would soon get physical between her and the vampire. “Not that I don’t mind sticking around and dancing like that poor temporary peace of meat over there.” she signed to her left where a brunette girl who was clearly drunk danced like a fool with two vampires covered in tattoos. “But I really don’t feel like being groped by those who clearly think vampires follow one same stereotype.” she pointed to the vampires before turning around to face Stephen. “So shall we go? Or should we stay and talk about our feelings?” Samara arched her left eyebrow. “I must admit I’m not that great of a listener.”

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