Paying in Naivety (Open) « Thread Started on Dec 1, 2007, 2:43am »
Bella had just gotten off work. A what a day. She'd finally found a place for her to dance. Flashbulbs dancing in her eyes. Men calling after her when the show was over. God she'd missed it. The Cabaret Stage Coach was a gift from heaven if she'd ever asked for one. Face perminantly pale in the glow of the moon light, Bella was easily remarkable against the other late night party girls that were tanned beyond belief and had their hair all curled in obnoxious different styles and could have very easily been mistaken for one of the undead souls that she never realised roamed the streets equally as she did. Bella's was pinned to her head gently after having had it done a million and one times that night.
Glittering white teeth shown from behind her deep red lips. Her grey eyes were shimmering in the star light as walked along the dark streets of New York. It was a long way home too. It was a shame really that the girls at the Coach hated her natural talent and how she instantly had taken their spot light, she could have used a walking buddy. Better yet...a ride.
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Re: Paying in Naivety (Open) « Reply #1 on Dec 1, 2007, 3:01am »
Kyran stood up and placed his large beer mug on the bar bench mat. and sipped down the last few drops of alcohol that still sat in his mouth and then took a quick drink of water from another glass that sat close to him. he then turned to one of his mates and said his goodbyes for the night. He loved to party with his friends as he had nothing else to do. Getting drunk and hooting at women as they walked by was all he needed to have a great night on the town.
He reached into his pants and pulled out a stained 20 dollar bill and stretched it trying to get rid of the crinkles it has gotten whilst it was in his pocket. He placed it next to the beer mug and looked at the bartender trying to get his attention. As he did so he said one thing and one thing only
"Keep the change". Kyran must have had Hundreds of dollars saved up in change that he could haven't gotten back, but it didn't seem to both him as he normally got a free drink anyway.
As he began to walk out of the bar he saw a drunk Vampiress and he smiled. Maybe hi night wasn't over after all.
Re: Paying in Naivety (Open) « Reply #2 on Dec 5, 2007, 10:02am »
As Bella walked along, humming, she paid little to no attention to the other people on the street. She was just rounding the corner to her appartment when she finally noticed another occupant of the night. His skin looked soft and pale, though she was used to this by now. But his eyes were on her, she was used to that too.
As an impulse, Bella decided to be flirtatious. But she did so in a very mystifying "Bella" way. She loosened her sheer fabric sharf and tucked it into the pocket of her coat, which she then unbuttoned and let hang open to reveal her pale chest and neck above her low cut navy blue and white polka dot dress. Her legs clearly went on for ever, her hair, that had been pinned up was now falling in loose seductive curls. She was still half a block away, and as she finally passed him, Bella flicked her eyes up from the groung and stuck them to his. Romantic sticky eyes she called the move. She was a pro at it, and it got men to nearly drop dead almost everytime. She hoped her talents would not fail her. It was so fun to watch their tongues roll out and their eyes bugger off their face.
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Re: Paying in Naivety (Open) « Reply #3 on Dec 6, 2007, 5:42am »
Kyran was shut down. He left the bar head down, thinking what had just happened then. He tried to erase his memory, but that thought was soon soon as he saw a gerogeous what he thought may have a been a vampire. He watched as her hair bounced up and down, and her legs go on forever. He looked down at his muscular body, He was wearing a pin stipped long shirt, It was a deep black colour that seemed to swallow what ever light may be lurking through the dark back streets of New York.
He took of his longer top now revealing a tank top, which was a deep blue, it has a hole near the bottom on his left side. And his jeans were also a slight bit torn, but that was the fashion these days. He smiled at her but she didn't seem to notice. He walked slowly crossing the street that separated them.