Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:07:40 PM)
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Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 3:07:45 PM)
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Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 3:08:19 PM)
(You set the scene....I'll bet good money you've been to more strip joints than I, considering I've never been to one! :P ))

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:09:14 PM)
((LOL, alright. Probably. I've been to plenty of them.))

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:15:44 PM)
*Night had fallen over the 9th ward, and the city came to life as it always does. And the road leading up to Twisted Temptations was completely packed with cars trying to filter into the parking lot. And other places near by, the front of the building was fairly nice. It wasnt like most of the sleaze clubs out there, this one had a nice set up. As people would walk in they where greeted by two large black double doors with a silhouette of a woman on it, leading into the main bar area. And to the left there was a large post where a tall brutish man stood checking ID's and taking money. While another one spot checked people making sure they didnt have any weapons on them. As you made your way farther into the area there where three stages each with a beautiful woman, completely nude dancing for patrons that had their money ready. The music in the club currently was "BLS-Stepping Stone" playing. Vincent was making his arounds, keeping an eye on the especially rough looking sorts. And there was a young woman stan

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:15:52 PM)
standing behind the bar helping people with their drinks.*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 3:21:21 PM)
A black town car pulled up to Twisted Temptations, and a well dressed woman stepped out. Serena wore deep blue silk skirt that went fell just past her kneecap, it had two slits up the side, allowing for movement in the skirt and flashes of pale skin. Her top was a bit unseasonal, a long sleeve black mock turtleneck. She had a pair of diamond stud earrings, but other than that wore no jewelry. Her make up was tasteful, and so well done it looked like she wasn't wearing any. Her hair was worn down, the ends flipped up, and looked very out of place amongst the rowdy patrons. She looked like she stepped out of the pages of Good Housekeeping. After she got through security and the ID check, she went to the bar and ordered a dirty martini with extra olives, and found an empty chair to park herself in.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:24:49 PM)
*Vincent stopped for a moment, as one of the girls came up to him. They seemed to know each other well, since he slipped his arm around her shoulders. And leaned in speaking with her. As he smoked a cigarette, he was dressed in a black shirt that read "Cooler" Across the back of it, blue jeans, and steel toe combat boots. While the woman, was short and petite, With long red curly red hair, and pale skin. She was completely bare except for a pair of tall leather boots on her feet. After a moment he swatted her rear, and told her to get back to work. And he continued to make his rounds. Vincent looked over to Serena as she made her way in and arched a brow slightly. He took his time with making his rounds still, but once he got near her table. He offered her a smile, and a nod* Evening Ma'am. Names Vincent, Im the head bouncer here. If you need anything let me know, and if anyone of these fools give you a hard time. Come get me and i will solve it.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:29:05 PM)
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Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:29:48 PM)
(room description?)

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:29:51 PM)
((I'll do a repost of the descrip for ya Nat))

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:29:56 PM)
(ty)

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:34:36 PM)
Night had fallen over the 9th ward, and the city came to life as it always does. And the road leading up to Twisted Temptations was completely packed with cars trying to filter into the parking lot. And other places near by, the front of the building was fairly nice. It wasnt like most of the slease clubs out there, this one had a nice set up. As people would walk in they where greeted by two large black double doors with a silhouette of a woman on it, leading into the main bar area. And to the left there was a large post where a tall brutish man stood checking ID's and taking money. While another one was spot checking people making sure they didnt have any weapons on them. As you make your way farther into the area there where three stages each with a beautiful woman, completely nude dancing for the patrons that had their money ready. The music in the club currently was "

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 3:35:42 PM)
Serena took in the 'view' as it were. It was always interesting to watch the Kine. Especially after so many years of being Kindred. They sought out companionship above all. In some ways so did the Kindred. Elysium, Coteries, Conclaves, the Harpy social calender, Salons-all excuses for the nightly host to gather amongst themselves. She ignored the strange looks she recieved, and no Kine approached her yet. This was to be expected. Glancing at the clock, it was still early. She'd let the booze lower their inhibitions and they would come to her. It was only natural. She would wait, like a spider on the web. She smiled at Vincent, and raised her glass to him. "Oh, you don't have to worry about me, I can take of myself, Vincent. What a pleasure to meet you." As far as the meat was concerned, he looked lovely. A bit rough around the edges, but lovely still. "I'm Claudia...." She used the name on her fake I.D.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:36:26 PM)
BLS-Stepping Stone" playing. Vincent now was standing near Serena's table. Talking with her. He was dressed in a black t-shirt, that read "Cooler" Across the back of it, blue jeans, and steel toe combat boots. And there was a young woman behind the bar helping people with their drinks*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:38:12 PM)
*With a grin on his face, Nathaniel parks his BMW HP2 Sport up beside the building and hands the bouncer 100 dollars suggesting more would follow were his bike still safe when he left the club. Nathaniel is wearing a crimson colored silk shirt underneath a racing jacket and he enters the club taking in the view*

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:45:02 PM)
*He looked over her with the eye of a man, of his age. He hadnt spent to many nights as a kindred, so he was still close to his humanity. He ran his tongue over his lips slightly, and a half crooked grin crept over his lips.* Hmmm.. Well alright, but still. You have any issues.. Dont hestitate to let me know. I am here for the safty of the girls, and the patrons. And its a true pleasure to meet you as well.. Claudia. *He looks up and around for a moment seeing Nath walk in. He arched a brow, ever so slightly. Then he looked back to Serena with that grin still on his lips. She was older, but she looked damn good still.* So what brings, you too Twisted Temptations.. I wouldnt expect to see someone like yourself here.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:45:54 PM)
*After being checked for weapons and ID, Nathaniel makes his way to the bar, raising two fingers toward the barkeep* Amaretta Sour on the rocks *his Masonic ring gleaming in the flourescent light. Nathaniel leans back into the stool... enjoying his well deserved night off while he waits for his drink to arrive*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:52:14 PM)
(didn't bring in dagger or boot knife)

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 3:52:25 PM)
*The girls of the club made their rounds, all very beautiful. There where only a very few that where average. Seemed the manager/owner picked the best that came in, Even with the bouncers that made their rounds with their watchful eyes, where some of the roughest looking bastards around. Vincent actually looked like the calmest of them, though he had an air about him. It was hard to put your finger on, he just had something about him that let people know he wasnt to be screwed with. Nathaniel's drink would come to him promtly. The young woman bartender smiled to him and informed him of the pricing specials on the drinks and if he would like a dance from one of the girls. Just ask them, and they'd be more then happy to provide him with one.* ((kk))

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:54:26 PM)
*Once receiving his drink he pays her and adds a 20 percent tip* Any of the girls? *looks the bartender over appreciatively then winks*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 3:55:59 PM)
She laughed at his assesment, it was true. She didn't fit here. At least not from his perspective. He looked every bit warm and alive. Of course he couldn't see it. What rode beneath the exterior of the lady. "I think if you got to know me better you would come to understand my appreciation for beautiful things. She made a point of looking at the stage, and then back to him. " I suppose I came for a more relaxed atmosphere, a stiff drink, and a little taste of the extraordinary delight of deviancy. Much the same as everyone else I would imagine." She nodded slightly as if confirming her own answer for herself. "I don't think I will be bothered much when there is naked women to be had. I find I can sit quietly and enjoy the atmosphere with little trouble. Most of the time."

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 3:58:40 PM)
(btw I have deceptive aura as well as baby face so i look completely utterly vanilla mortal)

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:02:40 PM)
(smoking while you two post)

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:04:28 PM)
*The woman, chuckled. And smiled, as she shook her head "Your Funny." And she went on with making drinks, as she pocketed the tip. Giving him a nod as she did. Vincent watched Serena with a close eye, not like he suspected her of something. Just his attention was on her for a moment as he appericated her beauty.* Hmmm.. Something tells me, it wouldnt surprise me either. *He turned his head slightly as one of the girls brushed up against him and whispered into his ear telling him something. He chuckled and shook his head and only replied with "Get back to work woman" then he turned and looked back to Serena. And smiled.* Sorry about that. *He took a drag off his cigarette. Exhailing the smoke away from them. And nodded as she explained her purpose here.* That is true, but sometimes you'll find the truely drunk fools that will try. I swear, some of the people that roll through here must of missed the call for inteligence. *He smirked alittle*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:08:14 PM)
*smiling at the light banter, Nathaniel takes his drink and moves into the main part of the club noticing Serena talking to a man... he squints his eyes and gives a near imperceptable nod as he takes a seat at another table and begins to watch a couple of the strippers*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:12:23 PM)
Serena gave a gentle shake of her head. "This is not the place for scholarly pursuits or a battle of wits. It's a place to revel in being alive. To drink in the desire and sights of flesh. You can feel it in the air. Anticipation, longing, desires, it is a place to indulge and let go. For some people, that means completely. Innate inteligence has noting to do with it. Once you break down a few social pillars of expected behavior, the roof is going to cave eventually. The darkness inside all of us comes peeking out, and once it starts it almost feels to good to stop." She noticed Dr. Crawford, and for a moment her eyes narrowed, and she felt the beast snarl inside its cage. It didn't like her clanmate that close to her steak, so to speak. She pushed it, down, clearing her throat slightly, and looked back up to Vincent.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:14:17 PM)
((*is USDA Approved!*))

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:18:16 PM)
*Nathaniel, swirling his drink idly, glances at a pair of redheaded twins and gives a wolfish grin, his thoughts of Serena far removed at the moment as he rubs his knee in a come hither and sit on my lap... between his fingers are a couple 100 dollar bills*

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:27:09 PM)
*He thought for a moment, and smiled. Then nodded, as he took the final drag from his cigarette. And snagged an ashtray from a passing waitress, then gave it back to her as he put out his cigarette* That is very true. And it is always good to get that sort of release. Though i have seen so many indulge to the port of excess.. Some cases, that is a good thing. But others not so much. Just like this person that just walked through the doors.. *He had looked away for only a moment, and narrowed his eyes. As he seen a biker walk through the doors. That he knew, and had kicked out of the club nights before. He looked back to Serena, for a breif moment.* Excuse me for a moment, time to work. *He took off toward the door, and met the man as he tried to push his way through the other bouncers and was doing it quite well. But once he saw Vincent he stopped dead in his tracks. Vincent grinned and shook his head slightly. Pointing to the door for a moment, as the man tried to decide if he had what it took to take Vincen

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:27:25 PM)
Vincent out. And enjoy the girls like he tried nights before. But reason seemed to be with him tonight and he turned around, then walked out. And Vincent shook his head, then made his way back over to Serena's table* That one was a perfect representation of what i was talking about. *He chuckled slightly, glancing about the club slightly. Making sure everything was alright. Then he looked back to her.* Would you care if i sat and kept you company? I can't drink on the clock, but i can still keep you company just the same. *He smiled warmly to her*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:30:52 PM)
*Nathaniel glances momentarily at Serena and her meal, he gives a slight grin to her before returning his eyes toward the two redheads who lead him off toward the VIP room*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:37:48 PM)
Serena watched the situation with a morbid fascination. She had always been, and would always be, the more mental type. She had seen her share of war, both mortal and Kindred alike and still-she couldn't really appreciate the skill that it took to handle such things. It was certainly a different way of life and path to enlightenment than she walked in the darkness. A part of her was interested in the ways of war, but that part often took such a backseat to her occult pursuits that it was unlikely she'd truly be able to ever dedicate any real time to improving what was basic. As Vincent came back and professed an urge to join her, she felt the beast take a swipe at her careful self control. Her gaze moved to Nathaniel for a moment and she followed his progress to a private room. That was quick. Her gaze moved back to Vincent. And he asked if he could keep her company. Such a simple request, but paired with a warm smile made her feel in that moment the way only mortals could make her feel-like a creature of evi

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:38:38 PM)
[c] evil. "Yes..I think I would like some companionship tonight." she managed to get that sentance out before the pause became awkward.

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:40:03 PM)
(you guys post pages and pages jeeze lol... I follow the KISS rule: Keep it simple stupid)

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:40:53 PM)
(Kiss THIS...*Boots* Get back in character!)

PeachesCat (Aug 13, 2011 4:41:47 PM)
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Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:43:10 PM)
*The two women begin to drag him, willingly, back to the VIP room where they hope to relieve him of his not so hard earned cash... as they cross the threshhold he can be made out saying* Does this qualify as Student Teacher Priviledge? *grins and heads into the VIP room*

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:46:48 PM)
*His eyes moved over her form for a long moment, the look in his own eyes. Was studying for a moment, like a predator. It was there though, not highly noticed. Since he looked so much like a mortal. He placed his hand on the back of chair, and pulled it out slightly. And turned it around backwards, then sat down. Placing his right arm over the back of the chair. His eyes still rested on her like he was drinking her in.* Good, so.. You dont sound like you're from around here.. Possibly from up north. I'd say new york.. Am I right?

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:47:40 PM)
(*on the back of the chair* rather)

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:53:47 PM)
*After about 30 minutes in the back room Nathaniel comes back out with a wicked grin on his face, a lighter wallet, and a heavy bulge in his pants, he grins at the two women on his arms* I'm so glad I was able to help you both... I want to make sure you get good educations at UNO... *as they release their grasp once he's back at his table one says* And we'll definately be taking your intro to Occult Studies Professor Crawford

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:53:55 PM)
She watched him watching her and felt a slight sense of de ja vu. It was so brief though, she largely ignored it. She nodded to his assesment. "You are correct. I'm from New York. I recently transferred to pursue a little slower pace, and play with my hobbies more. New York is great, but I've found it is hard not to get swept up in politics and the social obligations that you forget what you are really passionate about. I watched it happen to my Mentor, and decided I needed to make a change for myself and re-focus my dedication to scholarly pursuits." She paused a moment, meeting his eyes. "It's very different here. I mean, I don't think I could have picked a more contradictory place. I guess that happens when you see yourself going down the wrong path. You overcompensate"

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 4:56:53 PM)
*As they spoke, the girls that Nathan had leading him into the back room just giggled. As he said that. And as they entered a woman of near angelic beauty came walking out of the room. Dressed in a long silk nighty, then slowly she sauntered up to the main stage. And made her way up the steps, and all the partons of the club turned to look at her as she stood there. Waiting for her music to kick on, it was low and mellodic for the first part. The lights dimmed, and she started to sway her body to the rythim of the music. Then the music would let itself be known as "A Perfect Circle-The Noose" and as the music slowly continued. She started to shed each peice of clothing, to reveal her body for everyone. It smelt sweet of jasmine and lilacs for those that had hightened senses or was close enough to smell it. Her eyes rested on a few men and woman as she danced. Though her eyes moved to Vincent as he spoke with Serena. There was sadness in her eyes for a moment before she turned to the partons again*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:58:41 PM)
(gotta take dog for walk) *Nathaniel leaves the two women to their own devices as well as Serena to her next meal and makes his way for the door... his night off short lived but well worth it... both now and later*

Dr. Nathaniel Crawford (Aug 13, 2011 4:58:47 PM)
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PeachesCat (Aug 13, 2011 4:59:12 PM)
(behave you two :P)

PeachesCat (Aug 13, 2011 4:59:16 PM)
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Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 4:59:31 PM)
(Sex in the backroom AHOY! *jokes*)

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 5:00:49 PM)
((LOL, lets do it! Finally posting Vincent's replie hehe))

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 5:07:42 PM)
Serena turned her attention faithfully to the stage, and watched the woman, of course the real interesting thing was her reaction to Vincent sitting with her. It made her lips purse slightly in amusement, and she looked at Vincent. "I think she has designs on you. I'm thankful I didn't drive here, my tires and paint job might not havve surived otherwise." She commented dryly, with a slight chuckle. "Are you having a relationship with that young lady? Beware messing around where you work, trust me, it leads to trouble." She watched performance, as trying to yell over the louder music was a tad annoying.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 5:11:01 PM)
*He leand up against the chair relaxing since it seemed that the club was calming down for the most part. And all of his attention was devoted to her now. His eyes rested on her still, those cole black eyes. Had passion, so much passion it wasnt funny. Being paired with that bad boy air. He could melt the coldest of hearts with his gaze. He pulled another cigarette from his pack. And placed it between his lips. Pausing before he lit it with a zippo. Then he nodded softly* Oh, i know the feeling.. I was feeling just the same way.. Back where i am from. Things where just getting lost, in the shuffle of the night. I think i started to loose myself. So i came here. *His eyes met her's as well, in that moment. He took a short drag from the cigarette, and spoke again* That is true, but i think alittle contradiction is nessesary to properly asses the current situation. And become something different for it. *He glanced towards, the woman on stage as she said that. Then he looked back to her. And shook his head sligh

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 5:11:16 PM)
slightly* She does.. But, there are things that stop that from happening. She works here, and i dont dip my pen in company ink so to speak. *He smirked slightly* Though i do feel sad for her.. She is a very nice girl. And needs a good man, i'd be that for her. But bad timing. *He shrugged slightly.*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 5:23:53 PM)
"I can see what she see's in you." She clucked her tongue slightly. "You are to young to be so cynical. The only thing stopping you two from being together is you. Sure...it would be complicated, but anything worth having in this world makes you vulnverable. Sometimes we need those things we shouldn't have to remind us what it is to be present in the moment. So much of life is lived in the past or the future, time slips like water through the cracks of our cupped hands, leaving behind only a vague trace of what could have been. The bitterest ashes are the moments we refused to live." She murmured these things, quietly, and age that went beyond her years filled her eyes. "Perhaps something will hapen that will bring you two together, or the moment will past into memory and give you something sweet to look back on? Or will you regret your hesitance? That's for you to find out, I guess."

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 5:36:38 PM)
*He smiled, and looked away from her for a moment. And down to the table, as he held the lit cigarette in his hand. He ran his tongue across his lips, as he listened to her. Then he looked back to her with a slight tilt of his head.* My cynical nature stems from a hard life, Claudia. I know what she and you see in me.. And i could agree with you on its me.. Part of me holds because honestly i dont want to hurt her.. My life style, wouldnt suit what she is looking for.. I am a free spirit driven by passion and fury. And i know it would end badly. Maybe one night, her and i could be something. But tonight, isnt that night. She knows i am here for her when she needs me and she is protected. But all i am to be now is a guardian, nothing more. *He paused and nodded* It is indeed something that i will find for myself. And life and time.. Are just like that. But sometimes, you find yourself with more then you know what to do with. Though lets talk about other things, what do you do for fun? *He higher spirited grin

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 5:37:18 PM)
spred across his lips. His passionate eyes, rested on her. His intrests where clear for the evening.*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 5:53:15 PM)
The answer to that question wouldn't have been masquerade friendly, she licked her lips slightly. "People watch. Long walks on the beach, reading, listening to music, and studying the occult. It's a hobby. Witches, Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, are apart of every culture the world has to offer, in some way, shape or form. They take on different aspects depending on the lore and religion of the time and culture, but its there. I like reading old stories, I guess." She alughed and shook her head. "And I wonder why I'm single...." Obviously poking fun at herself. "You can paint a zebra another color, but it is still a zebra! I'm a bit of a stuck-in-my-head nerd. Look at me! I come into a den of sin, only to strike up a philosophical discussion with a handsome man.That about sums it up, doesn't it?"

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:07:31 PM)
*He watched and listened, with a grin on his lips still. His eyes searched for a long moment. He arched a brow slightly for the breifest of moments, and smile alittle more. He traced out a small design on the table with his finger, idly.* hmmm.. Well i can relate to two of those things. I like to watch people and long walks on the beach too. I am not so much for the lores of old.. But i surely would love to hear some of them, from you.. If you are willing to sure them.. *He leaned in placing a hand on hers, his skin was only slightly cool. As his thumb traced her fingers.* And i personally dont think you are a nerd.. you're too pretty to be one. You might like to read and all that jazz.. but you're defently beautifull.. And you know what those are the best types of conversations to strike up. A contriction in its own right, wouldnt you think? Have you even looked at another in the past five minutes? Or has time stopped and your attention centered.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:08:04 PM)
(share not sure lol))

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:08:55 PM)
(and contridiction rather lol)

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 6:21:01 PM)
When she felt his hand on hers, she wondered what he tasted like. Guilt was soon to follow. This was the paradox of what they are. Predator and Prey, but far far more complicated. She wasn't so removed from her humanity that she didn't feel. No, the passions do not cease when one becomes Kindred. It just takes on a different form. Mental and emotional attraction is what turns the head of a Kindred. She would be lying if she said she wasnt interested, of course the complications that came with genuine attachment were all to real. Especially within the Tremere. Telling an old fart you want to hear their stories? Maybe she was just a sucker. "No...I haven't. I've been quite focused on you, actually and vice versa. It's funny...what I had envisioned this night to be in my head, and what it is becoming are two verey different things." She paused a moment dropping her eyes. "What time do you get off?"

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:29:24 PM)
*Nor did he stop feeling either, but he felt so differently about it. Guilt wasnt the feeling he felt it was but a longing to feel something more in the night. He was a predator, but not so much that he wanted to cause harm. He wanted that sweet release, and he wanted to provide her with one of another sort. Even though he tested fate so it would seem, what he was getting himself into he knew not. Passions ran high with his clan, and so did attachment. A smile slid across his lips, when she said that. And asked the question of when he was getting off of work. His fingers slipped into hers, and he caressed her fingers softly. His own touch was hard, and calloused yet compassionate.* Hmmm.. actually it might be here soon.. let me check.. *He reached into his pocket with his free hand pulling out his cell phone. And looked at the time, and smiled even more. Then slipped his phone back into his pocket, then looked back to her* Actually i have about 10 more minutes before my shift ends for the night.. Let me, go h

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:29:45 PM)
head to the back, and see if they need anything. Then we can hit the road, if you want.

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 6:37:32 PM)
She nodded without saying a word, letting her gaze stay on the table top, she wasn't sure what her eyes would tell if she met his. That was nothing good. It was the hunger, she told herself. She'd let it go to long. Even as the sentiment was born she knew it was only a part of the equation. After he had left the table, she laid down a tip and stood, smoothing out an invisible wrinkle in her clothing and her gaze went to the door. She could just leave. She could just run out that door and never come back. She could spare him the wonders and horror of being dragged into a relationship with a Kindred. Her sire had told he never look for companionship amongst the herd, that it only ended in tradgedy. The selfish nature of the Kindred always won out over human sentiments. Yet here she was standing at the crossroads.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 6:44:36 PM)
*As she nodded, with out a word he pause himself. Watching for a moment, then slowly stood up. Making his way to the back, his step was slow and easy as he felt the pull of hunger with in his own core. Centering back on what his own sire had tried to push into his mind. But as all brujah he had to buck, and kick at the very thought. After a moment of dealing with somethings in the back he came back out. Dress alittle differently this time, he had a white dress shirt over the black t-shirt, and a leather jacket on as well. Setting the bad boy image into play even more so. He made his way back over to her, as she stood there. Trying to decide what she was going to do. He tilted his head slightly, the hidden hunger in his eyes mixing with the passion that was always there.* Hmmm.. Are you ready? *He asked simply, his voice was smooth and easy as he spoke to her. And he extended his hand to her, for her to take so he could lead her out of the club*

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 6:51:36 PM)
The moment for flight had come and passed, and she took his hand, and let him lead her out of the club. She smiled privately at a wayward thought, and in her eyes the beast peered out .with the woman, giving her eyes a dark gleam. "Being a true New Yorker, I don't drive. So I guess I'll be trusting you not to ax murder me." She joked, her high heels crunching on the gravel pathway to the parking lot. She made a show of putting a little weight on his hand as if she was using him to steady herself in heels over the precarious ground. It was almost fun to play the human at times. You could say things and do things that you never would with fellow Kindred. She swore to herself she wouldn't hurt him, but even as she thought it she wasn't sure. You could never fully trust yourself. The beast was a tricky S.O.B.

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 7:02:56 PM)
*He grinned as she took his hand, and he lead her out of the club. He could see that look in her eyes as she looked at him. And as she stedied her self with his hand making the little show. He smiled alittle more at that, Some how he could sense it was just for him. How women, did those things. It only fed into that side of him, that he tried so hard to push back. For her safty, and his own as well. He chuckled softly, and shook his head. She could tell that he was very strong, her weight was nearly nothing for him to support.* That you'll be, and trust me. I aint going to axe murder you.. You're to pretty. *He winked, playfully. And lead her over to his car. It was a black 1972 chevelle with a drop top, the wheals where large. Dubs, infact. Just by the very look of it, it was custimised from end to end. He lead her over to the passanger side, and slid the key into the door unlocking it for her. And helping her inside, once inside she'd noticed everything was pure white except for the seats. He took great car

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 7:03:21 PM)
care of his car, and it smelt of leather. He made his way around to the other side, and slid in. Leaving the top up, so they would have privacy. He started the engine and it roared to life, as he looked to her.* So.. You said you like the beach.. Would you like to go their for awhile, then possibly back to your place or mine?

Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 7:08:00 PM)
She chuckled a little looking at the car. "You know..I have never understood the fascination with cars. It's just a machine that gets you from point a to b. I can appreciate that it looks awesome, but I don't claim to 'get it'." She slipped in, carefully, folding her skirt beneath her and putting on her seatbealt. Going through a windshield without a scratch would be hard to explain for the Kindred. "Sure...beach sounds awesome. I have never been, it is even a full moon tongiht. Should be beautiful." She thought a moment and chuckled. "Your place. Mine is full of boxes, clearly not ready for company."

Vincent Graves (Aug 13, 2011 7:10:14 PM)
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Serena Reed (Aug 13, 2011 7:10:33 PM)
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