DarkViciousVamp: ::usually would have perked up her ears at mav's continual mention of blood but she was way beyond being staisfied with the blood she had just taken to pay him any notice::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she took a quiet breath and merely felt his hand dance over her::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::turns his face to nuzzle softly into the nape of her neck, breathing in deeply her scent and then exhaling slowly, his warm breath playing across her smooth pale neck::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles softly though she can not see his face:: We should...do that again sometime...

DarkViciousVamp: ::ooo the neck; she shivered hard and brought her hands to play with his hair:: aye, that we definitely should m'lord

Jacen Silvermoon: ::feeling her shiver he grins and continues to caress her slowly with his hand while staying nuzzled into her neck. Then, for a fleeting moment he nips at her neck and plays his tounge across her neck, seeming to enjoy the game of playing the part of a vampire::

DarkViciousVamp: methinks i shall dub thee the personal bloodbank of Nichollette ::as her black manicured nails lightly raked at his scalp; and once again, she shivered::

Jacen Silvermoon: :;the playfully nip not bringing any blood he exhales quietly again and stays againist her neck::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::considers what that title would mean and moans with exciteful anticipation:: With pleasure fair Nich...

DarkViciousVamp: ::she grinned at his acceptance::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::slowly, reluctantly, he lifts himself from he nook in Nich's neck and looks at her, the color returning moreso to his face and his eyes reverting to their normal shade of jade green:; I feel a bit....better now.

DarkViciousVamp: tis good to hear, m'lord

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles a bit weakly to her and nods, reaching for his glass of wine::

DarkViciousVamp: thy strength will fully return to thee in time ::she gazed gently upon him::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::sips from his glass, nodding in recognition to her words, his reaction times already returning more to his state before the drink::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::sets the glass down, having taken a deep long drink from it and leans back in his chair, his head resting againist the wall, partially for support and partially because he lapses into a moment of thought. Absentmindedly his right hand glides slowly down to rest on Nich's thigh, caressing it gently every now and then::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she leaned back in her chair a bit and closed her pupilless blood red pools::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::glances at Nich a playful grin crossing his face:: I don't think I desire to "catch" any vampire, Fair Nich. I am perfectly happy with my sole vampire friend that I currently have.. ::winks at her and sips his wine::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she blinked and then grinned at him mischeviously::

DarkViciousVamp: knoweth thou, m'lord Jacen, that thou art one of very few mortals that i care to associate myself with? ::she grinned, feigning haughtiness::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at Nich:; Yes, I was aware of the fact indeed. ::pauses a moment:: I think..after tonight..you'll have another reason to associate with this one... ::thinking back about her comment on a bloodbank::

DarkViciousVamp: aye, there is that as well

DarkViciousVamp: ::she smirked, and ran a hand gently over his cheek::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::watches as Lu embraces Nich, his eyes narrowing venomously::

DarkViciousVamp: ::her hand flew to her .45::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she sighed and lowered her raven head::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at Lu unconcerned:: I care not, who I piss off, espescially you. I suggest you watch who you call boy...

DarkViciousVamp: ::she looked angrily to Lu:: leave him be, i prithee

Lu Watchman: ::looks to nicholette:: I wont hurt him

DarkViciousVamp: aye ::she nodded::

Lu Watchman: But he needs to learn when to be angry and when to not be

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks up at Lu, still unconcerned::

DarkViciousVamp: we are alright now, i hope, m'lords ::as she looked from Lu to Jacen expectantly::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::considers over what Lu said and ponders it. Then, seeming not to care either way he shrugs , realizing he has no right to be so angry anyway, and merely sips his wine:: your relationship with Nich is not of my concern, but I reiterate myself...do not call me ::pauses, venom dripping from the word:: boy, again..

DarkViciousVamp: ::she walked to Jacen and gently caressed his cheek with a deathly pale hand; we whispered:: do not concern thyself with ::and trailed off, speaking meaningless yet soothing syllables::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::grumbles something incoherrant and merely nods to Nich. Promptly sitting back down he uncorks the bottle of wine and refills his cup, sipping it eagerly, a scowl on his face::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::notices nothing about the bar, glaring intently at his glass of wine. Grumbling something under his breath again he drinks heavily from the glass again, ignoring all::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::finishes off the glass of wine after his third swig. Snatches up the bottle and pours another glass, slamming the bottle on the table::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she looked at Jacen for a long moment, her crimson depths of eerie eyes revealing an almost disappointment, then turned her head away and walked to a dark corner and sat at an empty table::

DarkViciousVamp: ::her voice flat, she spoke icily to him:: if thou seeketh to drink thyself into a mindless stupor, i suggest thou considereth a stronger drink... ::then fell into silence and brooded, idly clicking at the pearl handles of her guns with perfectly kept black nails::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she growled softly and clicked at the handles of her guns still::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::glances up at Nich, a dark scowl on his face, obviously most upset with something:: I'm not drunk. Hell, I'll never BE drunk off this wine. That is besides the point. I drink not to enter into a drunken stupor. ::swiftly rises to his feet, standing straight and rigid:: Do you honestly believe I've actually been DRUNK all those times I've been stumbling around like a fool?! It was all merely a facade!! To lower everyone's expectations about me...so that I might lure my parents' captors out into making an attempt to attack ME! ::throws a glance at the occupied Lu:: Apparently my act has worked a little TOO well. ::scowling deeper:: I am considered to be nothing in here but a mere mortal and it infuriates me! I could fight just as well, if not better than some of those over there, who have treated me the same. Though I dare not step forward to defend my honor because of two reasons...my parents' captors will then never step against me, and because those that I would need to defend my honor against are so..so high and mighty as vampires! Even if I was as skilled a fighter as one, there would be NO WAY for me to actually stand a chance! And so I sit in silence, day and night accepting the ridicule of being a....BOY, and I grow tired of it all dammit!! ::yells angrily and hurls his glass against the wall, shattering it to many small pieces. Stands, looking face to face with Nich, trying to control his anger and not fully direct it towards his friend:: THAT is why I drink this childish stuff, because there is nothing else I CAN do!

DarkViciousVamp: ::she looked at him in calm calculation::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at Nich rigidly, standing tall before her. an expressionless look on his face::

DarkViciousVamp: tis a pity for thee...

DarkViciousVamp: ::she turned away from him and faded without another word::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at Lu swiftly and waves his hand, dismissing it:: I don't not speak out now for pity. I speak because I'm tired of the act, and tired of it ALL

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at Lu, who can apparently fight and hold a heart to heart at the same time and blinks at him:: No...you have nothing to apologize for stranger..it is not you I am mad at.

DarkViciousVamp: ::she faded back in and spoke in a smooth controlled tone:: if thou wilt excuse me, m'lord Jacen, i have the need to-- ::she halted herself, drew her pistols, and walked to the door::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::watches as Nich stalks away, pistols in hand, curiously, and no longer being surprised by anything this place has to offer, merely shrugs::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she turned back as she reached the doorway, the pearl handled weapons shaking slightly clutched in her palid hands as they trembled, she braced herself, pressed those hands up against the doorframe, and took a shallow breath; we wiped all expression from our face, and gazed expressionlessly at the clearly disturbed mortal who had recently erupted in her face::

DarkViciousVamp: mayhaps thou art not deserving of it, but thou hast my pity, nevertheless

Jacen Silvermoon: ::turns and faces Nich, somewhat calmed from his explosion but still a bit upset, he looks at her questioningly::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she returned the gaze unblinking, and did not speak another word::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::takes a tentative step towards Nich:: Nich..wait..::eyes the pistols in her hands, still unsure what she is doing:: let me explain ::takes another step and offers his hand to her though she be across the room:; I..I did not mean to... ::trails off, looking at Nich, his face expressionless, but his jade green eyes filled with sadness.::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::a look of apology fills them as he stands there, hand extended to her, not fully knowing what's just happened::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she leaned weakly against the doorframe:: i know not what to say to thee

DarkViciousVamp: ::she returned and released a tired sigh::

Jacen Silvermoon: And I know not what to do Nich. But please..I'm sorry..::his eyes lower some as he can no longer look at her, his gaze coming to rest at the floorboards at his feet:: I--I... ::sighes, then speaks barely heard over the commotion of the bar:: Forgive me?

DarkViciousVamp: ::she walked slowly to Jacen and peered into his face::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::returns her gaze unblinkingly, staring into her pupilless eyes:; Please..

DarkViciousVamp: ::she laid a palid hand on his cheek and leaned forward to gently kiss it, then stepped back and spoke in her soothing tone:: i forgive thee

Jacen Silvermoon: :;looks at Nich and can merely nod, too dazed from all that just happened to do anything else::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she sat tiredly in the nearest chair and raised a pale delicate hand to cradle her raven head::

Jacen Silvermoon: :;looks at Nich and moves to sit next to her, to talk to her, to further help repair the relationship he nearly shattered, but first he must do something else...::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Turning towards Lu, he walks steadily to the (man, vamp, deamon, I know not what you are still)::

Lu Watchman: Runic Vampire

DarkViciousVamp: ::the dim light of the place shone reflectively off her flowing hair, she shook very slightly::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::walks to the vampire and stops before him, staring the being square in the eyes::

Jacen Silvermoon: And I apologize to you as well....my actions...were rash and uncalled for. I offer no explantaion for none would justify all I did. ::extends his hand to Lu unshakingly::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at the other with respect:: I trust, perhaps in time, we may be better comrades.

Jacen Silvermoon: ::nods, taking Lu's silence as agreement and turns, walking away::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::takes a few steps and then stops, looking to Nich, seated at her table and debates what to do next. To go to her and try to repair things or respect her privacy and leave her be::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::sighes, figuring acting a little more humble tonight couldn't hurt him any walks slowly for her table::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she smiled softly::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::pauses standing in front of her table respectively:: May I sit?

DarkViciousVamp: aye, thou may

Jacen Silvermoon: ::walks around to the other side of the table and sits down quietly next to Nich::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she turned her crimson depths to look into him and chose not to speak just yet::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::gazes at her for a moment, looking for the right words:: I--I... ::pauses and lowers his gaze slightly, not being able to look upon her directly anymore, the guilt being too much:: I'm sorry Nich. Truly I am, for acting the way I did earlier..

DarkViciousVamp: methinks thou art a troubled soul ::She whispered::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::nods his head slowly, as if the action was heavily burdened:: And you are right...that I am...

DarkViciousVamp: ::she blinked, rich long black as night lashes sweeping down to conceal the curiosities that were her eyes:: tis a pity, and thou hast my sincere hope to one day find someone or something to help thee ease thy suffering and strife ::she trailed off; ::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::sighes deeply, holding his tounge, choosing not to reply to her remark. How could he, reply with an honest answer when she would merely dismiss it? No, he could not bear that. Not now anyway..::

DarkViciousVamp: ::she sighed faintly and raised a paild hand to gently massage the ache out of her throbbing temple, crossing her legs, and leaning back; we closed our eyes::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::watching her as she sits wearily, he reaches gently out to her, touching her lightly on the knee. Gone now, his thoughts of his pride, his ego and his fears, looking only to console her:: I--:;pauses:: What can I do to help dear Nich? I'm sorry for bringing you such discomfort...

DarkViciousVamp: tis not thy fault that i am so vexed, m'lord ::she grimaced softly:: i have had to suffer through this ::she gestured to her temple; the cause of her strife:: for near three hundred years, i am used to it, to be sure, by now. so do not trouble thyself... ::a fresh new wave of pain rushed through her head and she winced::

At this point Lance was untimely kicked offline and things ended like that...-_-