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Jacen Silvermoon: ::leans wearily againist the barcounter, waiting for Nich to show up::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She faded in slowly, elegantly, a look of calm complacency resting on her deathly pale features; that black Versace hugging her toned flesh, and beyond raven gossamer tendrils flowing down her back::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::sighes and runs a hand through his hair casually, Joyeux hanging at his hip::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles slightly, always one for dramatic entrances isn't she?:: I'm glad you got my invitation

DarkViciousVamp: ::She turned her blood red orbs of solemnity to Jacen and smiled slightly, though unsure of where they were, more in a metahporical sense of being than anything literal or physical; the last time they'd spoken, things were interrupted, you could say:: Good eve m'lord Jacen. Tis truly a pleasure to see thee again. how art thou?

DarkViciousVamp: ::She closed her eyes and winced very slightly, then opened them again::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles ruefully and shrugs, his jade green eyes watching her coolly:: I've been better..had a lot of things happen as of late, but today has been better

DarkViciousVamp: Mayhaps tis a bad time for thee ::her eyes gentle and yet something in them spoke volumes of untold sadness...she pressed a palid hand to her growling stomach and turned to leave; we were ravenous but would not be rushed; we would rather continue to starve::

Jacen Silvermoon: No no, it's alright. I was ambushed the other day... Joyeux was stolen from me. Talon and I have retrieved her again though.. ::smiles and reaches out, placing a hand gently on her shoulder:: Don't go please

DarkViciousVamp: ::She paused just as she had began to fade, turning slightly back, that lush sable twisting around her frame to caress her tighter yet, revealing slightly more of her curvature with her movement:: Thou wisheth that I should stay then, m'lord?

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles and nods slowly:: I wouldn't have called you out here if I didn't want you to stay...

DarkViciousVamp: ::Her stomach fairly roared; we worried a bit, for if we drank him now, it might be too vicious, our thirst had peaked some days before; we didn't want to hurt him:: Mayhaps I shouldst find an unsuspecting... ::She trailed off and looked to the ground::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks down at the ground as well, feeling a sense of rejection:: Um...okay...if you really would like to go...

DarkViciousVamp: ::She looked off seemingly into nothing, a far-away look to her pupilless cardinal eyes, they were the color of blood, and blood is what she craved now more than she could adequately express; as our thirst increased, our manners diminished, we became more and more the dark and vicious creature of sin that was our title, and less of the refined creature that usually characterized us; today we had killed a few more than usual... she almost felt guilt, but her thirst demanded her full attention:: I do not wish to leave, I only worry.... it troubleth me... I do not wish to hurt thee

Jacen Silvermoon: ::looks at her curiously:: Hurt me?? ::cocks his head to one side and gazes at her intently::

DarkViciousVamp: The more I thirst, m'lord, the more ravenously, viciously, violently I feed...

Jacen Silvermoon: ::shuffles about some, a bit uneasy from her comment:: Oh... I see.....

DarkViciousVamp: I ask for thy apologies if I have upset thee...

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Smiles and shakes his head vehemently:: No no, of course not...you haven't upset me. Not at all..here let me get us some drinks eh?

Jacen Silvermoon: ::turns quickly and walks behind the bar, searching the shelves for a drink to suit their purpose::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She turned fully to face him now, something close to carnal desperation in her scarlet depths; we knew that if we did not drink soon, we would be no more:: Aye, twould ... ::She trails off again and clutches her side with a slight wince::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::turns curiously to regard her and turns back around with the drinks in hand, one slightly redder in tint::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::walks back to her and grins slightly, eyeing her playfully:: I...accidently scraped my knuckles along the counter there. I'm afraid some may have dripped into your glass...

DarkViciousVamp: ::She raised a trembling hand, noticed her unconscious movements, stared at it, incredulous, and forced it still with a little difficulty::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Raises his hand and holds his scraped knuckle before her as if in proof of his claim::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She forced a smile, her fangs glinting in the light::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She eyed the wound and almost gasped audibly with desire ::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles once more and holds the glass out to her:: Oh, don't be alarmed fair Nich, tis only a flesh wound...I surely won't....BLEED to death...

DarkViciousVamp: ::She had to force herself not to pounce on him and puncture without a second thought::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::licks his knuckle and eyes her shiestily:: There's a lot more where that came from....

DarkViciousVamp: ::Something animalistic washed over her palid face::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::watches her intently, fearing he may have stepped a bit too far over the line::

DarkViciousVamp: ::Looking utterly demonic for a moment, she raised her arms slightly and flew back, landing gracefully perched, poised on an empty chair across the room behind her::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::smiles again, as if calling her bluff. A feeling of victory rushing over him, he merely grins and stands where he is, the two glasses still in hand::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She trembled and shook; trying desperately to control herself, but slowly, surely, losing the battle::

Jacen Silvermoon: You appear.....disturbed Nich. Is everything alright tonight? ::watches her concerningly:: You ARE distressed about this all....

DarkViciousVamp: I have not eaten for far too long, and I fear it affects me adversely, m'lord ::She speaks with a feigned and forced refinement now::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Nods slowly, knowing that this is surely no game:: Very well... ::he steps a bit closer to her still:: shall I...aid you however I can?

DarkViciousVamp: ::She rose and walked to him slowly; we took the redder glass and it was empty in a millisecond::

DarkViciousVamp: Aye that thou certainly may

DarkViciousVamp: ::Eyeing his neck hungrily::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::steps in closer to her and whsipers:: It would be an...honor to help you fair Nich

DarkViciousVamp: ::She closed her eyes momentarily in a vain attempt to calm herself; we took a breath and again forced ourself not to pounce on him, pin him to the ground, and drink him dry::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She slowly tongued over her partly bared fangs::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::runs his hand gently along her cheek and slowly runs his fingers to her lips, running his forefinger along her fangs::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She trembled and very nearly launched herself at his exposed neck::

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Presses his finger up against her fang and causes a small trickle of blood to run down his hand, and quickly pulls away his hand before she takes it off::

DarkViciousVamp: ::She turned her head to the side and snarled:: I must drink, now

Jacen Silvermoon: ::Grins playfully:: Nope sorry. Can't...I gotta get up early tomorrow. Big day and all, you know how it is...

DarkViciousVamp: ::She took one last longing look at him and faded; too fargone was the chance to feed only partially, she was forced to kill in order to survive:: I care for thee, and so... I must go... I do not wish to kill thee

DarkViciousVamp: ::All that is left of her is that unique and alluring scent::