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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jun 19, 2011 11:51:10 GMT -5
   Work. Senca didn't mind it, but she didn't like it very much, either. Dealing with those pitiful vampire slaves and the actual vampire themselves. It got old when most of the time, they were slobbering over her in an attempt to draw her in and capture her. She wasn't exactly... availiable though. She was an asset to the Inn. She kept the vampires entertained and out of the Trader's hair until he was ready to send out the next slave to be traded. Plus, most of the vampires found her to be eye candy and they enjoyed messing with her. Senca could remember when she first started working here and a vampire confronted her. She nearly wet herself. It didn't take long for her to realize that they wouldn't bother her. She was under lock and key here. Nearly untouchable in the confines of these walls. Plus, she had a place to stay that was safe as well, so she didn't have to hide in the safehouse like the other free humans did. Senca has gotten quite a few dangerous looks from those that truely did want her when she told them it was impossible and they might as well stop wasting their breath. They always wanted what they couldn't have, and it amused her to no end that she could play that card. She had to be careful with it though, so the tables didn't turn and she was thrown out on her ass, giving those who were turned down, free rein to come after her.
A chain rattled, and Senca turned her doe-brown eyes to the door as another slave came in, a collar around her neck with a chain attached. Senca pursed her lips. The girl seemed pleased. That disgusted her even more. She didn't find it at all cute when someone walked in with a chain aroudn their neck like they were some kind of dog and kept in a cage like an animal. It turned her stomach. Another set of footsteps sounded in the Inn's main room and she watched him. A vampire. She could tell by the way he moved. The grace of his steps and how he made it seem so easy to walk like that. He sat down at a table, his movements fluid and perfect. It was scary at how easy they could do such a thing. Senca turned her gaze to the waitress that hurried out, a small collar around her neck. She was one of the Inn's slaves, and she was a sweetheart. Senca felt terrible that she had to abide by the rules and treat her as one, but if she wanted to keep her job and her safety, she had to, and the girl understood it as well. The vampire didn't reach for her like most of them did in an attempt to pull a scream from the young girl's lips, but instead ordered and handed her the menu without looking up. Her eyes narrowed at bit as she watched him. The servant came around the bar and quickly and quietly told Senca that he wanted a drink, anything that she wanted to give him. "Than why didn't he just come to the bar and order form here?" Senca mumbled to herself, grabbing a bottle of whiskey.
After she made the rough, but rather smooth drink, she walked around the end of the bar and set the glass on the table. If you need anything else, just let myself or the girl know. Senca told him, before turning to walk back over to the bar.
 WORDS! five ninety eight
OUTFIT! click.
STATUS! complete
TAGS! open
NOTES! its meant more for a male vampire, hopefully for a plot with gabriel, but anyone can jump on it.
INSPIRATION! n/a
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade
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Post by gabriel alexander harper on Jun 22, 2011 23:33:42 GMT -5
Gabriel had always wanted to go to one of the human sales, but he could never get away from his tamer duties long enough. His captives were all asleep for the night, all comfortable in their chains. He ordered a drink with one of the Inn captives and waited for it. The room was full for the night and he was excited to see how it would be. He had seen tons of his friends walk back to the coven house with a little toy for themselves and he was tired of dealing with the defiant little whores everyone else passed onto him. He wanted something shiny and new. So when he heard that they were selling a virgin, he was positive that he was going to have her. A nice virgin would be so good. He would take her nice and slowly, hopefully she wasn't going to act like a bitch. The last virgin he had, it had to be quickly since she was screaming and hitting him. Dumb, dumb little girl.
When he got his drink, he smiled up at the girl. She was pretty, she even looked like she would be innocent. Some girls just had that virgin look to them. He smiled when he saw her and stood up instantly. "So what exactly is a beautiful woman like you, doing here with a bunch of vampires?" He followed her back to the bar and got a closer seat for the show. He was excited about fucking a virgin, that was for damn sure, but if he could take two in one night. Well that would be a success story. Something to tell people for years to come. He tilted back his drink and enjoyed the warmth of the whiskey. A few more of these and he would be completely ready for his purchase. "Do you have a name, beautiful?" Gabriel had one thing and only one thing in mind, would he be able to fuck her and how long it would take to get to that point. Gabriel was an asshole who loved sex more than anything in the world.
notes: probably my crappiest post ever, my muse for Gabriel is shot.
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jun 23, 2011 12:01:38 GMT -5
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Post by gabriel alexander harper on Jul 1, 2011 12:26:31 GMT -5
Gabe could tell he was setting her on edge, he didn't mind. When women were scared of him, it made his life so much easier. He took a seat at the bar and watched her clean out a glass. "Beautiful woman like you, you could be so much happier with the vampires." Oh she would be taken care of, all she had to do was donate some blood every once in a while. Gabriel wouldn't mind getting the know the woman. He would want her as a part of his harem. "What does your name mean to me? Well I wouldn't want to moan out the wrong name later." Yeah, he was that confident in his abilities with a woman. He took a sip of his drink and watched her.
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Post by senca marie valyntine on Jul 3, 2011 12:10:48 GMT -5
Senca wasn't at all afraid of him. He wouldn't touch her. He wasn't that stupid. What he said, made her set the glass down and lookat him as if he he had insulted her. He pretty much did. "Happier with the vampires? No thank you. I like my freedom and not having something latched to my throat every ten minutes." she snapped, narrowing her brown eyes at him. She put the clean glass under the counter and grabbed another that had been placed on the bar to be cleaned. She set it back on the dish rack, which was beginning to become full. She turned her eyes back to him when he said he didn't want to be moaning the wrong one later. "You won't be moaning anything later that has anything to do with me." she said, well, rather growled. He wouldn't touch her. She would make sure of them.
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Post by gabriel alexander harper on Jul 5, 2011 19:51:59 GMT -5
Gabe knew there was no chance he was going to sleep with her. But, until she realized that he knew it, it would just be fun to mess with her. He took a sip of his drink and held the glass up, motioning that he wanted another one. "Going to need a few of these tonight, love. You might want to stick around." He laughed when she said that he wouldn't be moaning anything that had to do with her that night. "A straight laced human like you, seems that maybe a good vampire fucking will be just what you need to get the stick out of your tight ass." He was one of those people without a filter. He would just say whatever came to mind and hope that it worked out for the best.
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