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Post by damon julius valyntine on Jun 19, 2011 19:10:03 GMT -5
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Damon was tired of searching for Senca. It would probably be easier if he just sat down somewhere and waited for her to walk past. The book store, probably, but he'd sit there and die of boredom before she came in. He ran his hands through his back hair, pursing his lips. The sun was just beginning to sink over the horizon, and the vampire were starting to emerge. Damon had been out all day, seeing as the sunlight didn't bother him. It was the breed he was that kept the sunlight from burning him. Lucky. He could still act like a human if he wanted to. He stopped at a little food kiosk, sitting down at a two person table, resting his elbows on it and putting his face in his hands. What if Senca was already a slave? He would have to get her out. What if she was dead? He'd rip the person that killed her apart. What if she was married somewhere? Damon blinked. What would he do than? Nothing. What could he do? Kill him, and make her even more pissed off at him? An annoyed sigh left his lips. She was going to hate him anyways for what he was. With that in mind, how was he supposed to convince her to let him change her? Promise the protection? No... He'd probably have to do it by force, but that would make her disown him. Cast him away. Dammit. He was at a loss in his mind right now. Maybe she would let him? Damon blinked. What if she was already a vampire? A grin pulled his lips back. Than he wouldn't have to worry about a damn thing.
Damon was already entertained with the position he held with the Clan. All of the female vampires wanted him. Lusted for him like they lusted for blood. It was quite pathetic, but if he ever just needed that release, he wouldn't have to go hunting for it. He stood back up, pushing the chair in and moving on down the street. He decided to throw on a black, v-neck t-shirt and a simple pair of jeans and simple black slip-on shoes that were quite comfortable and still looked good. His hair was a touseled mess on his head, but it still looked perfect. His eyes were as blue as a crystal, and those who passed by took a double-take when he looked at them. They were quite haunting and his best feature. Nothing compared to his eyes. It was funny though, because no one in his family ever had blue eyes. They had brown or hazel, and he could remember Senca's doe-brown eyes. He grit his teeth. He missed his sister. That was for sure. It had been almost twelve years since he'd last seen her and damn it was getting to be too long. They had gotten so close after their parent's were killed and to be ripped away and taken half-way across the country had been hard, but now he was back and he would find her if it was the last thing he did.
In his distraction, he accidently bumped into someone. He reached out to grab them, in case they were human, his shoulders latching around their shoulders. "Sorry." he mumbled, shaking his head and looking at them.
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Post by isabelle seo on Jun 22, 2011 19:08:39 GMT -5
Outfit: click Tags: isabelleSEO&damonVALYNTINE Notes: d'awwwwwwh
Isabelle looked through her wardrobe and grew annoyed with herself. For a girl who loved to get dressed up and look her best, she was disappointed with her clothes. Most everything was torn more than she usually liked and nothing seemed to be right anymore. Most of her things were destroyed in her line of work, but that was to be expected. She picked out a pair of black shorts, a white shirt and her favorite type of stockings. Her five inch boots completed the outfit. Belle only stood about five foot one, the shoes was necessary for anyone to take her seriously. She let a vampire child tie ribbons in her hair the other day, but figured they looked fine still. She didn't mind spending time with the coven's younger members, it made her think about the future she might have had with her former lover. She straightened up and checked her reflection. Good enough to take a little trip to Crash Bang Boom for new clothes. Armed with a wallet full of cash from selling her designs to the coven leader, she let a smile play on her lips, she would have a lot of fun with this trip. Clothes and shoes made her life that much happier. Considering she was also a female who could hold her own against some of the best fighters in the coven, she considered herself well rounded.
By the time she reached the punk store, Isabelle resembled a kid in a candy store, walking to all of the racks, trying to find her size and her style. She loved it all. When the store opened, she spent most of her money. It was business attire, she defended to her coven leader, she couldn't make sutiable weapons if she couldn't be comfortable. She was barely paying attention when she felt someone crash into her, since she was already off balance from how she was standing and the height of the boots, Belle fell not too gracefully onto her butt. So much for the vampire grace. She felt her cheeks flush when she looked up and saw the male who knocked her down. His hand went out to help her up, such a gentlemen. His bright blue eyes and dark hair screamed vampire. His flawless good looks helped too. She smiled a little bit, happy that he wasn't human. Ever since what happened with- she just couldn't stand many humans. "It's fine, I wasn't paying too much attention." It was true, she was trying to figure out if she wanted the black dress or the white one, something that seemed to trivial now that she was looking at this delicious vampire.
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Post by damon julius valyntine on Jun 23, 2011 19:24:09 GMT -5
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It's fine, I just wasn't paying to much attention. Yeah, neither was I. he thought, running his hand through his hair. Yeah... I should have been more careful. he said softly, a grin pulling up the corner of his mouth, lighting up his bright blue eyes. She was a wild looking thing with her bright red hair and her childish outfit. He remembered the days when girls like that freaked him the fuck out. He would steer clear from them and when they came close he'd dip out before they could breathe two breaths at him. Now, he didn't really give a damn. He was a vampire now and he had seen so much worse and so much more freaky than girls like... Shit. What was her name? He didn't even know yet. I feel even more rude now. I know you down, and now I'm forgetting to introduce myself. I'm Damon, and you are...? As he spoke, his blue eyes twinkled with mischeif. Yeah, he looked like the type of guy that was cocky, arrogant, an asshole, and just a complete douche, and well... Most of it was true. He was a young vampire and his abilities were maturing rather quickly. He knew he had the looks and he knew he had the body to get any girl he wanted. He flaunted it about a lot of the time, but didn't really get pleasure in it. He felt like a dick after doing it for so long, so he tried to keep it toned down. He was curious about this little thing standing before him. Even in her massive boots, she still only came to his chin. It was cute, he thought. He felt rude thinking it, but she looked like someone you'd find at one of those hit-and-dip places. She seemed kinky. Maybe that would be something he could explore later.
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IT SUCKS, I KNOW.
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