How soon is now? [Dane]

[emilyparker]

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Emily just sat on that bar alone; life had just turned its back on her and dove right into a drain without asking her so, why not drink a whole bar if she wanted that night just to make her feel better? She’s always being the “good girl” the one to carry solo the family’s magical heritage,, left everything behind to re-conciliate with her sister because she was pregnant and she refused to be an absent aunt and in a second, her sister and father pushed her out the door… Ok, maybe she shouldn’t have put a spell on her niece to see if she was magical, she knew even when she was doing it that it was wrong but she couldn’t deny her of her gifts ‘cause knowing her sister, that’s exactly what she would have done, repress her to the point of her giving them up, the magic line had to carry on, it existed for over 400 years and she wasn’t going to let it end with her.
The realization that she was alone hit her hard and without a second to react when she almost died on her last hunt, would she even be missed if she’d be suddenly gone? One of her worst nightmares coming true so, hell yes if she drowned herself in alcohol that night or attempted to.
The place was exactly the same as all the other bars she’s been in after hunts; same low lights, same jukebox, same high stools, mirrors and neon sign above the counter and the same old smell of alcohol in the air; looking around and playing with the bourbon glass on her hand, Emily imagined the lives of the ones around her, were they as dead inside as her? Were they as empty inside as her? The only thing that kept her on her two feet or from putting a bullet into her brain for the moment was the look in the eyes of the innocents she saved but, how long would that last before that wasn’t even comforting anymore, before she’d hit rock bottom and no hand what so ever to help her? If she’d know the answer to that question she’d know when to put an end to her suffering.

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[Dane Iain Papillion]

Dane, he was a man on a mission, a mission to find his little sister and he had found her a while back. She was his pride and joy he searched and searched and searched for her and the he found her and her blonde locks. She was living with a family full of hunters. It made him wonder if they knew what she is? He wasn’t sure how to get to her so he had set up this other vampire to be acted by hunters where he could sweep in and save the day and send him to do his dirty work and he be his sister friend to try to turn her back his way. He was rather pleased with himself, and that sappy holiday was coming up soon the one that made his insides buckle and petrify at the thought of sweet romance. It was making him want to vomit. He walked into this cheesy bar and his eyes scrolled over the patronage were they all happy about the gross holiday that is around the corner? He had plans for his sister on that day oh yes he did…things that would make her cry surely. Would they make her run back to him though?

He slipped onto an open stool at the bar, calling over the bartender for a drink. “Whiskey Please.” said slyly with a smirk upon his lips. He turned to look at the people all around him. He seen some brunette at the bar that seemed to be drowning herself at the bar. Why would someone like her be drowning herself at the bar? She seemed pretty enough did a boyfriend just dump her? He smirked at that and thought maybe he could play with her a little. He liked to play games. It was his thing. Cat and mouse was a real fun game, and he wasn’t exactly human either. He could hear her heart beat along with all the other flesh bags in this bar. She was a human and he was sure she was nice and tasty. Sweet like melted chocolate dipped in strawberries. Now, he was just making himself hungry at the thought and he would surely have to eat soon.

“Now, why is it that a pretty thing such as yourself is sitting here all by your lonesome?” he spoke softly. She had to have someone like all these other people at the bar. “ Did your boyfriend stand you up?” He asked her. It was his lame attempt at making conversation. It has been a while since he had flirted about he was usually with his pack or searching for his sister. Finding her had been his man objective and not that he had he could play around and have a little fun. Fun was good especially if it ended with someone all bloody. He ‘mmmed’ softly to himself at the thought of blood. “ Or perhaps maybe it was your girlfriend." he asked arching his brow slightly to have a better look at her. He had no idea she hunts things like him or that she was a it witch it wasn’t as if they have different scents the only thing different about people are the perfume they mask themselves with. There hearts beat all the same and their blood flows freely once the vein is severed. If she was an emotional little thing she really would be fun to play with. He sipped his drink looking at her.

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[emilyparker]

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Emily looked at a side when she heard a man’s voice speaking, she just wanted to make sure it wasn’t coming from her head, it had been a while since anyone dare to spoke to her, much less try to flirt with her, not that Emily wasn’t gorgeous, she just lost hope in ever to find someone. Before talking to him, she looked around; yeah, he was talking to her, took a sip of her drink and smiled slightly
“No boyfriend or gilfriend, just me and myself tonight…”
The arching of his brown didn’t go unnoticeable for Emily who rose a brow too, no matter what, guys would always get horny at the thought of two woman together. Emily snorted and took a sip of her drink
“So, you are THAT kind of guy… go figure… who knew that someone as beautiful as you could be that kinky…”
Downed all the rest of the drink and slammed the glass hard on the counter, looked at the bartender and montioned his hand to pour more whiskey on it, when he did, she raised it and tilted her head
“I’m Emily, nice to meet ya”
Said and drank the hole glass in one shot, placed it hard on the counter again and looked at him
“I could ask you the same thing, you know? ‘why is it that a pretty thing such as yourself is sitting here all by your lonesome?’ I believe the question was”
Said smiling, oh yeah, she had good memory but it was even better drunk and that was exactly what she was beginning to look like, the alcohol’s effect was taking in her small body.

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[Dane Iain Papillion]

The woman seemed to be shocked that he was actually speaking to her. Did people not speak to her often? She is a pretty little thing so it made him wonder why she wasn’t talked to often? Did she have some bad trait that drove them away from her? He couldn’t see one thus far, but she seemed rather keen to drink herself to death. Dane asked her if she had a boyfriend or girlfriend you know in case she swong that way and all. You never could tell these days. He had to find a way to rip his sister and that girl she is seeing apart seeing , he has his plans in motion of course. He hoped to have her running back to him in no time if things go as smoothly as he planned.

She told him that she didn’t have a girlfriend or a boyfriend and it was just her and I find that hard to believe that you don’t have someone waiting at home for you.“ He had taken the drink he ordered and downed the shot, and called over for another. Perhaps she had very bad break up and was here to drink her sorrows away. “Do pry tell what kind of kinky dude you think I am? I want to know..” he said, and she downed another. Did she think he was kinky because he asked her if she had a girlfriend? Hell, what fella didn’t like to see two woman going at it, but was that the reason or had it been something else. She had introduced herself as Emily. “What a beautiful name for such a pretty little thing. I am Dane. Pleasure to meet you. I am new around town so why don‘t you tell me what is fun around this joint.” It was true Dane was new to this town seeing as he had been traveling about looking for his dear sister.

She had rebutted his question back to him asking him what he was doing their all by his lonesome. “Hmmm that is a difficult question. Me, like I said I am new to these neck of the woods, and I am searching for the right lady and well was trying to locate my dear sister who ran away.” He had told her and that was the half-truth really. He knew whom he wanted, but some people might find it sick, but he didn’t care. He had this obsession with her. It can’t be helped. “Another one bar keep.” he called after the tender. “Keep em coming. Can I buy you a drink, Emily?.” He asked. She would either accept or refuse who knows perhaps she wanted to be alone, but hey he could use her a little in some ways seeing as he is a devious guy.

Some would say twisted and sick guy, but meh what the heck do they know. When he is done with her thought she won’t know what hit her. He could hear her heart beating in her chest like he could all the others, their veins were nice and ripe and ready for ripping. It made his mouth water a little for the taste of that crimson liquid and he was sure hers tasted sweet like the most expensive chocolate in the world. Dane mmmmmmmed at the thought but pretended it was “A Few of these always hit the spot.” he told her with and winked.

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thread title How soon is now?
location bars
wearing coming soon
tags Emily
notes and what not the bleh goes here
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[emilyparker]

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“Well on the sister department I can’t really help you and I doubt very much I can be the ‘right Lady’ but I’m sure we can have a nice time right here and now”
He screamed for every pore of his skin to want sex and hell he was hot enough; Emily is not the type that has one night stands but if he would offer, she wouldn’t resist, that was too damn straight besides, she’d be too hangover to even care about him when the morning comes.
Emily raised her eyebrows, was this guy for real? She was getting wasted already, there was no way she’d turn down a drink “If you are buying… then I am drinking” The bar tender poured 4 drinks in front of them and a double shot of Bourbon for each; Emily looked at them all and at the bartender “Buddy, you better have insurance ‘cause I drove here and I’ll set the place on fire if I don’t find my car here in the…” She was going to say morning but who knew if she’d wake up in the morning “…Whenever it is that I might wake up” Took a small shot and just downed it at once, made a face when it hit her throat and burned it, just at the same time that Dane was talking, when the burning was over, she looked at him and smiled “Depends on the spot but in my case, I hope it would…” Took another drink and this one took him two turns to finish it, hitting the counter with the glass hard, Emily looked at Dane, damn his eyes were hypnotizing! A few seconds later “Are you sure that no x-lover or present one is gonna come after me and kick my ass for having a few drinks with you? ‘Cause I gotta tell ya, I find it really hard to believe that a guy like you is aaaaalllll alone”

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[Dane Iain Papillion]

She couldn’t help with the sister issue and he wasn’t asking her to he has his own means to break his sister down and find where she had ran off to. He was just infiltrating people into her life. He was an evil and sick bastard like that. She didn’t think she was the right lady and truth be told she wasn’t he only wanted one lady and that was his sister, but he could string this piece of meat around and use her till she breaks now couldn’t he? A sly smirk spread upon his porcelain lips. His lips were probably a bit more cold then most with him being dead and all really. He had offered to buy her a drink, how could he not offer to buy one and she obviously didn’t think that it would be past her limit now did she because she had said if he was buying she was drinking. The bartender had brought them over some shots, and then she seemingly threatened the man that she would set the place on fire if she can’t find her car when she wakes.

He arched a brow at her and looked at her like she was crazy, She was getting to seem like that. Is she more of a lunatic then he is? Seriously! That isn’t something you say to a bartender for real she was mental…. One he could set the bar on fire and claim insurance, and blame it one her so she goes to jail… two someone else does dude claims insurance and she goes to jail and gets a free ride because she got caught and they didn’t and the bartender surely has witness to vouch that she said what she said. Seriously the girl has to be daft or mental he wasn’t sure which. Perhaps she was just the type that shouldn’t drink at all. She shook his head and drank back his drink.

“ Are you perhaps trying to get yourself thrown out of the bar? You can’t go around making threats like that. He could toss you out on your ass right now and tell you to never come back to his bar for being a loon bag and threatening him. Anyone in this bar could set this place on fire and who will go down and get nailed? “ he asked seeing if she knew that answer. “ You of course. They can all say they heard you say it.” he said taking another shot that had been placed in front of him down.

She was now asking him if he was sure he was alone and there wasn’t any ex’s or lovers around that wanted to kill her. “ Nope, none in this state that’s for sure, perhaps in another.” Truth be told any ex’s he had they are dead and he drank them up it was his mo use em lose them and eat them up then ditch the bodies. He used and lost a lot of girls, but it wasn’t something he would tell her now would he? Nope.. He never tells anyone what he really is and gives them the same story of looking for his sister, and he is, but most ladies fall for it hard and are like aww you poor baby. Such suckers. They eat out of the palm of his hand and he loves it, but this girl she was something else. “ Why are you scared of competitive woman?” He asked her and a brow rose.

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