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A drink?
« Thread started on: May 20th, 2007, 04:12am » |
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The door to the tavern swung open causing the strong winds from the outside to rush in and tussle any loose items that may be sitting about on tables, or ruffle any whips of clothing that may be hanging from a person’s attire. The girl who entered, looked about slowly as the door closed behind her, with a pair of the iciest blue eyes ever seen. She blinked once and then again, scrunching her nose slightly to the stale smells of the tavern, but then moved forward, walking with a gait that stated she would most rather not be approached, though her eyes said that perhaps wouldn’t mind a bit of company all the same. The girl had long black hair, as dark as the darkest of nights that made those icy orbs stand out even more so than they perhaps would otherwise. She wore a black corset, laced in the front with black silken cord and a pair of seemingly tight fitting leather pants, though in the way she moved, it would suggest that they just simply fit her curves well, that started at center hip and moved on down her long legs to cover what would appear to be a pair of leather healed boots, that clicked dully on the wooden floor of the tavern as she walked.
The girl moved to the bar, and after a short conversation with the tender, she waited a few minutes and then was served a dark drink in a tall, slender glass and she moved off, in the same, confident manner as before, to a table to the right of the center of the room and took a seat, pulling the wooden chair easily from beneath the table with her left hand.
She sat, alone at that small table, every now and again, she would take a sip of her drink, but the entire time, her eyes remained on the tavern guests, every now and again, averting when they landed on certain members of the crowd.
Kinnara was a new Lycan, only turned, and against the packs will, 6 short years ago. It had taken her a while to work her way into the graces of the leaders, and finally secure her position as a hunter. Still, though, there were a few, that would never accept her it seemed and there were a few males in the tavern that had made it perfectly clear to her that she was not welcome and it was those, she averted her eyes to, she didn’t want trouble, not with those feral members.
And so it was, the quiet girl sat, alone in a tavern, wondering about the night and what it would bring.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #1 on: Jul 21st, 2007, 7:34pm » |
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"Those boys bothering you," he said frankly as he made his way to her. "I am Demitri," he bowed shortly and then rose again quickly. "Pleasant to meet you. His white wife-beater was in stark contrast to his solid black glistening eyes, obviously super natural, but not lycan, nor vampire.
"Mind if I sit?" He asked as he appraised the young girl seemingly alone in her mind, and took in the stares from the ones she would not look at for more than a few seconds.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #2 on: Jul 29th, 2007, 10:08pm » |
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The girl looked up at the man who had just walked up to her table and boldly stared down those whom would rip her apart for anything less and she gave him a nervous glance with an even more apprehensive smile.
“N, no not at all, sit.” She replied in a quiet voice, her eyes moving once over to the far table where those male Lycans sat, their eyes glistening golden in rising anger at her company before hurrying back to acknowledge her present company.
She could sense in him great power, something that nearly overcame any she’d felt in a very long while, that power and something else, perhaps he was dripping with mischief which would inevitable mean trouble for her, though right at this point, she couldn’t see where things could get much worse for wear with her situation at the home of the Lycans, her shaky presence there had been mocked and orderly allowed, but not by many, and the fact that her present company seemed to be on her side, would not bode well for her once he had gone, but for now, his being here was comforting, at least a bit.
“Names Kinnara, and you are?” She introduced and questioned all in one.
If she was to sit here with her present company with whom it was certain would bring her into causing trouble for herself, she would first wish his name, if nothing more.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #3 on: Jul 30th, 2007, 02:47am » |
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Demitri smiled back at the young girl, not at all apprehensive, and definately not mischieviously. A small tinkling of metal on metal seemed to emanate from him as his head turned slowly, not at all caring who saw what, back towards the males lighting arcing across his eyes. He winked and smirked at the gents then, turning back to the girl smiling once again, "Ah, yes, I am Demitri," polite, and calm as ever he continued as he sate. "I am pleased to have met you Kinnara, it is not often I travel anywhere populated in Evernight." Demitri inhaled slowly before continuing this time, "It seems that most here know who and what I am, and they don't like me very much, so I stick to playing with the Lycans and Lichs. They amuse me."
His legs crossed gently and refined right knee over left under the little table as he looked gently into the eyes of the girl across from him. "They," he shrugged his head toward the men across from them, "are very afraid of me. So long as they do not do anything stupid, they really should have no worries." The tinkling sound came again as the spinal column tattoo shifted slightly on his shoulder, most anyone would have seen it, and the lousy male lycans shifted their glare away from the the two of them as they saw the bright orange searing chain extend a few links past his fingers. "Poor bullying creatures, some of them should be shot. Ah...enough about what troubles us, where do you come from?" His voice and manner changed to one of pure curiosity as he leand a bit closer to the table and rested his head on his hand, elbow on the table.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #4 on: Aug 4th, 2007, 8:48pm » |
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Kinnara watched as he looked over to the other table, her bright orbs taking in the reactions from her, less than loved brethren. She knew that of course, the moment Demitri left her presence, that she would be blamed for his threatening manner towards them though she was accustomed to it by now, even if she still hated and feared them the pain would go away and things would return to normal once more in her existence until the next time those of the pack who were against her, decided they had nothing better to do than harass her.
She looked over the arm of her current companion, tracing the tattoo with her brilliant stare for a moment before she returned her gaze to his face once more as he began to speak.
“I am from Suddenly, born and raised there.” She began to relate to his question and then thought to ask him her won question. “Why should one such as you be concerned what others think of you?” She asked, her head tilting slightly to one side as she asked the question, totally ignoring his ‘should be shot’ comment, one of which she quite agreed. “I mean, well you are obviously powerful, so much so that they actually fear you, so why bother avoiding places just because they don’t’ like you?” She finished, her bright orbs fixed on his own, her head righting itself when she finished the question.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #5 on: Aug 13th, 2007, 11:37pm » |
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Her question somewhat surprised him, and he cocked his head slightly to the right as he took in her expression. Surely this one should understand why he would avoid public places as much as possible? He was powerful yes, possibly one of the most powerful of Chaos' own chosen. But, he was still liable to be overtaken. "Certainly you understand? If you go to the city and one of the Nexus patrols finds you..." He broke off there, gesturing with his hand. "My power they can sense if I use it."
He watched her eyes move back and forth from his eyes to his living works of body modification, slowly they moved across his body, spinal columns floating. Snake,coiled tight seeming to expand and contract with every breath as it moved gently around his right forearm. "Those creatons fear me simply because I am more powerful than they are. They are bullies, that's all. I am certain of that much." His head turning slightly to look again at them, sending them a sudden mental spur to leave, and fast.
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #6 on: Aug 14th, 2007, 12:01am » |
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“Well, I guess I understand in that case.” She replied, mentally kicking herself for stating something so stupid.
She was watching him again, saw as he looked to the others and watched as they seemed to hurry out of the bar as well and she narrowed her eyes for an instant, but only an instant, she knew Demitri had done, suggested to them to leave. She would have smiled at that point, seeing those particular males running with their tails between their legs should have made her smile, but she didn’t, she instead looked back over at Demitri and sighed.
“Disgusting.” She stated simply as the waitress came over asking if they desired anything.
“Well, certainly, a nice cool glass of whatever sounds good to you.” She replied with a light tone. The waitress smiled down at her and then turned to Demitri, “and for yourself sir?”
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Re: A drink?
« Reply #7 on: Sep 1st, 2007, 02:28am » |
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He shrugged with as much enthusiam as a puppy getty neutered as he turned to face Kinnara. Then he winked and his black eyes caught the light turning almost white with the shine, then it was gone and he was looking the waitress in the face. "Something refreshing...hmmm water sounds nice."
Then he turned back to Kinnara as the waitress left, perturbed over the fact that she wasn't going to make much from these two. She had no clue who or what Demitri was and he didn't care. "So, what brings you here this day my fine new lycan friend?" He said without a care in the world.
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