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Post by wizzrobe on Feb 12, 2016 2:13:02 GMT
Vincent had grown slightly tired of lacklustre company over the past week, and really hadn't gotten to know anyone at all. After all, he had been so busy with grunt work and research that he had really only been keeping in intimate contact with the harpy and his ghouls. But there was one other person.
Eve.
He and her had talked a few times now, and she seemed like a good time. Hell, it;s rare to see someone from such a high perch be so straight with people, and she seemed to treat Vincent with a degree of respect, more than what he was expecting from Little-Miss-Princess. So he thought he;d giver her a shout. Shoot some shit, eat some dude-bros maybe a grab a bite to eat, if she can do that any-more. Only he can really do that any-more. Not much better than not being able to do it at all...
But he keeps a chipper grin up, and hangs around in one of the busier clubs in town. He waits in one of the side booths. He knows she'll be hard to miss.
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Everly
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Post by Everly on Feb 12, 2016 7:38:33 GMT
Of course that bright orange hair was hard to miss, he'd see her acrosss from him on the dance floor. She was wearing her typical attire, something her mother likely frowned at on the way out. A pair of black shorts trimmed in purple plaid, shirt tied just under her bust in matching colours, and her usual knee high boots. As she danced on the floor, he'd see the ink resting on her hip bones, dual pistols that looked holstered in the shorts...and her clan symbol on her forearm.
She'd spot him in time, but the music was too damn good, and she HAD to rock this out to the end. She'd make her way over after, sliding in across from him with a flourish.
"Vincent, its been a few nights. How's un-life?" She'd smirk behind her dark red lipstick.
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Post by wizzrobe on Feb 12, 2016 20:59:05 GMT
Vincent looked up up at the rather smexy young Lady as she made her ridiculous...ly awesome entrance towards him. He on the other hand was dressed down. No hat, no cane, just some blue jeans, a black jacket with red wings on it's back, and a white shirt just unbuttoned enough to make him look like he's asking for it. Quite obviously, Vincent wasn't the fashionista that Eve was.
"Well, not dead yet. I'll take that as a win for now. Still trying to get settled though. This town has a lot of oddities to it."
His smile broadens as he gives her an accusatory glance.
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Everly
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Post by Everly on Feb 13, 2016 4:01:39 GMT
Everly was rather ridiculous, but it was her youth. She was like any other rich white girl, a pseudo rebel, wanting to be everything mommy and daddy hated. It was like she hadn't grown out of her teens yet, yet she'd been a vampire for at least 5-6 years now. She didn't look it, though. She was often carded...
"You have no idea... if you think the people you met are crazy, my old coterie should make you wet yourself." She laughed, "This is hardly the best spot in town to chill with the 'Brat Princess' you know..." She arched a brow. "My haunt has...occupants with a blood pump as dark as ours."
Her eyes turned sideways towards the crowd, then back to the face of the new blood wizard.
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Post by wizzrobe on Feb 13, 2016 17:03:47 GMT
Vincent arched up slightly.
Heh, 'Brat Princess', despite her rep around town he hadn't actually seen much from her that deserved such a maligned view, in fact she had seemed quite candid and honest so far.
So far.
"Hm? You know a place? Oh, what am I saying? OF COURSE you know a place. I don't need to have known you that long to have already figured that out. So, which big bad neck of the woods are we heading to this time?"
Vincent seemed to remember something as his eyes seemed to light up.
"Oh by the way.... I was told to ask you about the uh..."
He leans in, he was fairly certain that unlike some other cities he had been in, the Chantry in this city would be of the more public variety.
"...The Chantry. Now, I'm not entirely sure WHY I'm supposed to be discussing that with you, but if you're running the gossip train here, I could use a hint or two as to where it's located. Kind of embarrassing I DON'T to be honest. No-one, not even my own family seemed to speak up on the issue. I think their just jealous of my hat..."
Vincent was no model, but by god would he own his horrendous fashion sense.
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Post by Everly on Feb 14, 2016 19:06:54 GMT
"The Hearth is my second home...trust me, its THE place to get what you need." She smirked.
"Oh...you...weren't told? Right...well, in that case I highly suggest us going to the Hearth now!" There was no way she was going to say a damn thing to him out in public, she knew what a frenzied vampire could be. Besides, she was getting a number of texts on her phone.
"This way, Harry Potter.~" She teased, sauntering towards the door and into the street.
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