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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 20:27:32 GMT -5
"That doesn't look all to appetizing, now does it?" Aveline asked, she had come to stand next to him, her eyes on the picture. "Now, I wonder what this picture's deeper meaning is? Or maybe it's just what the guy saw on in his fridge that morning when he woke up." She smirked, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 20:38:58 GMT -5
"The deeper meaning is..." he read the label. "...Nothing noteworthy. Go figure, I think you're right. Bastard just saw the shit in his fridge and said 'lets paint it!'" Damon rolled his eyes. "...So...I saw you at a bar the other night. You stalking me?" he teased and winked. "Honestly, you look like one of those chicks whose kinda a hardass...If I'm wrong, please correct me." He smirked at her, eyes flashing a lusty flirty look.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 20:52:40 GMT -5
Aveline looked fully at him, smiling a little bit. "A hardass? Mm, I guess you could call me that." Her eyes half-lidded, her smile turned a little flirty. "And no, i'm not stalking you, we probably just hang aorund the same areas of the city." She shrugged and looked away, well, this appeared easy. "You come to these things often? Art gallery's I mean..."
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 20:54:46 GMT -5
"Yeah. They're quiet. I like that...Helps me think. I'm going to get Thai tonight," he informed her with a grin. "I wasn't sure until I came in here to think. Do you come here often?" He turned to fully look at her now.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 21:05:41 GMT -5
"Yeah, I spend a lot of my time at these things, actually, I work in this chain of museums as a guard." Aveline answered honestly, lying about that wouldn't help her now since he already kne she worked in museum like places. "Thai food, eh? I'v never tried it before." She commented absently.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 21:07:57 GMT -5
Damon blinked. Does she know about me and my family? he thought, eyes narrowing. "Yeah, it's good. I'm gonna head out now. Have fun here," he said and dismissed himself, heading for the nearest exit. He didn't trust her- what with ehr being a guard. He knew that she was the one that had been clocked, and what not...But...Why was she talking to him? Did she know? He wasn't comfortable around her.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 21:17:52 GMT -5
Aveline watched him leave silently and then looked back at the painting of fruit. As soon as he was gone she pulled out her phone and texted one of her subordinates, sending a couple of cars after Damon, they'd look natural, she had these sort of things plotted out.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 21:35:56 GMT -5
Damon pulled into a Thai restaurant and took a seat. He was soon joined by his younger sister and an uncle. He couldn't find a suitable date that night, so he had called them on the ride over. They sat and talked happily while they ate.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 21:58:23 GMT -5
There was a man situated in the resturant, he had a small, camera, invisible to the naked eye, on his jacket and had it positioned at Damon's table. The man was on a date as he did this, flirting with his girlfriend as he secretely worked. All of the images the camera picked up were being sent to Aveline's laptop, which the woman was currently viewing at that very moment in her car. A cigarette hung beween her lips as she watched, eyes tired and soft.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 22:07:03 GMT -5
After a few hours they departed. Damon returned to his car and got in. He locked the doors and lit up a cigarette, leaning back and letting the smell waif around. They were vanilla cigarettes...They were wonderful. He grinned to himself and started his car, and then sped home.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 22:14:54 GMT -5
Aveline leaned back in her seat a little, covering her face with her hands. They're gargoyles when in the sun... Like some sort of temporary medusa affect. But at night they break out of their stone shells. She hummed allowed, she'd most likely have to catch them talking about their shifting or their gargoylism on tape, and maybe if she got a camera inside the house she'd be able to catch one of them shifting forms.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 22:18:14 GMT -5
((Damon: it's not that complicated...Honestly. We enchant cameras and what not until after we have stiffened, but if someone were to go all ninja in a tree, they could see it happen...>>))
Dawn was rising. Damon was situated at the public library that day, while his brother Devin was home. He took his spot and did the spell to fully hide his stone transformation from the public. He scanned the area silently, and once he saw none, he posed and as the suns' rays hit him, his body bulged and convulsed until he was stone. It was time for yet another day standing still and watching children and teenagers go through the library.
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 22:39:47 GMT -5
((Aveline: Images can be doctored, i'd like several different, plausible and realistic pieces of evidence that I can use for blackmail.))
Oddly enough Aveline showed up at the library about a half an hour after it had opened up. She hadn't even had this planned out, since she'd stopped tracking Damon the night before, losing interest in him at the moment. She leaned against the wall of the library to have another cigarette before she went inside to do research. Her eyes roamed around slowly, she was spacing out so much that she hadn't caught sight of Damon's gargoyle form yet.
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Post by Milk on Mar 20, 2010 23:02:14 GMT -5
Damon spotted her and watched from his stony prison. He looked her over- she sure was a hottie. no, scratch that...She, whoever she was, was beautiful. He admired her curves and soft looking spots silently- how else could a stone do it?
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Post by Koops on Mar 20, 2010 23:17:12 GMT -5
She finally saw him and her head tilted to the side a little bit, giving a soft hum of thought. "Well, well, well. Don't you look extremely familiar." Aveline whispered but didn't move from her spot at all to get a closer look, she stubbed her cigarette out on the wall and flicked the butt into the garbage and stretched a little. "I suppose tomorrow you'll be gone." She commented quietly to herself and headed for the library doors, she had information to rad up on, and perhaps she'd come back out and study Damon later.
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