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Post by Milk on Feb 26, 2009 22:18:29 GMT -5
Bryce happened to walk by when he saw Dante push Bree against the wall, and he glared at the man. He walked over and gently- well, 'GENTLY'- tapped the man's shoulder. "Um, excuse me, I hate to interupt but I really need to speak with...Bree. It pertains to our temporary sleeping arrangements," he said, making up an excuse, in a way. He did want to speak to the pretty girl again though. And boy- was she gorgeous! He wasn't sure where her legs ended, and just how small her waist was...And her hair! It went on in perfect golden locks! She was beautiful!
Alice watched, mouth half open, before closing it and going to find her food. she found the dining hall and smiled and went to examine the food there- whether it meant seeing a menu or going to a buffet they had. She wasn't sure how Roleplaying Inns worked.
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Post by collectingXdust on Feb 26, 2009 22:27:54 GMT -5
Bree wanted to cry out in gratitude, but watched in silence as Dante jerked around to find Bryce standing behind him.
She saw his bare his fangs; and yes fangs. Guy was really into role playing, and then he walked away stiffly.
Bree sighed in relief before whiping the taste of him off her lips roughly. "God, I feel like I'm going to taste him forever." She said with a shiver as she glanced up at Bryce.
Gyspy; the cat, well, the panther hiding in the cat, sat bored againt the wall. His gaze taking in the dining hall. He wondered if Bree really realized that almost all of her customers truely were 'different'. He wondered what she would do if she found out exactly what he was.
A scent came to him suddenly and he closed his eyes in bliss, his nose lifting to sniff the air. Ummm woman. And very nice woman at that. Opening his eyes he found the girl who had been staring at him al little to hard in the main lobby.
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Post by Milk on Feb 26, 2009 22:32:41 GMT -5
Bryce chuckled at that. "Yeah, he looked gross. I feel bad for you, getting assaulted by him like that and all...You okay? I can go punch him too- I mean- say he was eyeballing my sister or something." Though, I Alice heard me say that, she'd beat me. He grinned at Bree and extended his hand out to her. "I'm Bryce- Bryce Hudson. ANd...I know you're Bree..." he rambled, smiling at his goofiness without embarrassment.
Alice paused in her search and saw the cat, eyeballing him. So...He's a werecat of some sort disguised as a housecat...Creatures weird me out. she thought and walked over to him, kneeling down to stroke his fur. "Hey there, cat. Is the grub here any good, or I should I start seeking a restaurant?" she asked.
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Post by collectingXdust on Feb 27, 2009 14:32:30 GMT -5
Bree couldn't help but smile as he rambled on. "Yeah, it's nice to meet you." She said as she shook his hand, trying to ignore how warm and large it felt compared to her own. For some strange reason all she wanted to do was rub herself alongside his body, purring in pleasure.
Bree pulled her hand back quickly at that thought, hoping red didn't creep to her cheeks. Okay, she was getting a bit too odd for her own liking. "So, I take it by your dad's exspression you all didn't know this was a role playing Inn."
Gypsy's eyes narrowed as the woman came to him, bending at the knees to be more level with him. When he realized she was about to pet him...actually pet him...he made a move to jump up and leave, but froze as her warm hand touched his fur.
He had never felt anything so good in his entire life!
Allowing his eyes to close Gypsy rubbed his head into her hand, a purr escaping his throat. As he realized what he had just done he pulled back quickly, his eyes narrowing on her before swatting at her palm with his claws.
Giving her his best evil eye he walked away from her.
Dumb bitched had actually petted him! No one petted him!!!
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Post by Milk on Feb 28, 2009 0:29:52 GMT -5
"Right, we didn't," he said, scratching the back of his neck. Cute girl- her rosy cheeks are so cute- but is she really oblivious to the creatures she is housing here? I mean, I think Alice and Calvin know about them, but won't admit it, he thought, frowning to himself, before perking up again. He had suspicions, but he lacked the evidence to prove his suspicions true or false. Bryce smiled down at her, hazel green eyes warm and bright. "So, how long have you run this here inn? How old are you anyways?"
Alice scoffed. "Fine, be a moody tom," she muttered and stood. "Feisty little black panther." She meant it both as a teasing reference to him hiding himself, and as a reference to how black his cat-fur was. She walked away towards where she finally spotted the food and started to fill a plate. While she did so, a young vampire boy her age, sort of, approached her and started to chat with her about things. He was flirting, and she was not. She was too hungry and tired to flirt. Alice also had that 'I need a smoke' look on her face.
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Post by collectingXdust on Feb 28, 2009 12:23:34 GMT -5
Bree frowned at him. "I'm about to turn twenty one. I know, it's really young to own my own Inn, but it's been my dream forever. So here I am. I just never could have imagined how popular it would be. When it first opened I was sure it would go out of business within the first month. Imagine my suprise." Bree headn't really thought that there were so many...weird..people out there. Ha, yet here she was, the weirdest of all. She had been the one with the idea after all.
Gypsy strolled through the inn in a bored state, his tail twitching. He had been in this cat form for so long that he almost forgot what it was like to walk on two legs. It as a sensation better left alone, anyway His human form caused one too many troubles.
As he passed the main lobby he froze suddenly, turning back to the door way and glancing through at the inhabitants. Something was off, he could feel it. Something of incredible power had just entered the inn, something whose power Gypsy knew all too well.
He swung his gaze around the room, searching for the being and drew up in shock as the presense suddenly dissapeared.
What the hell was going on?
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Post by Milk on Feb 28, 2009 14:05:39 GMT -5
He was surprised too. "That is young, " he agreed, though she was older than him by at least two years. He was eighteen going on nineteen here in another month. It made him feel slightly young, but at the same time, not so much. "So you've always wanted to own an inn? That's awesome. And I'm glad it's been booming in business for you...Does that ever cause you stress when people come in by the masses, or does that not ever happen?" He let his eyes do the one-over look again, smiling to her. She was so gorgeous, and he couldn't stop looking her over.
Alice had paused on her way upstairs- sensing something new simply because her abilities had drawn her to look around for whatever it was disrupting the inn's balance of power. She shivered, not seeing anything, and continued her way up to where their rooms were. Fucking creepy.
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Post by collectingXdust on Feb 28, 2009 17:59:21 GMT -5
Bree twitched nervously under his gaze, feeling a deep blush creep up her neck and into her face. What the hell was wrong with her? The guy was a baby compared to her. Okay, granted, he was only two years younger, but still.
Behave.
She laughed nervously. "Actually I love it when big groups come. One month ago I had a group of 'werewolves' come for a wedding." She laughed agian. "It was amazing, and very interesting. People really get into they're roles." She gave him a look over then. "I must say though, I wouldn't peg you for a warlock. No, I think I would have picked something more basic and raw for you." Bree straighed, glancing away. Had she really just said that?! She gave another nervous laugh. "Well...."
Gypsy arrived back to the lobby, having had no luck finding the sudden source of power. It didn't make sense. He had sensed him; he was sure. How could he have just vanished.
Deep in thought Gypsy walked down the halls. This was bad. If HE really was here; then Bree, and everyone else in the Inn, were in a shit load of trouble.
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Post by Milk on Feb 28, 2009 18:37:47 GMT -5
He smiled. "Actually, I'm not a warlock. My family doesn't roleplay, but my dad's sort of a dork and just picked that one out of them all," he informed her, chuckling about his dad. "If I chose anything, I'd chose werewolf or dragon or something...something big and powerful I guess." He informed her.
Alice sat outside, watching the sun set. She leaned back against the inn, pulling her pack of cigarettes out of her back pocket as well as her small, black lighter, and then lit one. Her green eyes became half-lidded, watching her feet as she smoked.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 2, 2009 4:03:52 GMT -5
Bree laughed with him. "I understand the werewolf; but I don't think anyone's ever claimed to be a dragon." She thought for a moment before looking up at him with a smile. "You know I think that would be kind of cool though. If anything like the creatures that are said to check into my hotel I would want a dragon." She laughed then. "Though I don't think one would be able to fit. Still, it would be a wonder. You always hear stories of dragons eating beautiful virgins though, so I'm not so sure if it would work out." Bree realized what she had said and blushed furiousy. "Not that I'm....well....it would.....uh...I have to go. It was nice talking to you." Growing red as a beet she turned and began to rush away, then tripped over her own feet. Jerking up she cast an embarassed look behind her, scratching her head with a laugh before hurrying around the corner.
"Don't you know that smoking kills you?"
((this is a new character, the big evil that gypsy was talking about. He's tall with pale blonde hair and deep blue eyes. Basically so beautiful you want to cry. lol))
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Post by Spilt Milk Guest on Mar 2, 2009 12:26:23 GMT -5
Bryce blinked at her sudden need to leave, then started to chuckle at how cute she was. Shaking his head, he walked upstairs to go and enjoy their room for awhile.
Alice looked up at the man, blushing at how beautiful he was. She shrugged. "I know it will. I don't really care..." She wondered if he smoked, or if he was just some knit-picking health nut. He was giving off that vibe she'd felt earlier, so she tried to be wary.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 2, 2009 17:57:26 GMT -5
"Oh, just great. Why don't you just announce to the whole world you're a virgin!"
"You're a virgin?"
Bree jerked around in horror to find one of her guest standing behind her with a grin plastered on his face. One of her very handsome guest.
Why did this always happen to her?!
Bree hung her head in defeat, then brought her fist up towards her face. "You got a problem with that, mister?!"
The guy threw his hands up with a laugh as he began to back away. "No, ma'am. I was just wanting to know what time the Full Moon ball will take place tonight?"
Bree laughed nervously then scratched her head. " Oh, well then. It begins at eight in the ball room."
"I asume it's formal?"
"As formal as you can be." Bree said with a smile and waved at her guest as he left. With a sigh Bree marched to her kitchen to chow down on some ben and jerry's. She felt a total ice cream moment comming on.
Gypsy froze, his body stiffening and his head shooting up in awareness. It was here again; the intense aura that had caught him off guard earlier.
Without sparing a glance around him he ran in the direction of the sense, wanting to scream as he neared the main door to the lobby. He had to get the fuck outside! He didn't want to use his powers to simply open it with everyone near, yet he couldn't resort to his other form.
The pale man laughed, his face holding a breathtaking smile. "The poisoins that we willingly intake. It's quite incredible the legnth we will take to feel a slight bit of bliss." He bowed then, so out of character amoung the day and age, and let his deep blue eyes catch her gaze. "It was nice to speak with you."
Without another word her turned and vanished.
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Post by Milk on Mar 2, 2009 18:01:37 GMT -5
Bryce was playing upstairs with Daphnee when Alice walked in, looking very very pale. "You okay?" he asked her. She sat on the bed then laid back. "Dude...This place is fucked up," she said then went silent.
later Bryce and her and Calvin went downstairs to see what was up. It was a little past eight or so. They saw a ball going on and sighed- dang formal things. Alice walked outside to go and star gaze, while Bryce and Calvin tried to sneak in. They were both big dorks.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 2, 2009 22:32:19 GMT -5
Bree walked amoung her guests, a smile plastered forcefully on her face. She tried to ignore the stares she was getting from the men, and wished that she had chosen something else to wear; something a bit more...modest?
No matter how much Bree tried to tell herself otherwise, she knew the reason she had worn the exstremely tiny black dress was because of a certain someone who had checked into her inn.
"An underage certain someone..." Bree muttered to herself, trying to pull the hem of her dress down but to no hope. With a sigh she tried not to remember the way she had looked in the mirror. How short the dress had been cut, how daring the slip was..how tight it was on her bosem.
Wishing she had kept her hair up Bree pulled absently at her honey golden locks, knowing that they were curling down her shoulders and arms to rest at her waist.
Moaning she cast her gaze to the ceiling, the dark lights and music filling her ears, as well as the laughing crowd.
She ran into a wall.
Err....strike that...a person.....dammit.
Gypsy sat on the stairs, his eyes staring down at the people below in boredom. He hated how Bree always had these Full Moon balls. He hated the dark lights and dancing people. But most of all he hated the emotions; seeing that most of them were sexual.
With a long sigh he propped his head on his paws, staring at nothing in particular.
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Post by Milk on Mar 2, 2009 22:38:37 GMT -5
Bryce looked down when he felt another person- oh, nope, same person- run into him. He smiled and grinned at her, and couldn't stop his eyes from roaming over her dress a bit hungrily. "Um, hi. You know, Bree, we really have to stop meeting like this," he said, looking at his brother to scat so he could talk with the girl. Calvin rolled his eyes and went to hang around a girl who was a 'vampyr.'
Alice came back inside, rubbing her arms for warmth. She glanced into the ball and couldn't help but grin at the familiarity of such things, swaying her hips from side to side in the corner where no one, at least, she thought no one, would see her instantly.
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