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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 2, 2009 22:54:53 GMT -5
Bree stood frozen, her jaw dropped to her chest. Recovering quickly she backed away with him with an apology. "I'm sorry!" She stuttered, her face screaming red. Laughing a bit nervously she stumbled back, into another person.
Twisting around she gasped as she heard a loud 'oof' and then saw a guy with a t.v. in his hand. And said t.v. was falling the the ground.
WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING WITH A T.V.?!!!
Before Bree could counter herself her arms had shot out and her grasp catching it's edges. Giving a sigh she looked up with a smile. Then noticed her mistake.
Here she was, 5 foot 5, carrying a huge t.v. All by herself. And not breaking a sweat or straining.
The guy who had almost dropped it looked down at her in amazement. "Wow, that's incredible! What the hell are you eating?!"
Stumbling back in horror Bree did the only thing she could think to do.
She dropped it.
"Oh!" She cried fakily, acting as if it had dropped from her hands. "It was too heavy!"
Laughing nervously she began to back away; not daring to cast a glance at Bryce.
Oh, Bryce....WHY DID THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO HER?!
Gypsys head cocked up slightly as he heard footsteps near him, and his eyes widened slightly as the girl from earlier came into his vision. Just when he was about to walk away he felt his body freeze, his eyes locked to the hypnotic sway of her hips.
If a cat could drool; he was sure he was doing it.
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Post by Milk on Mar 2, 2009 23:02:18 GMT -5
Bryce smiled at her sincerely. "Hey, no blood no foul. Calm do-" He'd noticed she'd stumbled into a guy who for no seemingly sane reason was carrying a huge TV around the room. He blinked and watched as Bree managed to hold it up for a moment, then 'dropped' it on 'accident.' He made a face at that, but shrugged and walked over, picking it up. "You were pretty strong for a second there- I have to agree with that guy, what do you eat?" he asked, teasing her as he lifted the TV up without any problems. "Where's this thing going anyways?" he asked. Bryce looked from her to the man, wondering who would answer him first.
Alice continued to sway her hips until the beat became more uplifting and she started to full-out dance- swaying her hips, bobbing her head, twirling- the whole gig. She was smiling happily as she danced, enjoying the music and not paying attention to who or what danced with her. She was having a ball.
((obviously, I cannot dance, so please just pretend what she's dancing like. =( ))
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 2, 2009 23:31:56 GMT -5
((hahahahahah ur funny))
Bree glared at the random guy wearing a cheezy warlock costume. "What may I ask are you doing with a tv in here?"
The guy held up his hands with a mock smile. "Haha well, a couple of us guys are in the kitchen; and there's a game on, you know...so we just thought...I'm sorry!" He said in an embarassed tone and Bree rolled her eyes with a sigh.
Turning to Bryce she found him carrying the tv easily and almost swooned. Ummm not only was he incredibly handsome but he was strong too....yummy...
Jerking back with a nervous laugh she controlled the urge to slap herself and turned to the 'warlock'. "Fine, just make sure it get's back when the parties done."
Gypsy stood, unsure what he was about to do as he decended the steps, then froze, his body shaking in horror.
He watched as he approached her; his pale blonde hair a bright contrast to the darkness Gypsy knew was within him.
His elegant reached out and captured Alice's waist and a surge of possession so profound overcame him Gypsy was suprised he didn't choak.
"Would you like to dance?" Before he could stop them he was twirling her from the hall and into the ball room, but not before his blue gaze caught his, and his lips twisted into a wicked grin.
He had found him.
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Post by Milk on Mar 2, 2009 23:38:55 GMT -5
Bryce carried the thing to the kitchen then returned, grinning. He was glad he didn't have any formal wear- he was sure carrying that thing in a tuxedo would have looked ridiculous. "So...So do you host these balls often?" he asked Bree, glancing around and noticing that his sister was twirling with a guy. He blinked before looking back to Bree.
Alice let out a soft gasp of surprise as he pulled her against him in such a passionate way it took her breath away. She flushed and looked up at the man that still instilled a bit of unnervement in her. "Oh...Well, sure," she answered, though they were dancing already.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 3, 2009 21:29:43 GMT -5
Bree shrugged, still a little embarassed by the whole sceene. "Every full moon actually. I thought it would go along with the whole supernatural theme for the Inn." She cast a glance at his sister then, for some reason her eyes watching the guy that she was dancing with. What was the strange chill that was shooting down her spine? It didn't make sense.
Just then she heard someone curse and turned, finding Gypsy walking amoung the crowd. Apparently someone had actidentally stepped on him and he had attacked.
Ah...her little vicious spitfire.
"Gypsy.." She called to the cat, and watched as he turned his narrowed gaze on her.
For some reason the intensity in his eyes made her draw up straight, feeling foolish instantly for thinking so about a cat.
He turned his gaze from her and continued walking, towards where Bryce's sister and the strange, georgous man were dancing.
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Post by Milk on Mar 3, 2009 21:32:29 GMT -5
Bryce watched with surprise. "Um...Well that was interesting...That's your cat, right? What's his name again?" He looked at Bree, unconcerned about his sister. IF she wanted to make stupid choices, let it happen. He'd save her later if he had too- maybe. If it was funny, it might take longer...He shrugged to himself at his thoughts. "Every full moon huh?"
Alice glanced back to where Gypsy was and blinked as the intense cat approached them.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 3, 2009 21:51:01 GMT -5
Bree barely heard Bryce as his words echo'd throughout her mind. What was this feeling that had a hold of her? This sense of dread; that something very bad was about to happen.
Without a word to the hot guy talking to her she began to move towards Alice and the stranger. It was funny; she didn't remember checking him in. Then again she couldn't remember every face. Still, it seems like someone as attractive as they she would at least remember.
She glanced down to the floor, where Gypsy stood before her, his eerie gaze locked to the man as he turned to the cat, having stopped dancing.
His deep blue gaze narrowed before a twisted smile captured his lips. "Valakai."
Then Bree watched in amazement as the pale man went flying through the air, his back hitting the opposite wall hard as if some invisible force had flung him there.
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Post by Milk on Mar 3, 2009 21:53:25 GMT -5
Bryce blinked. "Hello? Bree?" he said, following her and grasping her shoulder only to let it go as he watched the cat and man fight with magic, though he was sure Bree and Alice didn't understand.
alice ducked away after the man was flung, wide-eyed and watching the two. What the hell is going on!? she wondered.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 3, 2009 21:59:05 GMT -5
Everyone in the room turned with a gasp, they're eyes flying to the pale man as he slid to the floor, still.
Bree stumbled back in confusion. "What...." Against her will her eyes slid down to Gypsy. The man had been looking at him before he had been thrown through the air...she was sure of it. He had called him Valakai...but why?
Bree watched as some man went running towards the guy, only to come to an abrut halt as the pale headed man lifted his gaze slowly, and Bree jerked back with a gasp when she saw his eyes.
They were glowing....an eerie white....what???
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Post by Milk on Mar 3, 2009 22:09:21 GMT -5
Bryce pulled Bree back and placed himself in front of her, then reached for his stubborn sister and put her there too. "Bryce-" Alice protested. He snapped a dark look at her, then continued to guard them. He wasn't too sure if running was a good idea, since htis guy was so powerful.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 3, 2009 22:47:48 GMT -5
"Seems you haven't forgotten who you are after all; Valakai." The pale man said as laughter swept the room, deep and wicked; causing a chill to sweep down everyones spine.
The man who had stepped forward did so again. "Are you alright man?"
Before Bree could blind the Pale man had his hand wrapped around the guys throat, lifting him easily from the floor.
Bree gasped, pushing away from Bryce. This was her hotel! She couldn't allow something like this to happen! She wasn't really sure what she was intenidng to do, but she had to do it soon.
Suddenly there was a large electric current in the room, and Bree stumbled to a halt, the hairs on her body standing on end as she felt a incredible presense behind her. Turning slowly she gasped in shock and awe.
Behind her stood perhaps the most dead sexy; terrifying man she had ever seen. His hair was the color of rust; or perhaps blood, and his narrowed eyes were an eerie pale blue, so pale they were almost white.
He was decked out in leather from head to toe, and so mouthwatering that Bree wanted to drool right then and there.
As she stared she drew back at his incredible height as he began to walk by her; slowly, almost lazily.
She felt a chill shoot down her spine as he passed her, and wanted to head for the hills in fear, yet beg at his feet at the same time. What was wrong with her? Just who was this guy? And why did he seem familiar somehow?
Bree watched, stunned to stillness as he approached the pale man; and before she could blink his own hand shot out, squeezing over the Pale Man's throat. "Release him." Came a dark command, and Bree couldn't help but close her eyes in bliss from the deep and raw quality of his voice.
Opening them again she watched the Pale Man; suprised when he actually obeyed. The guy he had been choaking fell to his feet, sucking in gulps of air before crawling away quickly.
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Post by Milk on Mar 3, 2009 22:52:05 GMT -5
Bryce had chased after Bree, about ready to shift in case the pale guy redirected his attack to her. The tattoo was already moving and writhing around his wrists now! He pulled Bree back, watching the red-headed man speak. "This isn't safe, lets let whoever these guys are deal with it," he suggested, not moving her, but hoping she'd agree to do so. He glanced to the two men once more, then to his sister who was watching with half-lidded eyes, and an open mouth. Christ, one hot guy shows up and all the girls turn into drooling morons! He grunted his envy out and shook his head.
Alice stared- oogled- at Gypsy, mouth agape. "Wow."
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 3, 2009 23:06:11 GMT -5
Gypsy bared his teeth in disgust. At Vikirnoff as well as the women around him. He could already feel they're arousal, could smell the lust pouring from they're skin. He squeezed his hand tigher in hatred, glaring at him deep.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" More importantly how the fuck had he found him? Vikirnoff's eyes narrowed and his face twisted into a grin.
"Come now, Valakai. You know I will always be able to find you. You cannot hide."
Bree watched the sceene in amazement, her hand absently grasping Bryce's arms around her middle. "Whatever is going on here I won't have it in my inn!"
Gypsy wanted to roll his eyes at her words. Great. Draw attention to yourself you retard. And just as he knew he would Virkirnoff turned his blue gaze to Bree.
"Come now sweet, don't fret. We go way back, isn't that right, Valakai?"
Gypsy hissed in displeasure. "She's right; if you want me I won't let this take place here."
Virkinoff rolled his eyes then; actually rolled his Goddamn eyes. "You always were the sensitive one." Without another word his fist shot out, plowing itself into Gypsy's stomach and he flew back, denting the wall behind him greatly.
Bree stumbled back in suprise, her eyes going wide as the red headed guy came to a stand, before letting lose a low growl.
She had no idea how it happened, but the pale headed man went flying against the wall again, this time his body staying in midair as all the breathe was knocked from his lungs.
The red headed guy walked to him; his hands in fists. "Get everyone the hell out of here, Bree!" He cried and she drew back in surprise. How the hell did he know her name?
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Post by Milk on Mar 3, 2009 23:58:42 GMT -5
Bryce pulled her back. "C'mon! You heard the man! Lets get the Hell out of here!" he yelled and started to tug her along. His brother was already helping people get out, as well as getting others to go and get people upstairs and in their room out. Alice ducked around people, watching to make sure they all got out safely. She watched Gypsy- Valakai and Virkinoff fight each other, wishing her power would grant her entry into the history of what was going on between them.
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Post by collectingXdust on Mar 4, 2009 15:47:02 GMT -5
Gypsy stood strained, his power dwindling under such great force. Soon he wouldn't be able to hold him anymore. Then the ruthless bastard would be free, and Gypsy knew all too well from past experiences just what he was capible of.
"I left for a reason!" Gypsy bit out in anger, hatred consuming him. Yes; he had left for a reason. He had grown cold from the bloodshed, the violence. The torture. And it was all because of this man. This goddamn bastard who had brought him into this life to begin with.
Virkinoff laughed, still hanging in the air. "You know you miss it. I can feel the blood lust surging in you now." His eyes began glowing an eerie white again, his smile fanged.
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