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Post by guiltypleasures on Dec 16, 2008 18:54:11 GMT -5
A seductive smile parted the lips of a tall, black-haired stranger. It was impossible for one to determine the true age of the man as he appeared from the shadows and took a seat. He looked like a vampire was supposed to look. Softly curling hair tangled with the high white lace of an antique shirt. Lace spilled over pale, long-fingered hands. The shirt hung open, giving a glimpse of lean bare chest framed by more frothy lace. Most men couldn't have worn a shirt like that. The vampire made it seen utterly masculine as he sat, one leg crossed over the other, resting his chin on laced fingers. "Bonjour." The voice belonged to Jean-Claude. It was utterly soothing, "My name is Jean-Claude...And that is all you need to know." |
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Post by Keira on Dec 16, 2008 19:04:56 GMT -5
"Hello, hello, monsiour Jean-Claude" a female voice came approaching. A female figure approaches, waring pure white silken dress, her heels cicking wth each graceful step she took. "Please to meet you, sir. "I am Keira, and that's all you need to too" she said smiling faintly.
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Post by guiltypleasures on Dec 16, 2008 19:13:56 GMT -5
A tight-lipped smiled appeared slowly, "Please to meet you Kira." Jean-Claude's voice was suave as always, with a hint of something else. If he really wanted to know more about this woman, he could easily slip into her mind and find out all that he needed to know. |
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Post by Keira on Dec 16, 2008 19:18:44 GMT -5
"I hope you will like it here, becouse i don't.." she said with a light sigh and looks around. "You came just when the biggest troubles are to unfold before people of New Orleans....but none the less, please enjoy your stay.....my father liked this town.....liked a lot....and left so many crieing hearts in here......" she smirked lightly.
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Post by guiltypleasures on Dec 16, 2008 19:29:58 GMT -5
Jean-Claude sighed contently, the sound brushing against Keira like soft fur, "I'm sure I can handle myself. I spent most of my life in New Orleans, it's most beautiful." Without the woman even seeing him move, Jean-Claude appeared behind her, placing a slender hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry you couldn't find the diamond in the rough." |
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Post by Keira on Dec 16, 2008 19:38:51 GMT -5
"I find it hard to find any jewel at all in times of a loss of my father.." she said glancing behind herself to see him. Her eyes closed lightly. "I bet you know him...everyone knows him...." she said removing his hand from her shoulder tactically and appears behind him now leaning into whisper. "The town is beautiful yes, but it's not for me....." she said and walked infront of him."I am leaving to Paris.....i need time to heal....and i find my father's villa perfect place for it....alone with his so cherished friend" she said with a light smirk.
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