Thread: Deception and Lies ( Ava & Thomas )

Her black jacket was slipped onto her shoulders and she left the bar, instep with the human who never seemed to cease talking. it was no big deal. There was no need for the imagery or the little story. In the end, there was no judging a person simply based on something that someone of the same race may have done. Be they human or vampire or....whatever else there was. The raven haired maiden had nothing to really share. She had killed a fair share of her kin. More than she could possible count. Humans were also on her list of those killed. All within legitimate reasons. And I don't think of humans as food supplies walking this earth. While they certain do some idiotic thing, so do we. Now... unless you're a feral vampire... or some other life stealing being, I promise you won't find yourself on my bad side. That was actually on super scary side. Eola had actually gone a tad overboard on the last being she ran across...feeding off a young dying girl. it sicken her horribly. She didn't even know when she had done before she found piece of the bastard scattered about the ground. It was certainly not something she regretted. The smell of blood hung thick in the air. She cold taste the crimson fluid upon her very tongue. Such a taunting place for someone so hungry. A fang banger club. She was no stranger to the scene of such an establishment. It's been a while. She randomly admitted. The person beckoning their request was odd. I didn't get to be this old by jumping head first into fights...father. There was humor in her tone. Though mild, she was not a silent monotoned leech that she may have appeared to be. Okay. Let's do this. The sentence sounded so cliche to her. The hunter hopped out of the jeep and walked up to the heavy front door. The stench only got more potent the closer they got. The smell of sex also commingled once they passed the threshold. A pale male sat behind a counter giving them a very suspicious look. Eola smiled from fang to fang. Nico awaits us. The femininely dress guy pursed his lips and allowed azure eyes to travel up and down her form before traveling to the man at her side. Mmmm... I bet he is honey...I bet he is. This was ridiculous. the heel of her boot clicked out of impatience as a challenging look was thrown his way. Ugh...fine, but....those.. He said pointed to the obvious gun upon Thomas. Those have to stay here. You too missy. Don't make me do a strip search. Eola was about a hair's breath away from plunging her well manicured nails through his petite chest. There was no way she going to part with her tiny pistol. The female sauntered over to the male and bent over the desk just enough to give him a nice display of her cleavage. We pose no threat...but leave Nico waiting much longer and he may get really really pissed. She breathed a long sigh before she allowed herself entry past the ornate wooden door. The sounds of moans and groans reached her ears coming off of various hallways that lined the main one. The clerk had obvious no intention of stopping them. A nicely marked door provided a hint as to where their client could be found. Her boots sounded upon the wooden floor as she walked down to the very end of the hall and knocked upon the door and hearing a deep voice answer from the opposite side. Who is it? Someone spoke of missing Jaguar wares? You want them back, no? She wasn't pompous, simply a tad impatient. She leaned upon the frame of the door and looked up at her partner. She only stood at five foot ten and found it astounding at how tall he was.