Here is yet another story that myself and one other person have been working on resently. it is an rp and Zandra is my original character, and Duncan is his original character. However, the world we use as our format for the story DOES NOT belong to either of us we do not claim any rights to said world. That being said i hope you enjoy the story :)
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-a woman walked into the club to the sounds of Blood on the Dance Floor's " its on like Donkey Kong!" the bass making her core vibrate, and she loved it. She wore a par of cut up jeans with chains hanging off her right hip,spiked wrist band and a belt with a fuck you buckle, a pair of combat boots for only the toes were showing out from under her jeans, and an AC\DC band tee that she had cut the sleeves off of and cut a low neck V so as to show off her bust. The woman was 6'9", well built with all the right curves, honey tanned skin, long semi curly red hear that she had up in a ponytail aside from a cluster of hair down the right side of her face. The woman's emerald green eyes scanned the club as she entered she didn't know what had drawn her here,but she knew for certain that it was important for her to make one hell of an appearance for all to see. She walked to the bar and ordered a bottle of Vodka as well as two glasses, and taking her bottle and glasses she sashayed over to a very lavish booth that had caught her eye when she walked in. the booth was empty so she made herself right at home propping her feet up on the table and all. She would hit the dance floor once she had half the bottle in her-
-a well dressed man in a blood red silk long sleeve button up, a pair of black dress slacks, black dress boots and a four button waist length vest watched the woman intently from his corner booth. Who was this new creature that had come to his city, and why hadn't she come to his office to declare herself?The man sighed and stretched as he decided that he would giver her a chance to come by herself, everyone gets one after all. He waved the waitress over to him to order a new glass of 1867 scores-by single malt and relaxed back against the booth and waited for his drink-
-the woman gazed causally across the club until she met the gaze of the well dressed man across the club. She smiled and raised her bottle and took a large swig before getting up and walking straight over to the well dressed man stopping right in front of his table and leaned on the wall- "you know its not polite to stare at people who you don't know" -she crossed her arms over her large bust broadening out her shoulders. Her black lined emerald hues almost glaring at him. She was playing a very dangerous game with this vampire, but if it came down to it she would be able to handle herself-
-he smiled as he leaned back and draped his arms across the back of the couch and nodded- " its also impolite to come into a persons home without at least saying hello" - he sighed softly as his drink came around at last and he murred as he took a sip.- " may I ask as to why you never declared yourself to me madam?" - he raised an eyebrow questioningly and nodded to the waitress so she knew that he could leave to take care of other patrons-
-she couldn't help but chuckle as she tossed the free lock of her hair to one side.- " I was under the impression that Santa Monica was unclaimed." - she smirked at him crossing her legs in front of her- " besides last I checked newbies weren't allowed to run a city by them selves" - she teased him her voice smooth and taunting. She wanted to see how far she could push this vampire before he lost his control, and when he does she would take him out before he could say don't do it.-
-the man just smiled it was more malicious than any thing else the bar became eerily silent as he raised his hand the bar instantly emptied- " your first mistake was disrespecting me in my own home madam."- he snapped her fingers sharply as her body locked up she could tell this man had complete control over her body as he looked at the DJ booth and the song " I own you" began to play.- " now madam I believe I would like for you to give me a strip tease to this music."- the woman once again be compelled to do as he said as he relaxed back and began to watch.-
