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Post by Evan Dorshe on Aug 3, 2006 20:55:04 GMT -5
Evan quickly drank his firewhiskey and glanced around and spotted Morgana. "Be right back." he said to the girl. "Oi, Morgana." he said walking up to her.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Aug 3, 2006 21:01:55 GMT -5
"Oh, hi, Evan," Morgana said. "So, how do you like my dress? Pretty, isn't it?" she spun around, making the skirt flare up.
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Post by Evan Dorshe on Aug 3, 2006 21:04:56 GMT -5
Evan grinned. "Yeah, it is. Come on, lets dance." he said wrapping an arm around her waist.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Aug 3, 2006 21:08:00 GMT -5
"OK!" she said happily. Smiling, she took his hand and followed him out to the dance floor. If she still had a heart, it would have skipped a beat.
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Post by Evan Dorshe on Aug 3, 2006 21:12:20 GMT -5
Evan took one of her hands and put it on his shoulder, then that hand and placed it on her waist, and took his other hand and held hers with it. He started moving slowly around the dance floor, pulling Morgana a little closer to him.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Aug 3, 2006 21:16:23 GMT -5
Morgana suppressed a giggle when he put his hand on her waist. Smiling happily, she allowed him to pull her closer to him, and rested her head against his shoulder.
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Post by Evan Dorshe on Aug 3, 2006 21:22:46 GMT -5
Evan smiled a little and brought his head down a little and rested it on the top of Morgana's head. As the song drifted on, Evan kissed the top of her head lightly. "You're really faithful you know that? Without you and Cassie, I would lose it with the others." he said slightly smirking.
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Post by Zander Smith on Aug 3, 2006 21:24:28 GMT -5
Desperate to get away from Greyback and the rest of the "pack" for the night, Zander decided to go to the nightclub. He'd spent many nights there before he became a werewolf, and he decided that maybe he just needed to have a little fun for a change. He walked into the night club and looked around. There were a good number of people there, and the band was playing. Shrugging to himself, he walked to the bar and ordered a firewhiskey.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Aug 3, 2006 21:27:42 GMT -5
Morgana shivered. "Of course I'm loyal to you, Evan. I owe you so much. I... well, you know how I feel about you. I mean, I don't have a soul or anything, so I can't exactly love you, but... you have me for eternity. You know that, right?" She pouted up at him.
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Post by Evan Dorshe on Aug 3, 2006 21:30:22 GMT -5
"Yes, I know that." said Evan grinning. He kissed her forehead. "Well, metaphorically speaking you love me." he smirked. Even though the song ended, he continued to move slowly around the dance floor.
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Post by Pearl Nacreous on Aug 3, 2006 21:35:27 GMT -5
Pearl entered the club, her hips a swing. The previous moon's hunt left most of Fenrir pack happy and loafing about the Dark Lords Headquarters. She had dressed to the nines and even grabbed some wild jasmine from someone's garden to make herself smell as fresh and wild as the night of the full moon. As soon as she entered the club, her nose as assulted by the scent of Vampires. She wrinkled her nose delicatly and walked into the club and went to the bar.
"A Shot of fire whiskey if you please" she said in her musical voice.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Aug 3, 2006 21:45:34 GMT -5
Morgana smiled and pulled closer to him. "You make me feel alive again, Evan, you know that? I know I talk about other guys and stuff, but really, you're the only one I really want."
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Post by Pearl Nacreous on Aug 3, 2006 21:52:28 GMT -5
Pearl jerked her head up, there was a pack member here. She delicatly sniffed the air and knew who it was, he always smelled bitter sweet to her.
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Post by Zander Smith on Aug 3, 2006 21:57:05 GMT -5
Zander was being assaulted by all different smells. He hated the strong sense of smell that came with the curse. He had yet to figure out what the different smells were, mainly because he tried to shut out the instinct as much as possible. But he smelled something familiar in the air and began to look around for its source.
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Post by Pearl Nacreous on Aug 3, 2006 22:03:48 GMT -5
Pearl left the bar and wandered around looking for him, she never talked to him much since what happened with Cynthia, but she knew he wasn't to blame. At last she spotted him trying vainly to sniff out something.
"that smell like rotting ash and bone, that's probably the vampires that are here" she said quitely behind him, she noticed his dark hair and coat and held her breath.
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Post by Zander Smith on Aug 3, 2006 22:09:08 GMT -5
Zander turned to see one of his fellow werewolves. He couldn't remember her name, since she had never really talked to him much. He wasn't particularly thrilled to see her, either, since he'd hoped to forget about his situation for the night. Nonetheless, he nodded at her. "Hi," he said. "I'm still not used to all the strong smells. I think someone here used way too much cologne and it's making me want to sneeze."
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Post by Pearl Nacreous on Aug 3, 2006 22:18:32 GMT -5
Pearl sniffed the air and turned to her left, it was an older Muggle man that looked like he was trying to hard to stay young, and she did sneeze with a little 'achoo' then she pointed at the man and said "It's him, he's trying to attract someone while not trying to smell like a musky old man." she said and smiled at him. "I was thinking...since we know one another, we should talk" she looked back at him and added "You know...away from new...pups and fathers" she said hoping he would say yes.
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Post by Zander Smith on Aug 3, 2006 22:22:56 GMT -5
Zander glanced at the older man and shrugged. Now that he saw the guy he felt sorry for him. Like Zander, he was trying too hard to be something that he just couldn't be again. He sighed heavily and looked at her. "Yeah, OK. What's your name again? I'm still trying to keep everyone's names straight. It's hard, since most of you don't really talk to me."
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Post by Pearl Nacreous on Aug 3, 2006 22:34:02 GMT -5
"My name is Pearl, most of the others are very...well.. adoring of Fenrir, I've been with him a long time, and when i was younger, I would of sworn that I loved him more than anyone else he's made." she said her eyes looking downcast. she offered Zander a hand so she could lead him to a table.
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Post by Zander Smith on Aug 3, 2006 22:39:05 GMT -5
"Well, I hate him," Zander said. "I don't understand the loyalty thing. I didn't want this, I didn't ask for it. I had a life and now... Now I have nothing."
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