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Post by Norah Lake on Dec 21, 2008 23:18:58 GMT -5
Norah wasn't quite sure how to answer that. It would be difficult, now that she was a creature of the night, to take many pictures. Yes, she could use a flash, but for the most part, more things that were worth photographing took place in the day time. At the very least, her style and composition would change dramatically. "Let's just say I've lost my muse," she replied mysteriously, slipping into the seat next to him. "And I thought it would be nice to start living life instead of recording it." Odd, really, that she would learn to live after she was dead.
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Post by Ryland Holden on Dec 23, 2008 5:38:12 GMT -5
Ryland leaned forward, his elbows on the table as he smiled enticingly at her.
"I know a few things I could do to help you get that muse back within your grasp."
As much as he loved to seduce his victims, it usually stopped early. He found he took little pleausre in the things he enjoyed as a human. The temptations were different. Now, he killed to feed. His lust was blood, and nothing more. There was very little human left about him.
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Post by Norah Lake on May 13, 2009 12:00:43 GMT -5
Norah raised her eyebrows at him, and her lips curved into a smile. "Oh, really, now?" she replied, leaning her chin against her elbow in an oddly innocent gesture.
If it hadn't been for her very recent transformation, Norah might have felt very uneasy underneath this man's intense gaze. He was out of her league, really, or he would have been if not for her little secret. A man like this... he never would have looked twice at her then. It was almost enough to make her wish that she wasn't planning to make him her first meal. She would have enjoyed learning what other pleasures he could satisfy.
After all, Norah had only just been bitten. She still clung to her humanity, and she would until she had fed for the first time.
"Care to elaborate?"
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