[ I was just checkin'. I went to church this morning..Imagine fifteen people in one house sharing two bathrooms. x_x Bloody murder. Post Ali! ]

-Gah. I posted on this five minutes ago. Now WHERE IS IT?! :sigh: It ran away with my banner...-

She looked thoughtfully at Kin, trying to pinpoint where he fit into the whole picture. "Pardon me, Kin...What year are you, exactly?" She flashed a slight smile, tilting her head.

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-....Since it's Christmas, I'll let you slack off I guess. But don't expect mercy. o.O-

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She looked over at Enyalie, a brow arched. " And you said that 'I' was rude..."

She scowled. "I'm making polite conversation. You, on the other hand...Actually, I have no idea why you do it. Probably just to be talking."

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" I do it because I do whatever I want, you should know that." She mocked, returning the scowl evenly.

Cat rolls her eyes at the two. "Whatever...... But if Kin here decides he doesn't like you....." She smirks. "He happens to be head of security around her...." At this Kin grins wickedly, revealing very long fangs.

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

-YAY. Where've you been, Luin?

She blinked innocently. "Why shouldn't he like us?" She thought about pouting, but that was beyond her drama skills. Instead, she turned to frown at Isabell, poking her hard.

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Isabell ignored the harsh poke at her arm. Her stomach felt knotted and twisted, and suddenly a thin wave of nausea washed over her, her head pounding. On her outward appearance, however, she seemed normal. Irritated perhaps, but a waxen pale, blonde vampire nonetheless.

Brows knitting she shifted uncomfortably in her chair, eyes travelling across the room towards the large barn doors. Through the thin cracks and crevices, a dim light was growing ever brighter. Looking over at Enyalie, she returned the poke, and gestured silently towards the light.


[ Eh..I was thinking about having her be all Bram Stoker style..immune to sunlight, only having it weaken her abilities, etc..But burning to a cinder adds to a more intense plot. Welcome back, Luinnar.]

-Err...Who's Bram Stoker? -

Enyalie was somewhat aggravated to have been disturbed again, but at Isabell's signal, her face grew solemn. She bit her lip, now becoming slightly anxious at the thought of sunlight. They had a stayed a bit late at their last meeting, and the end result was not an ideal adventure to go through a second time.

"Well...Would you look at that.."

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[ You've got to be kidding me. YOU DON'T KNOW WHO BRAM STOKER IS? <Died, but came back alive all randomly.> He's the one who wrote the novel Dracula! The first ever author of vampire tales. I think..He's pretty old..dead, but his book is old..<Waits for Luinnar to post.>]

-Well that explains it. I HATED Dracula. o.O Meh. Sorry, it moved waaaay to slow. I did manage to read the first chapter or so, though. Be proud of me, Ann, be proud. x.X-

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[ I am proud, though I don't blame you. I don't think I read the whole book through, but I got darn close. I have a habbit of skipping ahead, and reading the very last page for some reason. o.O` ]

(Ugh... Family, videogames.... heh, sorry... Bram Stoker is the guy who wrote the original 'Dracula'!! Oh, you already answered that... Nevermind!! lol)

Cat smirks at the two vampires. "Uneasy around the giant eye, are we?...." Her eyes flick to Kin. "Most of us in here don't mind it..... But you guys're welcome t'stay here durin' the day...." Cat looks back at Enyalie and Isabell, knowing she has them trapped, in a way.....

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Enyalie certainly didn't like the look Cat gave them. She had seen it before, and the sly devil who had it written all of his face...well. He was not happy then, and certainly not now. But why would anyone hold a grudge against them here? She bit her lip again, reaching for her glass and finished it off.

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Enyalie had not realised it, but Isabell was studying her features plaintively, eyes searching for some unapparent answer. Leaning forward nonchalantly, she whispered.

" Is there something you're not telling me?"