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Post by nikki on Sept 26, 2007 1:31:42 GMT 1
"Come on," she said, "It won't kill you to have a little fun." She couldn't help being this way, she didn't want anyone having a bad night, it's how she was and she couldn't change that. She noticed a woman come up to the bar and order vodka, she recognized her from earlier, and she suddenly stared at her.
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Post by amandayoung on Sept 26, 2007 1:34:19 GMT 1
Amanda took her vodka and drank it, feeling eyes on her. Looking over, she saw the girl who had spoken. "You got a problem?" Amanda asked, staring right back.
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Post by nikki on Sept 26, 2007 1:40:40 GMT 1
"Do you?" Nikki said sarcastically, "Cause I have many." She laughed quietly to herself, feeling as if she was the only one who understood her humor. "You're not human," she said finally, "Or a vamp, so you gotta be a demon or a mutant one."
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Post by amandayoung on Sept 26, 2007 1:44:39 GMT 1
"You have no idea about my problems. And you are right. I'm not human, nor a vampire. I'm a mutant." Amanda replied. She ordered another drink and downed it, feeling it sting her throat.
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Post by nikki on Sept 26, 2007 1:54:22 GMT 1
"Hmm, no wonder, I can smell the bloodlust," she told her, "It's fresh blood I smell right now." She hadn't mentioned to anyone that she could do that, smell blood, and no one knew but her. That's what made her special. "A girl after my own heart," she told her finally, "Literally."
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Post by amandayoung on Sept 26, 2007 2:06:55 GMT 1
"Not all mutants have blood lust." Amanda said simply. "And yes it would be. One pathetic life was taken. Well slowly taken. She cried, but her screams were not enough to alert anyone." Amanda laughed coldly.
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Post by nikki on Sept 26, 2007 15:40:45 GMT 1
"You should join the army," she said sarcastically, "Help us." She was only halfway joking, of course.
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Post by amandayoung on Sept 26, 2007 15:45:26 GMT 1
Amanda thought for a moment. The Army? She wasn't one to follow a much of men around, listening to them be jerks and watch their egos grow. "I'm not the army type." Amanda replied. She stopped, wondering. "Unless this army allows me to kill, and doesn't have men that I have to follow around all the time." If Amanda liked this army, she might considering joining with them.
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Post by nikki on Sept 26, 2007 15:50:24 GMT 1
"They're okay," she said looking at Reno, "So far." She looked at him again, she hoped she wasn't allowing her feelings to cloud her judgement, she wasn't one to fall for his type. "Killing is sorta what we do," she said with an evil look in her eye, "If we have to."
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Post by amandayoung on Sept 26, 2007 15:55:45 GMT 1
Amanda again started thinking. "Do you kill even when you don't have to?" Amanda asked after a moment of being quiet. She motioned for the bartender to fill her glass back up and she took another drink. "Because I torture and kill even when I don't have to. It makes me happy. And if this army has a problem with that, then there is no way I'm joining."
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