New York at night. A vampire's playground.Dressed to kill in a mix of leather and black lace, Eleanor prowled the streets of the city, her gaze always searching for a prey that would satisfy both her thirst and boredom
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"And I wonder if you even got his name this time."
Daray had just seen Eleanor - knowing what her grin meant. He'd seen it all too often.
ooc: Can we just pretend to already know eachother? I hate continuously doing the whole 'Hi - what's your name - what do you do - how long have you been this way - blahblahblah'....
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Daray had just seen Eleanor - knowing what her grin meant. He'd seen it all too often.
ooc: Can we just pretend to already know eachother? I hate continuously doing the whole 'Hi - what's your name - what do you do - how long have you been this way - blahblahblah'....
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Oh yeah. Definetly.
*dies a little*
Eleanor's grin widened at the sight of Daray.
"Do I ever?" she asked, raising a questioning eyebrow.
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She leaned back against the bar, tilting her head to the side.
"What about you? Looking for a little fun?"
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