Loraine's dreams began to intensify, blood dripping from her nose as her head faced the window next to her table. It looked as though she was merely sleeping and the waitress nerby shook her head and smiled as she stared at the back of the dark mop of hair. "Poor girl. Must be exhausted."
"Stupid girl... sitting at my table... she'll be there all night at this rate...." The woman walked back to the counter and stared at Loraine. her thoughts seemed to be aloud as she glared, the world around Loraine's closed eyes lit up and bright.
She was dreaming. Dreaming soundlessly but as the woman shook her head Loraine had already seen her help four tables and refill seven coffee's. Like time was speeding inside her head, faster then what was happening in the real world. But it was all happen. Just as she saw it.
The man walked into the coffee shop wearing dark green clothing and a cool spring jacket. His eyes were set on only one thing
( ... )
"Stupid rain." It pounded down, for the past three days actually and he was getting rather tired of it. Dave had failed him, he's caught wind of the incident with the Demons and that stupid Vampire woman getting in his way... Delvin was anything but happy these days.
But as Curtus rounded the corner his nose picked up something familiar. "Blood?" Turning he looked inside of a coffee shop and a toothy grin touched his face.
There, right infront of him was exactly what he needed. Here kitty kitty... Walking into the coffee shop his feet echoed along the linolium floor as he edged closer to the woman, her head drapped on the table, blood dripping from her delicate nose.
Seems I've found you. All by your little lonesome self. Poor kitten. Where's you little vamp boy now? He thought to himself as he leaned over her.
You smell like apples."Sir, can I help you?" The waitress asked, looking over Curtus with cautious eyes. He merely smiled and shook his head
( ... )
Loraine's eyes snapped open and she reached for her gun. Slipping her delicate fingers around the hilt she cursed under her breath.
"I've never-"
Bitch. If she starts a bloody scene here I'll tare thsi place apart-staff and all. Loraine stopped after his voice echoed in her mind, not much unlike Magnus's had when he'd spoken to her. It was strange. The thought wasn't directed to her, like inner monologue.
She's got a gun1?! The waitress voice then entered her mind as she looked on her, but no words left the middle aged womans lips
( ... )
Her watched her carefully. Damn... see why Dave wanted to turn the bitch.
His eyes leered far longer then he'd intended but Curtus could care less.He's found her and now he'd have exactly what he wanted.
"You see Ms. Coyle, I have a bit of a problem." He stepped closer to Loraine, and she seemed to step away. This brought a grin to his face, a deep sinister grin. "You are a thron in my side."
Quickly, quicker then a human could respond, his hand sliced towards her neck.
Well, now that you've managed to totally panic 25% percent of my personality, and he's bouncing off the walls with fright, what are you gonna do about it? he won't shut up until I ask.
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"Poor girl. Must be exhausted."
"Stupid girl... sitting at my table... she'll be there all night at this rate...." The woman walked back to the counter and stared at Loraine. her thoughts seemed to be aloud as she glared, the world around Loraine's closed eyes lit up and bright.
She was dreaming. Dreaming soundlessly but as the woman shook her head Loraine had already seen her help four tables and refill seven coffee's. Like time was speeding inside her head, faster then what was happening in the real world.
But it was all happen. Just as she saw it.
The man walked into the coffee shop wearing dark green clothing and a cool spring jacket. His eyes were set on only one thing ( ... )
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But as Curtus rounded the corner his nose picked up something familiar.
"Blood?" Turning he looked inside of a coffee shop and a toothy grin touched his face.
There, right infront of him was exactly what he needed.
Here kitty kitty... Walking into the coffee shop his feet echoed along the linolium floor as he edged closer to the woman, her head drapped on the table, blood dripping from her delicate nose.
Seems I've found you. All by your little lonesome self. Poor kitten. Where's you little vamp boy now? He thought to himself as he leaned over her.
You smell like apples."Sir, can I help you?" The waitress asked, looking over Curtus with cautious eyes. He merely smiled and shook his head ( ... )
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"I've never-"
Bitch. If she starts a bloody scene here I'll tare thsi place apart-staff and all. Loraine stopped after his voice echoed in her mind, not much unlike Magnus's had when he'd spoken to her. It was strange.
The thought wasn't directed to her, like inner monologue.
She's got a gun1?! The waitress voice then entered her mind as she looked on her, but no words left the middle aged womans lips ( ... )
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Damn... see why Dave wanted to turn the bitch.
His eyes leered far longer then he'd intended but Curtus could care less.He's found her and now he'd have exactly what he wanted.
"You see Ms. Coyle, I have a bit of a problem." He stepped closer to Loraine, and she seemed to step away. This brought a grin to his face, a deep sinister grin.
"You are a thron in my side."
Quickly, quicker then a human could respond, his hand sliced towards her neck.
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Hehe... hehe....
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