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Aggie Se'Leraun · Adventurer Joined: 31 Oct 2007 Posts: 29

She stared at him acutely, and he obliged it seemed to let her eyes rest upon him.

He seemed smitten with the young green haired girl at the bar and his eyes wandered there from time to time. Heavily he drank and she watched as the toxicity of the alchohol rose in his blood.

This was the best type...the most vulnerable...She knew who the green haired girl was, none could mistake that. She was the spawn of Nightshade that hair to customized a green to miss. Lovely was Willow Smythe to, but she was distracted...

How perfect she left Langois to sit and watch and Aggie would capitlize on the moment...

He continued to drink and Aggie watched as inhibitions were freed, soon his clothing removed and a thirst for a moment interupted her thoughts. His blood would taste warm and rich, it would make her drunk and relaxed. It was tempting but withheld herself. It was not in the plan...

Slender fingers with beautifully trimmed nails of red rested on his shoulder as she plied him with the antidote for his drunkeness her hand enjoying the strong feel of his shoulder beneath it. Her eyes brightly watching her curiousity burning in each soft question.

Such a beautiful male specimen, I am half tempted to start a collection... A soft sigh, aah but it was not to be, this young man would be useful for other things..and her gaze turned back once more to the green haired girl....

Langois · Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:41 pm Post subject:

As impossible as it seemed there were two Willows sitting at the bar across the room. They were beautiful as usual. Happiness is what I felt at the moment, and it continued to wash over me as I sat there and continued to drink more.

Aggie perked my attention when she asked, "So where are you from?" I looked back to her with a smile. "Umbra." She chuckled and remarked, "Oh, a very bright place." I returned her chuckle with a deep laugh of my own, "Aye, its almost blinding!"

Another ale and I asked her, "And you, where do you hail?" With a smirk she retorted, "From here of course." I blinked at her statement, and we both shared another laugh at that.

As another drink passed through me the tavern began to spin a bit and I swayed on the chair, as if I were riding upon a seafaring vessel. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I sat across from the lovely lady. "Is it hot in here to anyone else?" I asked, tugging at my collar. The ever cold blooded Elric sitting in the seat to my right commented, "Not hot at all." With a sigh I began pealing my clothing, in an intelligent effort to rid myself of the infectious heat. I looked to my left and there it was! The source of my problems, an arch-nemesis to my coolness, the fire was cooking a log in the fireplace.

Springing into action I knew just what to do! I dropped my small cloth and began to extinguish the flame that was causing my mess of sweat. I leaned against the mantle as I hosed down the fire. "Much better, two birds with one stone is what I always say." Escaped my mouth as I feel straight onto my arse.

This is odd. I pondered. "Elric brother, I've fallen and I cannot get up." I chuckled. I crawled to the seat where Haydn had been sitting and Aggie had spilled her drink and braced myself with the table. "Another drink!" I cried to Elric, and being the kind of friend he is, he went at got me two. Quickly the beverages were in their new found home, my stomach. Aggie placed what I thought to be an ale on the table, and I said to her, "Another ale? Thank you m'Lady."

She mustered a smile and said sweetly, "Aye another ale, now drink up it will make you feel better." I examined the bottle, it was not shaped like most of the what I had drank this eve, but it was no matter. Within seconds I drank it down, some of it spilling down my chin, I licked my lips and belched loudly.

All of the sudden. WHAM Reality hit me in the face. I quickly scooted to the dryer open seat that was once Aggie's. My cheeks burned as the blood filled them with a blush. Orlean looked at me, his eyes filled with sympathy. He handed me a robe, and I quickly tugged it on. "What is that dreaded smell, smells like piss." I commented. "These fellows sure know how to keep a clean establishment, eh?"

Aggie chuckled at me and said, "That was actually you." I smacked my forehead and sighed.

No more public drinking... Unless its at home in Umbra. I explained how I must retire for the evening, I headed down stairs and out side, Sanctum Viatus and I was back at the Den of Sin.