FALLEN-CAM THE DEMON-RP discussion
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Rachael
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Oct 29, 2011 04:22PM
"What?" she laughed. What the hell? she thought jokingly in her head
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"Right haha" Cam laughed elbowing her. "Car it is. wait here." Cam ran through the parking lot, pretending to look for "his" car. He made his way to the back where he couldnt be seen. He went under the car and strted playing wiht wires. After some time he pulled the car to the front and rolled down the window. "Hey stranger, need a ride?"
Mia stood there waiting for Cam on the side walk. She tightened her cardigan around her. The buttons broke last week and the wind kept blowing it everywhere. Cam pulled up. "I don't get into car's with strangers," Mia smiled as she pulled the door open and got into the unrecognizable car.
Marielle † who said I'M GOOD? † wrote: "She leaned on the wall watching him quench his thirst. "I can't believe that deer's blood is more alluring than mine. Anyway, how did you become a vampire? Oh! Don't bother me, continue what you're..."
He stands and wipes the blood from the corners of his lips. "Me becoming a vampire is a long story. Also, I'd rather drink plain deer blood than hurt you to get your own."
He stands and wipes the blood from the corners of his lips. "Me becoming a vampire is a long story. Also, I'd rather drink plain deer blood than hurt you to get your own."
Love wrote: "Marielle † who said I'M GOOD? † wrote: "She leaned on the wall watching him quench his thirst. "I can't believe that deer's blood is more alluring than mine. Anyway, how did you become a vampire? O..."
She shrugged. "I know, you're too good to be a vampire. Anyway, all vampires aren't bad. I guess that just stick to mind."
She shrugged. "I know, you're too good to be a vampire. Anyway, all vampires aren't bad. I guess that just stick to mind."
He smirked. "You haven't really seen my bad side yet."
He shrugged. "Not like you want to see it."
He moved closer to her and looked down. "You don't want to see it, demon."
She nudged him away with her finger. "Did I say I want to see it? I just said I love the bad." she rolled her eyes.
"Because you are one, right? And I can't come up with anymore nicknames for ya."
"But it really is creepy. I hate to become a demon and you constantly put it out." she shook her head. "Anyway, I'm cool with it. What to do with the deer's body?"
He shruggs. "Throw it away somewhere."
"I could help you." He bends over and starts to drag the body.
"I thought you guys are strong. Why do I have to help? Did you know that the deer's body is heavier than me when it has blood plus I have to be fast for you." she said as she helped dragging the body.
"Aww, you're too kind." He says jokingly.
He smiled and with one arm, threw the dear away. "You are the kindest demon I've met."
He nods. "Okay, okay, you are the cutest demon ever."
"And what makes you so pretty?" He asks.
She raised her eyebrow at him. "Didn't said I was pretty, I said cute. Cute and pretty are cute and if you are going to ask why I'm cute," she shrugged. "Don't know. Just am. Are you coming back inside? There are more humans there. I feel safer."
"Sure." He walks inside but holds the door open for me. "Coming?"
She nodded and went inside hopping on a stool on the bar. "Where's Mike?" the waiter said something and she shrugged.
"Who's Mike?" He asked after he got seated.
He grins. "Thanks. Um, let me start with something small." He thinks about it. "Can I have Malibu-pine?"
The waiter obeyed and gave his drink. He looked at Angel. "The usual," she said and he came back with a tequila. "Charge this on your boss." she grinned.
Darien strode casually into the Party Bar and made his way to the bar. He sat farther down from where the others sat((who exactly is here?))
He chuckled. "I wonder what'd the owner would say."
"Hahaha what'd you do to get free drinks?"
Darien nodded to Melinda. And she brought him his drink. "Haven't seen you here in a while hun. What's been keeping you?" She said leaning over the table. Darien twisted his chair and rolled his eyes. She didn't see it though. "Nothing" he said bitterly. "I would really enjoy it if you let me be though." he said tersely. "You know! You have been a real jerk lately, and I am tired of it, shape up!" she said and threw her rag down and went to treat the other customers. Darien ignored her, twisted back on his seat, leaning against the bar, and took a sip of his drink.
Angel saw the fight out of the corner of her eyes. "Ah...Darien." she looked at Sam and shrugged. "We're friends, I think."
He spun around to get another one. He wasn't buzzed enough to face Mia. He remembered what day it was and honestly, he was better off, off his hinges than sober.
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