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Post by Jane's Realty on Mar 20, 2012 0:43:23 GMT -5
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Post by Alexander Stone on Mar 20, 2012 1:50:50 GMT -5
March 20, 2012 Alexander looked at himself in the mirror that hung on the closet door in the bedroom he shared with his wife Miranda. She was busy downstairs running around ordering the wait staff and the chefs around about the food. She was so cute when she was being demanding. She had looked at him sitting on the couch in jeans and a t-shirt and had ordered him to go upstairs and change. He had smiled and walked upstairs without a fuss.
Now here he was looking at the outfit she had picked out for him. He had laughed as she had done it the night before. Rummaging through the closet and going through every single article of clothing he had and finally settling on a pair of black dress pants and shoes with a white button up shirt he left open a couple of buttons and a black dress jacket. He had brushed his hair back and added some cologne. The guests were arriving as the sun set. Miranda had invited all of the vampires in the community.
Alexander walked down the stairs and started to socialize with his friends who were there. He had to admit he had made a lot of friends while they lived here. He hadn't of wanted to live here but he made it work for his wife. That was one of the reasons he had agreed to let her throw this party.
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Post by Dalacur Voss on Mar 20, 2012 2:08:23 GMT -5
This is as bad as a sausage fest.
All blood suckers and no fresh meals...
Dalacur was a bit disappointed, but he had gotten used to being disappointed. The world has changed on him and it was getting harder and harder to get a fresh meal. If he wanted a fresh meal he'd have to leave the community and then find some girl that had some sort of vampire fetish. He supposed he was glad there were such girls but he couldn't kill them. What as the fun in that?
This whole party idea had not impressed him but he knew that he would be expected to be there. The council elder's wife had sent invitations to everyone. While he assumed they wouldn't miss him, he figured he had better show just in case.
Don't we look good...
Dalacur managed to ditch the western wear for the night. He wore a simple set of black slacks and a medium blue button up shirt, he even wore dress shoes instead of his usual boots. He did of course continue to wear the worn wide brim hat upon his head. No one was going to take his hat. While the other guests arrived he managed to mingle inward without too much of a fuss. He'd keep to himself for the most part, after all he was known for his crazy spurts and he didn't need to piss off Alexander and his wife. |
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