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Post by ~*EtVL*~Jadena on Jul 6, 2008 10:29:02 GMT -5
The werewolf was being very rude. He sat down and just stared at me. I felt like snarling at him. I would swipe that arrogant look of his face if i could just get in. "Could we please be mature adults here" I said to him. "Put our differences aside please. I just want to get the will settled and leave. I do not want to fight" I assured him. Actually i would love to fight. I would love to kill this werewolf and be ride of another one of the stray "dogs" in this world but it wouldn't have been at all polite.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Jul 6, 2008 11:55:58 GMT -5
"It's not my house. I can't give you clearance." He said, hinting at what the vampire really was. "But if it makes you feel better, then please enter this house." He said the words nonchalantly, then sat down to continue examining the area, blissfully unaware of the animosity the vampire was radiant with. Instead, he decided ignoring him would be the best course; the less they talked with each other, the less chances there would be for argument. In theory. He did remember many times when that philosophy might've gotten him in trouble, but it was no matter. He just wanted to continue on with life. Maybe the reason they were drawn here was for something interesting....
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Post by ~*EtVL*~Jadena on Jul 6, 2008 12:02:01 GMT -5
I suppressed a snarl as the dog told me to come in. Well i was a very old and powerful vampire. His invitation was enough. I smiled darkly and stepped in. "Why thank you "Dog"" i said emphasizing dog. This wolf was the rudest person i had ever met. He needed to mind his manners or i may ignore being polite and tear him apart.
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Post by ♠Rafiki♠ on Jul 6, 2008 12:13:29 GMT -5
"Your most welcome, leech." Adam retorted, his patience also wearing thin. He got up, and decided to go search for occupants, and abandon the vampire to his devices here in the living room. Adam walked up the stairs that dominated the main living room, looking around and listening for any activity in the other parts of the house. There were two wings of the house, divided by the stairs. Left naturally lead to the left, and the right lead to the right portion. There were basement stairs on each side of the main stairway, but he would ignore those. "You can never go wrong with right...." he thought, beginning to advance up the right stairwell. Nothing sounded like it was alive beyond each of the three doors on the banister, so he continued along without bothering to knock. Naturally imbued grace, coupled with several millenia of experience allowed him to easily glide inbetween the furniture and old baubles, without disturbing a single particle of dust on them. Noone seemed to be here... Not even a scent to follow, old or new.
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