Post by Selene on Jan 11, 2010 12:41:02 GMT -5
The wind whipped around her body causing her hem of her dress to flow around her body. The dress was a deep blue making her eyes look brighter against her creamy skin and ebony hair. She pushed the long man of straight hair behind her shoulders and lifted her head. She needed time to just relax and get loose. The thing that she loved most was music, she walked through the entrance of the club and was welcomed my the carribbean beat that blared. The music called to her and all she can down was follow it entering the one place that she has been avoiding.
The woman watched as group of couples danced together as one. Her blue eyes glittered as they moved in a sensual way and shook her head. Her feet moved towards the bar, yet her hips once in a while sway as she walked. Her heels made her a bit taller then what she really was, yet gave the illusions of long legs. She sense that people were looking at her and all she can do was ignore their curious stares. At the bar, she leaned against it and gave the bartender a small smile.
The bartender flashed her a smile, "What can I get you beautiful?"
Vidia pursed her lips and looked at the man, "A shot of your top shelf tequlia." She told him and watched as he nodded and got her the drink. He handed it to her and she took the glass. With a nod of the head, she tossed the drink back in one gulp.
She placed the glass down and felt the hot liquor burn its way down her throat. Licking her lips, she sighed and told the bartender to give her a bottle of Guiness. After recieving the bottle she walked over to the black booth and sat down. She took a sip of the beer and let the flavor bathe her tongue. The one thing that she told herself that she wasn't going to do was drown her self in a bottle. She leaned back and relaxed, tonight she might make an exception. Watching from the corner of her eyes, she watched as her fellow humans danced and loose themself to the music. At least, she thinks they were all humans.
Her pink lips curled into a cruel smile, she wondered if vampire were lurking in the club. Preying. Her mind has not forgot the night that she met the female vampire that killed her parents, she wondered if the male vamps were just as good looking as the females. A slight shiver went through her body, she moved her head to the side and scanned the dance floor, searching for a clue of an immortal was in the group or at least watching the humans. She couldn't tell.
Why would a vampire be after them in here, is it easy prey. She was willing to be a donor to the vampire, she wanted to experience dying with them. Graceful killer that they are. Vidia's thoughts became dark as she thought about what a vampre can do to her. The blue of her eyes shimmered at the dark delicious thoughts. People were right, she needed help. She was crazy and she was loving her demented personality. Vidia needed fun, she needed to find herself a man. A man that can take her sharp tongue and sick personality, maybe he can help her and straighten her out. Doubt of course. An immortal is to her taste, she needed it.
Sighing, she pushed all thoughts out of her mind and absorbed the music. She let her lashes lowered so that her eyes were veiled to other people as she relaxed to the music. Maybe she should dance, let her body sway to the music. Combing her hand through her black hair she opened her eyes. Picking up the bottle she took another swig and crossed her long legs at the knees and waited.
The woman watched as group of couples danced together as one. Her blue eyes glittered as they moved in a sensual way and shook her head. Her feet moved towards the bar, yet her hips once in a while sway as she walked. Her heels made her a bit taller then what she really was, yet gave the illusions of long legs. She sense that people were looking at her and all she can do was ignore their curious stares. At the bar, she leaned against it and gave the bartender a small smile.
The bartender flashed her a smile, "What can I get you beautiful?"
Vidia pursed her lips and looked at the man, "A shot of your top shelf tequlia." She told him and watched as he nodded and got her the drink. He handed it to her and she took the glass. With a nod of the head, she tossed the drink back in one gulp.
She placed the glass down and felt the hot liquor burn its way down her throat. Licking her lips, she sighed and told the bartender to give her a bottle of Guiness. After recieving the bottle she walked over to the black booth and sat down. She took a sip of the beer and let the flavor bathe her tongue. The one thing that she told herself that she wasn't going to do was drown her self in a bottle. She leaned back and relaxed, tonight she might make an exception. Watching from the corner of her eyes, she watched as her fellow humans danced and loose themself to the music. At least, she thinks they were all humans.
Her pink lips curled into a cruel smile, she wondered if vampire were lurking in the club. Preying. Her mind has not forgot the night that she met the female vampire that killed her parents, she wondered if the male vamps were just as good looking as the females. A slight shiver went through her body, she moved her head to the side and scanned the dance floor, searching for a clue of an immortal was in the group or at least watching the humans. She couldn't tell.
Why would a vampire be after them in here, is it easy prey. She was willing to be a donor to the vampire, she wanted to experience dying with them. Graceful killer that they are. Vidia's thoughts became dark as she thought about what a vampre can do to her. The blue of her eyes shimmered at the dark delicious thoughts. People were right, she needed help. She was crazy and she was loving her demented personality. Vidia needed fun, she needed to find herself a man. A man that can take her sharp tongue and sick personality, maybe he can help her and straighten her out. Doubt of course. An immortal is to her taste, she needed it.
Sighing, she pushed all thoughts out of her mind and absorbed the music. She let her lashes lowered so that her eyes were veiled to other people as she relaxed to the music. Maybe she should dance, let her body sway to the music. Combing her hand through her black hair she opened her eyes. Picking up the bottle she took another swig and crossed her long legs at the knees and waited.