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She watches me like a hawk and I feel myself squirming a little if only because I have the feeling of being surrounded by predators while I'm their most tasty prey. There is a lot of vampires in here tonight and I know my blood gives off a magical scent all its own, just teasing those less disciplined to their blood lust. I am carrying, as always, and just for shits and giggles, I bring one hand back to touch the handle stuffed in the back of my pants. It's there like I knew it would be and I feel myself relax a little. She smiles and I tilt my head, my lips tugging into a smirk when she giggles. It's a truly musical sound. Is that the way she always sounds or is it a vampire trick to lure in victims? There are the things I think about. She assures me that she's by herself and I clear my throat. "Good. I mean, not good that you're by yourself. Just good that I'm not about to be turned into a shish-ka-bob by some big guy named Tom or Butch or something else reserved for a blood sucking serial killer, right?" I grin sheepishly and run a hand through my hair. "I'm sorry, that came out wrong. It's the nerves talking. Man, this place is really busy tonight." I look around to distract her, knowing that I should really put a foot in my mouth while I still have one. She orders a red wine and I smirk. "Classy, I like it." I chuckle a little before taking a sip when our drinks are brought over. She tells me her name. "Like the airplane driver?" Okay, now I'm just sounding like an idiot and I know it. My brows furrow as I try to recover. "Sorry, that was me trying to be funny and corny and it just came out sounding stupid. I meant Amelia Earhart but I'm sure you knew that." I take another sip of whiskey, as if the alcohol will make me more like my usual charming self. Maybe it's because I'm talking to a vampire when usually I'd rather be staking one. I don't know, though. I don't see anyone dangerous about her, at least not right now. Of course it could all be a ploy, playing innocent, but I should at least be enjoying myself until the other ball drops, right? At her question, I chuckle and shake my head. "No, I'm well and alone tonight. I still don't know exactly what I'm doing here but I'm just playing it by ear. What about you?" |