North

Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

Just another Night to Kill


Posted on December 06, 2016 by Troy Marks
North


I've had all kinds of relationships in the past. When you live as long as I have, you adapt with the times. I've had flings, one night stands, friends with benefits, and even the handful or so of serious commitments. I've seen those I love get old and then held their hands as they passed from this world. It was never easy and never a forgetful experience but I did it. Who knows what Amelia could become to me? All I know is that tonight she is smoking hot and she's flirting back so I can only assume she's willing to see what comes out of tonight. Usually I would rather slit my wrists than touch a vampire but Amelia is different. She's worth it.

She seems amused by my comment about the v-card, assuring me that it's long past. I grin. "Well there is that reconstructive surgery but I don't know how your body would handle that." I laugh lightly.

I tilt my head when she mentions us maybe never seeing each other again and I scowl for a moment. "Well I certainly hope that doesn't happen. I happen to enjoy your company. We should do something like this again sometime. Though maybe with a menu that I can actually understand." I smirk teasingly.

I laugh when she says that she spent everything on dinner. "Lucky for you then that I like Walmart. They have just the right amount of everything. What's not to like? You spoil me." My eyes twinkle with mischief.

The waitor comes back and we both order. I understand quickly why she ordered the steak rare. It makes all the sense in the world after all. When I ask about a toast, she offers one up and I tilt my head with a smirk. "You have indeed showed me how different you are but don't think I'm going to become some kind of vampire groupie or something. My feelings are pretty deep rooted. I will toast to that, though." I raise my glass to clink it with hers, taking a sip with a pleasurable "mmm" sound in my throat.

I rub my stomach as the food arrives. It smells delicious. I can see her cutting up her food all classy-like so I reach for my utensils. I've always wondered why there's two forks. Why would you need two? And why is one longer than the other? Is it for when you order a thicker steak than the average? Is there a way to ask for a thicker steak? I could go on this path forever in my mind but I should probably focus. I do an eenie meenie moe song in my head as my hand hovers over the utensils before I finally reach for one and the knife.

I cut into my bird and take a bite. It doesn't taste bad just...different. I finish off the bird in no time and my sides, not putting down my utensils till my plate is clean. I've never been shy about eating. At her questions, I smile and make a show of dabbing my mouth with my napkin as I see the other customers doing. I'm trying to blend in anyway. "You should never underestimate a decent cheeseburger. The meal was awesome though, very rich. I like that I didn't have to shoot the bird and pluck it before I could eat it."


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