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Post by adalia4 on Sept 28, 2010 11:13:16 GMT 10
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The blonde brushed the lip stain over her pink lips, the vintage lipstick was no longer popular amongst the mortals. She had a very healthy taste for the old-fashioned, but an appreciation for the new as well. She set down the thin brush as she finished lining her lips and traded it for yet another. Her fingers working like an artist’s on a blank canvas. The Maenad had been called to Bon Temps by an unknown energy source. She supposed it was the overwhelming amount of supernatural in twon, but whatever the case, she was ready to let it fuel her next ritual. Eris placed the eye lining brush down on her antique dresser and picked up her curling iron. With careful strokes and twists she styled the golden locks on her head and allowed them to fall in loose curls that flowed with her movement. Her eyes traced over the golden locks, she was worshipped once for them. Grecian peoples knew her as the goddess of havoc and beauty, but it didn’t bring her any closer to her beloved god. Dionysus seemed deaf upon her pleas.
She slipped the fabric of her dress over her body. The white fabric clinging to her skin. It was simple. Her attire a heart cut dress that ruffled to mimic the flow and elegance of a toga. It was short, stopping mid thigh where the ties of her sandals had stopped. Around her arm was a golden armband in the shape of arrows moving round her slim bicep and around her wrist was a charm bracelet donned with her infamous golden apples. She snatched up her clutch along with her car keys and proceeded to leave her house. Her eyes caught the mirror for a last fleeting moment and she smiled. “Welcome to Bon Temps…” Her eyes glittered with mischief and she was ought the door, making her drive to Shreveport.
As she left, the smells of her temporary Bon Temps home clung to her skin. The tropical fruit and wildflowers an exotic scent for such an American home. Her eyes were set on the popular club known as Fangtasia. The Maenad had quite the interest in the popular fangbanger hangout. Before she could hold the ritual she needed full knowledge of the area. The popular areas and populated hangouts were the perfect places to plant the seeds of rebellion. All she needed was a little alcohol and a little dancing and she was on her way. She pulled into the lot of Fangtasia and stepped out of her car. As soon as she was in, Eris took in the sights. The dim lit room full of leather clad humans was pathetic, but she supposed they had to find a way to entertain themselves. She made her way over to the bar her eyes slowly moving around the room.
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 2, 2010 11:08:24 GMT 10
Hana walked into the vampire bar, curiosity had caught her and she had to see the place. She sat down on a stool, and looked around.
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 3, 2010 10:39:34 GMT 10
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOLT H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T_________________________________________________ The Maenad eyed the practically drooling humans as they pawed at the vampires around them. It was pathetic really, but there wasn‘t anything she could do about it. The fact that they worshipped vampires only meant she didn‘t have to compete with them for Dionysus. Her eyes traced over the bartender as he addressed her and her mouth formed a coy smile. “I‘ll have a White Russian…” She said in a sultry voice as he prepared the drink. As she watched him she felt a particular change in the atmosphere, like she had found something with particularly interesting energy. She turned towards the direction it was coming from and found a rather young girl. Possibly sixteen, but she wasn’t sure. It was strange finding someone so young here and were it not for her show of an I.D. Eris wouldn’t have made it in. Though Eris herself only resembled an older teen.
“You look really young…” She said, her almost perfect English tinged with a foreign, but not distinguishable accent. Most people weren’t sure what it was, but it was exotic to say the least. “How did you manage to get by the bouncer?” She said as she thanked the bartender after he finished her drink. She took a sip and waited for a response.
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 4, 2010 7:12:47 GMT 10
Hana looked at the girl who was talking. She could see her eying her with interest. "Lets just say I'm older than I look." What was she supposed to say? 'oh, I'm a half demon who's 30 but looks sixteen because of a damn warlock?'
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 4, 2010 8:24:27 GMT 10
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOLT H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T_________________________________________________ Eris took her place on a barstool next to the girl. Her eyes staring at a throne in the middle of the room. She supposed this would have been a good place to do a ritual, but the people here were so self-absorbed. So… pathetically devoted to creatures who had no power. She took another sip of her drink, the vodka not as strong as the lovely wines her ancient home had provided. This was the new age, everything was so watered down and boring. “That seems to be the story of this whole town.” She said with a little laugh. The maenad could feel the energy from this girl and she wondered for a moment if she were even human. Whatever the case was, Eris was going to relish in the energy. She’d find her host soon enough.
“My name is Eris…” She remarked with a quaint smile, swishing her drink around skillfully with her hand. As the ice was brought to a stop she resumed speaking “Eris Lovelace, I‘m a social worker in Bon Temps…” Taking another sip of her drink, she wondered if she could get this place shivering under her magic. She supposed the vampires wouldn’t like that very much.
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 4, 2010 11:49:12 GMT 10
"Hana Wilks, I just moved into the Blacks old house." She replied with a smile.
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 4, 2010 12:10:54 GMT 10
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 4, 2010 13:40:09 GMT 10
Hana nodded, "How long have you been in Bon Temps?" She tilted her head slightly, curious.
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 6, 2010 12:50:48 GMT 10
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOLT H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T_________________________________________________ The maenad smiled flashing her set of ivory teeth. Her eyes glittered with the happy insanity that was common amongst her sisters. “To tell you the truth Darling, I've only been here for less than a week.” The humans got a little bit more wild, rubbing against each other and even tossing off a few pieces of clothing here and there, but Eris kept it to a minimum. She didn't want a vampire barging in on her fun just yet.
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 6, 2010 13:27:25 GMT 10
Hana smiled, "Three days." Almost everyone she had met so far was a newbie.
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 7, 2010 10:52:46 GMT 10
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOLT H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T_________________________________________________ Eris smiled, perhaps this was the source of energy she was looking for. Her eyes glittered with excitement, but at the same time she was entertained by the slight madness that was going on around her. The place was really getting wild now. “So then I guess you wouldn‘t be able to tell me about the sights.” She laughed tossing her long blonde locks over one shoulder. Her eyes remaining on the girls, why wasn’t she affected by her magic. Was she human? “I don’t suppose you’ve seen any voodoo, witchcraft or any weird stuff like that. Have you?” She asked innocently, her curiosity deceivingly like a tourists.
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 7, 2010 12:51:40 GMT 10
"I met a vamp, other than that no." Hana said, trying not to sound guarded.
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 8, 2010 10:39:32 GMT 10
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Post by Hana Wilks on Oct 8, 2010 14:15:26 GMT 10
"The vampire was from new york, I had-" She stopped short, realizing she almost said 'visions'. "Heard he was from there."
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Post by adalia4 on Oct 9, 2010 12:27:47 GMT 10
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I DONT WANNA BE THE FOOLT H A T G E T S L E F T B E H I N D I N T H E D U S T_________________________________________________ “Hmm...” She acknowledged as she took another sip of her vodka. Her eyes tracing over a male who had fallen under magic. He walked over to her and she whispered in his ear. He walked away as if it had never happened. Though Eris was waiting for him to comply with her commands. “I hear he‘s quite delicious.” She grinned with delight. “I wouldn‘t mind dragging him into bed. I hear vampires are just a delicacy in bed.” She laughed as she put down her glass. Every human in the room was now pulsing to the music unable to pull away from the Maenad‘s magic. Eris‘s mind was buzzing with her ancient tongue, praising Dionysus..
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