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Post by *Violet Elizabeth Rosewater on Jan 21, 2010 20:16:44 GMT -5
Ah , New York City in all it's glory and pity. Violet liked it better over in the City then in London. She found it to be more upbeat and their was much more night life then in London as well . She wondered how many vampires lived here with all the numbers of humans who lived there. She was in her regular attire wearing a black mini skirt and a t-shirt with the words "I eat boys " with blood patterns on it could be seen with her opened red hoodie jacket. She was wearing black high combat boots and a red bow in her hair. She took in a breathe of cold crisp night air as she roomed the streets of New York . She had snuck out of her hotel room to go exploring on her own . Even if she did here that it was a dangerous place she shrugged it off. She always felt that people over exaggerated .
She was walking through the streets txting a friend when she took in the smells around her. After she became a vampire she felt like all her senses heightened . She continued to walk through when she smelled some cigarette smoke. That was one smell she didn't like , she disliked smoking a lot. She keep walking to find the smell was coming from a man who was smoking on a stoop . That man happened to be Con. She raised an eyebrow in suspicion and then looked more closely. She then walked over to the man and asked " Are you the guy named Kyle that goes by Con?" She asked . She really hoped that it was him or she would have felt extremely stupid for asking. Plus the fact that the people could obviously tell she was a tourist with that British accent of hers she now felt slightly awkward. "Maybe I shouldn't have said anything..." She thought.
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Post by *Violet Elizabeth Rosewater on Jan 22, 2010 16:33:14 GMT -5
Violet chuckled at his bad joke "Ha ha ha very funny , for your information I'm with my father on a business trip " She was extremely surprised to see him of all people here. But she was very relieved it was him so she wouldn't have felt like fool for asking. She then followed Con inside because 1. She was cold , 2. She knew that he wouldn't try anything and 3. If he did she had pepper spray and a mean ass kick to fight him off. It wasn't the nicest apartment building around but she had seen worse . She walked in and took off her hoodie jacket revealing her " I eat boys" shirt . She placed her jacket neatly onto the couch. She looked around and was surprised to see everything so neat and organized. " Whoa your apartment is so clean , this is surprising coming from a guy " She said as she took a water bottle from the fridge and sat back down onto the couch
"So why did you go to London ? " She asked as she took a sip of water letting it run down her throat . She started to feel her body start to heat up from the the heater that was in the apartment. She looked around to see if anyone else lived here with him. She saw no other signs of life . She then looked over at all the instruments he had in his apartment. "You must have lots of time on your hands to play all those instruments " She commented pointing at the shiny clean objects that where in the small apartment. "I'm guessing your a musician, that's pretty cool do you teach ?" She asked . She then thought about her question and thought to herself. "Maybe not ...music lessons are expensive so I think he'd make more money then it would cost to live here...." She thought. "Then again maybe he lives living in small apartments..I can't judge "
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Post by *Violet Elizabeth Rosewater on Jan 29, 2010 14:13:04 GMT -5
(sorry finals killed my time! )
" Hehe, nice. I have a shirt kind of like that cept it says "Stripers love my pole." Vi started to laugh. " Niceeeee . That reminds of a guy's shirt I saw...I think it said " Tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes". Violet kinda smiled remembering the moment she saw that shirt. The guy that was wearing it was fairly attractive and was staring at her boobs. So she told him that she'd tell her boobs to stop staring at her eyes if his dick would so kinda not point at her vag, since pointing isn't nice. Violet loved to comebacks like that. She lived for them , and sarcasm.
She was surprised to hear that he was in England for a family visit though she felt there was more to it then that. She decided not to press him for more information. "I only teach those who are willing to waste a least a third of life to the art of music.". He replied and cringed when she asked him if he taught music lessons. "Ah I see. Seems like you might have had some bad lessons teaching people. Then again I wouldn't want to teach someone how to draw if they weren't really into it either " She replied. She didn't blame him for not wanting to give lessons unless someone was dedicated . To play an instrument you had to be . Probably made a while ago . "She said as she ran a small pale finger over the smooth bass guitar. "Pretty kick ass huh?
"Kick ass indeed my friend. But the true question is how did you get your hands on it ? This is very valuable guitar. I'm not saying that you stole it but you must of done something good to get this ..." Her voice trailed off as she lifted her finger off the bass making sure her nail didn't come into contact with the surface to not scratch it .
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