Feel the Beat [OPEN]

[sabinedesmarais]

Sabine swung her hips in time to the music, her senses wrapped up in the beat. She was intoxicated by the sounds, all mixed together, making her head spin. Her lips lifted into a smile as she went lower, very slowly. Men around her turned to watch, and she flashed them all flirty smiles. She slithered up next to one, rubbing her thigh against his. His body pushed up against hers, and they lost themselves in the music. She got bored with the guy (he was a bad adancer) and slunk off to watch for potectial prey. She caught a dark-eyed man watching her from across the room and she motioned for him to join her on the dance floor. The song changed, slower this time.

She pressed against him, taking in his sweet scent and losing herself in it. She sighed, and rested her head on his shoulder. His hands moved lower on her hips. She pulled away slightly, looking him in the eye. Her eyes said, You're going too fast. His hands went up about five inches, up around her belly button. They danced for a few more minutes, but she got bored with this one too. None of the humans could satisfy her, but she knew just what she needed.

She sniffed the air, and caught the scent of another of her kind. She searched for the origin of the smell, but the other vampire was impossible to find in the swaying mass of bodies. She continued searching, looking for the guy who would make her night...

[don]

Don hid himself behind two chattering young man with a cup of spiked punch to keep him company. Of course he would have preferred a sip of blood, but he did not feel like going for a hunt. The people who attended the party were so bright and vivacious, taken up by their own desires. Don only wanted a drink, and he did not want to satisfy some woman’s lust in order to get it. Something simple would be nice. He missed the years that he could simply take what he wanted with minimal stress and effort. Then technology came along. Darn that technology. Don found himself glaring into his cup, and suddenly both men realized he was there.
“You weren’t listening onto our conversation, were you?” the blonde one asked sharply.
Don sneered.
“There’s not much you could say that would interest me, boy.”
“Stop lurking around us,” the other agreed.
Don looked from one to the other. Both glared at him with dominating threat in their faces. Don felt the annoyance at not being able to teach them a lesson. He leaned towards them, taking their scents, pressing his nose close to their sleeves with exaggerated sniffs.
“D&G? Looks like your friend has been seeing other men,” he said to the blonde, nodding at his companion. They looked at him with disgust, and turned their backs.
“Ugh. Creepy.”
“What a freak.”
Don grinned, taking a drink as he watched them walk in the opposite direction with eager steps. He frowned. Punch, even with alcohol, could never compare to blood.

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Sabine came back to the ballroom, feeling refreshed after her visit to the bathroom. She fluffed her hair one more time, and looked around. She smelled sweat and perfume, both very enticing. but tonight she wasn't interested in hunting, just having some fun.

But nothing was happening. She didn't feel like doing anything with humans (they're so boring). She smelled another vampire, and followed the scent through the crowd. She couldn't tell a vampire by sight usually, but sometimes their pale skin and sharp features gave them away.

A man at the other side of the room caught her eye. His dark eyes glinted malevolently as they scanned the room. She was curious, and walked toward him. When she was very close, she smelled the air for his scent.

Definately a vampire, she thought. Let's see what he's up to.... She sauntered over and pulled on his sleeve.

[don]

Don turned with faint interest to the woman who pulled his sleeve, looking from her face to the hand gripping his clothing. He recognized her as a vampire at once, noting her pale skin and the glimpse of fang. Although he wished they had a way of talking amongst the mortals, he was content with knowing that they both realized the other was a vampire. Besides, if a mortal overheard them speaking, then it would be easy to laugh and make fun.
“Hello,” he greeted her, offering a cool smile, “It’s good to see a beautiful woman among these faded mortals.”
No one turned to stare or sent a scowl his way. This must be the kind of party where no one eavesdrops. They are simply taken up by their own lives. Don was glad of it.

[sabinedesmarais]

"Thank you." Sabine said cautiously. You could never trust any easy compliment these days. She looked him up and down, taking in his pale skin and broad shoulders.

"Do you want to dance? There's nothing else to do anyway..."

[don]

It was not a formal party. People were dancing casually, talking, eating. A man Don suspected was drunk stood at the bar waiting for his girl to come back from grinding a man wearing a spiked collar around his neck. She wouldn’t be back. Not if she liked the kind of guy she was dancing with. Don found himself staring with the blood lust coursing through his chest. She looked tasty dressed in that black dress pressed over her curves and red high heels twisting into the floor.
“No, I think there is something else to do,” he said with a wicked smile, taking her hand and walking onto the dance floor. He made it look real, placing his hands on her hips and pressing her close to him, while all the time maneuvering towards the woman in black.
“You take the man,” he whispered into her ear, almost regretting moving away and cutting into the couple’s heated dance. She was easy work. He let her get a glimpse of the fangs and she was willing, even asking him to feed as long as he didn’t drain her. He happily complied, gently piercing her skin and licking the blood away from the wound. It was then that the boyfriend decided to end the fun, and Don allowed him to cut in and steal the woman away, wondering just how long the relationship would last after that night.
His snack having been stolen away, he turned to find Sabine again, and resume the dance he had, sadly, cut off in the middle.

[sabinedesmarais]

Sabine watched as the man she was dancing with silently sucked blood from an innocent girl. When she felt his hands on her hips again, she smiled. She cleared her throat, then said, "I don't even know your name. So I'll start: My name is Sabine Desmarais, and I'm 1,348 years old. Now it's your turn."

She looked up at his face, her lips twisting into a cruel smile that was half humorous and half sneer.

[don]

Don grinned back at her, flashing his fangs.
“Well,” he said, looking down with a wicked gleam in his eyes, “I’m much younger than you are. Hardly even a hundred years old. But for my name, don’t you think there’s always use for a little mystery in a relationship?”
Don wasn’t looking for anything permanent or serious. He wanted fun. Killing could be fun, if you wanted it to be, and a lover could be fun, if you allowed things to flow.

[sabinedesmarais]

"Well, then.." Since he wouldn't tell her his name, she was a bit insulted. Yes, mystery was good, but it was kind of annoying when you didn't know someone's name. "Fine... If you're not going to tell me your name, can you at least tell me what I can call you, even a nickname or something?"

She waited to see what his reply would be. She hoped that she would at least be able to know his nickname. She turned away for a moment, glancing through the crowd, and noticing the song had changed. The beat was slower this time

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[don]

Don could tell she was bored by the game. But what was this if not some fun?
“It’s Don,” he said, “That’s not a nickname. That my genuine name.”
He took her onto the dance floor and kept her an inch or two away. Like a first date policy. The first date, you dance two feet away, the second, you advance another foot, and by the sixth date, you’re almost touching.
“It’s almost a nickname itself,” he joked.

[sabinedesmarais]

"At least it's not short for 'Donald'... Be grateful for that! It's actually quite a nice name." Sabine giggled a bit at her little joke. She thought for a little bit about a good conversation starter, then said, "So, Don..." She made sure to take extra care to accentuate his name. "Tell me, what brings you here tonight? Hunting, or just looking for a good time?" She'd already fed the night before, so she was just coming for something to do, but she wanted to know about him.

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[don]

Don smiled mildly, resting his hands on the swell of her hips.
“All work and no play makes Don a dull boy.
I came for an easy feed, and now I want my fun.”
He wanted her to know that she was part of his nightly amusement, and that he didn’t expect her to look at him any differently. Don never put worth into a relationship the first day, and although he had in the past started relationships with a woman, it never went far. Mostly his own fault. His late wife was a difficult woman to forget. He put down reminiscing as a past time for dying mortals. Ironic, because that’s what he always found himself doing.
“A vampire who accepts his habits always has time for fun, but it does get dull.”
Nothing original ever happens once you become used to life without care. You feed, and then if you want, you take a woman home. If you want some excitement, you freak out the girl and then you kill her. But even that is predictable.

[sabinedesmarais]

"Hmm..." Sabine went silent, because she couldn't think of anything to say. She listened to the music, and watched the plain-faced mortals dance to the music. They were so plain and ugly compared to vampires. The transforamtion didn't change their face, but the hollow cheeks and pale skin was an attractive combination. Now she found mortal men boring- not as pretty as she once did. Although Christian had been an exception, but she didn't want to think about him right now. It was distracting and made her depressed and moody- not at all attractive.

"Habits are nice, but I find it sometimes a bit more fun to be spontaneous. When you get to be as old as me, doing the same thing for a thousand years gets a bit repetative, if you know what I mean. I'm constantly trying to find some way to entertain myself- i.e. dancing with you. I don't usually go dancing with strangers.... But hey, you got try things some time or another." She grinned.

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[don]

Don nodded, eyes wandering around the room to look at the other dancers.
A man bumped into him and apologized while at the same time glaring hatefully. Don wondered briefly if he realized he was apologizing, or if what he really meant to say was, ‘Hey, watch it, you clumsy jerk.’ Don felt like taking a bite out of him simply out of spite, but just smiled, showing enough of his fangs for the mortal to look twice.
“Being a vampire can be boring,” Don said to his companion, “But I guess it’s really just the people you spend your time around. There’s not much challenge in the company I keep.”

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OOC: I'm sooooo sorry, but I cannot come up with anything!!! I'll reply soon, promise!!