Watching the Ghosts

[Cody Lambert]

[bg=0A0702] Enemy of mine, I'm just a stranger in a strange land Running out of time, better go Angel or a demon, I gave up my soul, I'm guilty of treason, I've abandoned control I gave a breathy laugh at her question. "You would think so. However, the generation that thinks of music the way I do no longer exists. I opened Blood Reign because I like people and you meet all kinds this way. But you get the bad mixed in with the good. It's impossible to avoid. Just like going to a music concert. You go to hear your beloved musician but you get the other crazy concert-goers as well. Life is too much of a gray area. They say not everything is black and white. Nothing is black and white. Just shades of gray. I wasn't sure if I was being too philosophical. My logic was severely warped due to my extended life. Humans would see this as a lifetime career that I would hate parts of but I saw it as a short bout of fun until I was forced into something new. Anything unpleasant mattered very little in the long run. I smiled at her second comment. "I'll always have my music but by secluding myself, I may miss out on someone with a truly unique personality. Such as yourself. Trust me, I don't do it for the girls. I could retreat to my home and live as a recluse but then I would be alone, without my friends and unable to meet anyone new. Sounds quite dull, wouldn't you say?" In fact, I had tried the seclusion thing. It hadn't gone over well, nearly causing me to lose my sanity. The extreme boredom and lack of diversity had whittled at me slowly, driving me farther and farther from my true self. I never wished to go back to that. I had always wanted a companion but it was very difficult to find one. Vampires could be territorial and usually grew tired of each other after a few centuries. Humans were good companions with poor longevity. I had never befriended a hybrid; the situation had never presented itself to me. The end is coming, Everybody run now, We're gonna live forever, Gonna live forever tonight, Tonight Word Count: three two eight Song: "Stranger In A Strange Land" - 30 Seconds To Mars Notes: Is alright. Whatever works C:

[Alyson Parol]

It wasn’t Alyson’s place to say that Cody was right or wrong for thinking the way he did. And even if it were okay to do so she coudn’t really come up with an intelligent argument for her case anyway. It was taking all the metal capability she had to keep up with the refined and long lost manner in which he spoke. Most guys today could drone of for hours and say nothing at all, where as Cody would say one thing and it meant many things.

“So wait you think I’m interesting? If that’s the case you need to come out of your back room more.”

Of all the bits that stuck out in her mind it was the portion of his conversation that entailed the idea that she was, in his eyes, interesting. To be called such was far more flattering to her then any term along the lines of “hot” or “cute”. Those terms were only used when a member of the opposite sex had nothing better to do then find a cut-corner way to get what every guy actually wanted. And even though she was trying to play off the cool act her face betrayed her by getting warm and causing her cheeks to flush ever so slightly.

“And....you’re right. Being alone all the time does not in fact sound all the appealing so I can see why you would choose to deal with the bad in hopes of finding some good company as opposed to avoiding it all to together.”

Again Alyson’s gaze was on the move. This time she was in search of a clock of some kind. As she was not keeping track of time there was no way to be sure as to how late it was. As much as she prided herself on being independent, she had no intention of angering her parents, especially over something as simple as curfew.

“Well Cody I hate to ditch while in the middle of our talk but I should be getting home. I still have folks whom will waste no time tearing out what little hair they have left if I’m not home in a timely manner. But it was nice to meet you.”

Standing up quickly once more Alyson crossed over to where Cody was to maybe shake his hand. It was strange but she didn’t want to just walk off without at least some gesture of thanks.

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* Word Count: 400
* Notes: Hope this one is better then the last one! :3

[Cody Lambert]

[bg=0A0702] Human connect to human Boy meets girl, know what to do Human connect to human How can I connect to you? I nodded calmly. "Compared to them you are. They are all cookie cutters, trying their best to emulate people who are famous. They have no personality of their own. They're just clones. You are different." I noticed the flush on her cheeks and lowered my eyes to hide my smile. She was too good a person to get involved with me. Too young to be involved with me too. I wanted to know her better but at the same time, I felt I would be robbing her of something. I couldn't give her the kind of friendship another human could. Unless I let her in on my secret, there would forever be lies and excuses for why I was different and why she would only see me at night. I get out of my back room enough. I spend time in the main room of the club too." I had deliberately put a play on her words, to see if she would rise to my challenge. I looked at her over the top of my glasses, an intense stare. I quirked a brow, giving her a playful smile. I had my moments when I could be extremely detached from a conversation but here she had captured my attention quite well. I noticed her glance around looking for a clock almost causing me to grin maniacally. I didn't keep clocks for the simple reason that their constant track of time irritated me. I did, however, have a cell phone. I surreptitiously flipped it open to check the time. I had no idea her age, but I suspected she had other engagements tomorrow that she would need to be rested for. And it was late after all. When she brought it up, I stood and took her hand. "The pleasure was mine." I bowed in a mock of olden times, tilting a smile her way. I straightened, keeping her hand clasped in mine. "Would you like for me to take you home? It's not exactly safe around here." I hinted subtly at our 'adventure' earlier. I knew very well what walked these streets at such hours. Let me interact, how can I connect? Word Count: three five one Song: "Human Connect to Human" - Tokio Hotel Notes: Car <--Click

[Alyson Parol]

Cody’s hand was cold even after having been inside for so long and that drew a hint of concern to Alyson. There was no way someone healthy could still possibly feel almost dead-like after being indoors for so long.

“Umm well are you sure you shouldn’t spend your time visiting an ER instead of driving me home? You are really cold...”

Alyson looked down to the clasped hands then back up at Cody’s face hoping he was going to take her seriously. There was no reason that she couldn’t walk home by herself, even though she had a serious desire to see what the owner of a clubs car looked like.

“I mean I could ride along if you want...if I have a good reason to be out I’m sure my folks will live.”

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Alyson started to tug at Cody as she started to lead to the door they had come in through. She had no idea where the car was, but there was a potential hypothermic case attached to her and her good samaritan side was not about to let it get any worse so long as she could help it.
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* Word Count: 190
* Notes: [/color] Silly vampire, you know better then to touch people! XD Oh and sorry this one is so short....

[Cody Lambert]

[bg=0A0702] Well, I swear to God we've been down this road before The guilt's no good, and it only shames us more And the truths that we all try to hide, Are so much clearer when its not our lives When we don't face the blame I smiled crookedly at her comment. "No worries, sweetheart. I just have bad circulation." It wasn't a lie, I was just bending the truth enough that it snapped on its own. Circulation was no longer necessary when your tissues were dead. Therefore, my circulation was just about as bad as it could get. My expression fell into a more serious tone. "Besides, it's dangerous here at certain times. I have discovered some... things today that make it very risky for certain persons to be caught alone." I squeezed her hand lightly, hoping she would take my warning seriously. I usually tried to stay out of matters with others but they were in my territory and I wasn't interested in cleaning up their messes. Especially if those messes consisted of the remains of my new friend. "Ride along if I want? I insist." I took the lead as we walked out the door. I locked the door behind us, ensuring that no one would mess with the club's workings from the inside. I preceded to scoop her up and carry her bridal style. "Come along, Princess. Time to get you home safe and sound." My car wasn't far, parked in the private section of the club's parking lot. I put her down on her feet next to the passenger door of my black Nissan GTR. "Your chariot awaits." I dug the keys out of my pocket and unlocked the doors, surreptitiously glancing her way to see her reaction. Believe In this lie with us all Word Count: two four five Song: "Hear Me Now" - Framing Hanley Notes: Silly me C: It's okay if it takes you a while to get back in the hang of posting. Happens to me too. In fact, I'm not doing too well myself.

[Alyson Parol]

It was hard to say when the whole situation changed. On second there as a sure fired trip to the ER in the near future and then the whole night took a more Cinderella-esque feeling. Once more the, becoming more general, term sweetheart came up and after that Cody was in the lead.

“Wait do you mean there’s like a prowler on the....”

Before there was time to finish Alyson was begin scooped up like a new bride and carried to what she assumed to be the car. When her feet left the ground she made a small 'eep’ noise that ended any questions, comments. or concerns that she had thought about expressing. Her hands were tightly latched to whatever part of Cody’s top she was able to take hold of. He made it seem effortless, but she was never very trusting when it came to being carried.

Naturally after not much travel Alyson’s feet were back on the ground and it was then that she had to force herself to release her death grip. The “carriage” in front of her was a car she could only hope to one day posses. It was sleek and black and just her style, to say the least she had now another reason to be speechless. In fact it wasn’t until she was in the car that she could talk again.

“Cody...your car...it rocks.”

Turing to face the princely character next to her she was wondering why she hadn’t bothered to pay much attention to older guys before now. Sure there was the idea that they might not look at her any different then there younger sister, or something close to that nature, but why was that ever enough to stop her from trying to find someone like she had tonight?

“Can I just say that you are NOT what I expected at all. It makes me want to pick your brain a little.”

Alyson leaned towards him not really trying to hide that she was. It was dark and she couldn’t quite make out his expression, so moving over was the only way to correct this issue.
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* Notes: Psssh you're doing GREAT! I loved your last post especially, it made me laugh! : D[/color]

[Cody Lambert]

[bg=0A0702] I hope time can stop, it's hard for me to breathe She's really walking over here to me What should I say? What should I do? I shook my head. "Not exactly a prowler. Much more unpleasant. And plural." I didn't like the idea of risking anyone to these intruders. Since they had not contacted me, it was pretty obvious that they did not have friendly intentions but instead wanted to see if they could get an easy ride off of being here and blaming me for their actions. Her death grip made me smile. It was next to impossible for me to drop her unintentionally. And I had no intention of eating her or anything, despite my species. She seemed much too interesting for that. I started the car, and turned on the neon blue ambient lights inside the car. One part of club life that I liked to keep with me. Neon lights never got old. It left the car with an ethereal look on the inside, everything bathed in electric blue. Her comment made it obvious that she was impressed. "Thank you. Part of the reason I chose to run a club. I can make enough money to have toys like this." Thinking about my current occupation made me curious about what she was bound to do for the rest of her life. I decided to move on from that topic. I didn't plan on integrating myself into her life in any way. I smiled at her last comment. "I pride myself in being unpredictable. Pick away." I would have to remember not to go too far with the information I gave her. I could very easily drop too many of the wrong kind of hint and lose my secrecy. She leaned a little closer to me, causing an unusual tingle to go up my arm. I realized I had no idea where she lived or where I was supposed to go so I just took a scenic route toward the residential area of town. This is not my strongest point that she knows, she pardons me for stepping on her toes, I heard she's a pageant queen So what's she doing dancing with me? Word Count: three one zero Song: "Slow Dance" - Framing Hanley Notes: Thank you. For your entertainment, lol

[jadethschild]

Aku had been wandering his way from city to city, lurking in the shadows as he passed breathlessly by all of the people. He hated the life he led, wanting something more worthwhile. Something he could do that wouldn't disgust him at every thought. Being a vampire was bad enough in his eyes, but wanting-no, needing to feed off of your own kin was another matter all together.

The Trench coat he wore wasn't much of a fit-in-with-the-crowd kind of git-up. Almost gathering more looks than he wanted to receive. He let his mind wander a moment. trying to think of somewhere he could possibly go. He heard music in the distance, perhaps a club. but why would he go there? Probably nothing but losers out to get laid. but then again, he'd been to a couple exclusive places just for vampires.

His thoughts were blotted out as a girl smiled at him after poking his shoulder.

"Sir?" she asked. "Would you like to come to a club with me? All my friends have boys to go with them, but I don't. so I was wondering if you would be so kind as to come with me as my date?" she looked up at Aku with bright green eyes, he had to think about it for a moment. Did they mean the club nearby? Couldn't hurt, but what would he gain out of this? Probably nothing. But he could at least attempt to be normal. Even though that was a dream so far pitched that a super hero couldn't even catch it. Aku passed a glance at her friends and their dates, who were all rather punkish looking, spiked hair, piercings, The whole set up of a trouble maker. Aku looked back at the girl, and nodded. She jumped up clapping her hands.

"I knew you would Sir! My Friends said that no one would come with me. but I knew Some one would..." she rambled on and on. "OH! I almost forgot to tell you my name." she held out her hand. "I'm------" Aku didn't really care who she was. They arrived at the Club, after a tedious walk.

The club's name...Blood Reign... 'Great...' Aku thought to himself with a bit of distaste. On their way inside Aku found no bouncers...odd... but all of them were let in freely. Inside the actual club, He was overpowered by the mingling scents of alcohol, Vampires, humans and Hybrids alike. even more odd...
All of them were dancing, and the music was terribly loud. Aku sighed, he would have to get used to the human world. So full of idiots.

[beccalank]

Ryne walked down the street toward the loud club music. She has had a few incounters with some vampires, even though she is not one of them.
She was dressed in her usual tanktop, half leather jacket, and her jean shorts. Her hair fell down in black waves to her waist.
When she got to the door, she didn't mind that there wasnt bouncers at the door. She just smiled, walked in, and nodded at the bar-tender.
Heading over to the bar, she got jut one shot of Jack Daniels. Leaving the shot-glass at the bar, She danced over to a dark corner and leaned against the wall, smirking slightly.
Ryne ran a hand threw her pitch-black hair, watching around for anything-or anyone....

[williamthricehaven]

William Thricehaven sat in the corner of the club, with a half-full glass sangria. When he walked in the door, everyone looked and stared as he glided through the building.Probably my sword, Raphael, thought Thrice haven.
William interlocked his fingers and began to scan the club. So many possible meals tonight, Thricehaven smiled and chuckled to himself, what would I have this night, human or hybrid? Either one would be easy to persuade to the mansion, to get them in the living room, and, well, the rest is self explanatory. Maybe it would be easier to walk down a dark alley and pick a fight with a drunkard.
How dull had William’s life become in the last five decades. Parties less elegant and self abuse than for social status. What is my life coming to thinking of only how to survive, thought William in a depressive moment he has come prone to in recent years, maybe I should try to work the government from the shadows and give myself some purpose again.

[Alyson Parol]

With the invite to pink his brain I was now at a loss of how to go about doing so. I mean would it be okay to ask him how old he was or where he came from? We were only strangers to one another, but on the other hand people posted way more incriminating details of their life on Facebook now adays so maybe it wasn't as awful an idea as I originally prospected.

“Maybe you can start by telling me how old you are or where you grew up?"

I didn't really bother looking over at him. It wasn''t like he could go about making any kind of return eye contact. Unless he had plans to run his very nice car into a guardrail or something unpleasant like that. The idea of harm coming to this car almost made my physically sick. Even if I worked all day every day I wouldn't be able to afford something this nice for possibly years to come.

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* Word Count: 168....
* Notes:This post SUCKS! Sorry : (

[naamah]

Soul walked in to the club following the odd mix of scents, never had she seen or heard of a place that vampires, hybrids, and humans mingled. Looking at her outfit, a torn denim skirt, leggings, halter top and heeled boots she sighed hoping it was okay. Hesistently she walks to the bar looking around for potential escape routes and studies her surroundings.