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Post by Zane Nantoik on Dec 17, 2016 3:09:22 GMT
kira Adjusting his suit coat over his shoulders, he looked around at the people dancing. Many where mingling and laughing with champagne glasses. The music was played on as he scanned the room, tilting his head to the side stretching it out, he straightened his posture and at a leisure pace walked around the grand ballroom.
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Post by kira on Dec 17, 2016 3:42:05 GMT
Shifting her weight back and forth, she swayed to the music given by the musicians. She had her eyes closed for a moment, taking in the all the chatter and clip of heals on granit. She only looked up when she felt a strange pull. She scanned the area with wide gold optics. What in the devils name? her eyes landed on a particularly stunning man, had he not smelled of wolf she would have even been attracted to him. Instead she grew to be on edge... this was not good. They weren't supposed to be here. Looking around she noticed the switch in musical instruments they intended for a slow song to begin promptly. She sighed might as well scare him off before things got hectic. She fanned out the gold encrusted fan she was required to carry; and made a bee-line for him. She cursed as the music started before she was able to tell him to leave. So with the first thing to come into her head she tapped his shoulder. Knowing he must not yet know who she is cause he hadn't grown still as she had. " May I have this Dance, Misjur" she said with a velvet soft voice. Fan still poised so he wouldn't be able to see her until they joined hands.
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Dec 17, 2016 5:21:01 GMT
kira Feeling his shoulder be tapped he turned and looked down at a delicate looking woman. Her hair pulled up fairly and her stance civil. Looking down at her, his eyes met hers. She asking him to dance, in what seemed like a shy manner, he tilted his head and straightened his stance. Looking down at this delicate woman, her golden eyes stood out. A blood sucker, he thought to himself, what are they doing here? Tilting his head slightly, a small smile came to his lips, "I would be honored miss." he bowed, one arm bent behind his back, he out stretched his other hand to her.
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Post by kira on Dec 17, 2016 10:05:26 GMT
He seemed to catch on cause his stance changed. Of course in such a public setting he couldn't refuse a ladies hand, so she wasn't surprised when he offered his own hand. She took it of course, after all she had been the one to invite him. She folded the fan away and allowed him to move them to the dance floor. She whispered with a the softest of smiles. " I didn't think any of you would be here," she gave an almost sad look. Really she was sad, when the party was over she would have to kill him and she happened to really like this dress... she didn't want his filthy blood anywhere near it.. a las, it must be done she though coldly. Of course her face was nothing but a warm smile as she thought all this through. " So tell me, what tribe are you?" she said it slowly depending on his rank or usfullness to the packs might prolong his life or would make for a great tourture session.
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Dec 17, 2016 17:20:05 GMT
Leading her to the dance floor, he placed his hand on her waist. As he began to lead, he heard her voice. He almost laughed at her almost sad words, "I wasn't expecting for you to be here also." His expression almost became bitter as he knew he would have to kill her when this ball came to an end. He did care if the suit would get dirty, he just didn't want any blood of their kind on him. Asking for his tribe, he almost laughed to himself. But keeping a straight face, he tilted his head and smiled down at her with an almost cruel smile, "I might be asking you the same question. Why house at you of?" As the music played on, he walked her face, with a warm smiled on it, which he could tell, was clearly fake.
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Post by kira on Dec 18, 2016 5:04:11 GMT
She was brought towards the dance floor with grace. He new what he was going at least that would make them less noticeable with all the humans around. She blinked back surprised as he put a hand on her waste... she could feel the heat through her dress. She wasn't amused as he gave the same response. She responded by placing her hands in there needed spot, forcing her self closer to him in doing so. " Well I'm offended you can't tell. I mean I've got two major traits even the dumbest of pups would be able to see that." she said but of course did it with a smile so those around them would think she was enjoying the conversation. She brought her lips to his ear. " Your a Nantoik aren't you." she gives a real smile. Her father would be so proud if she was able to end him and bring his head as a gift... no doubt he had the same goals for her though.
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Dec 19, 2016 20:10:58 GMT
He gave an almost cruel chuckled as he looked down at a Sireent standing in his arms. " Traits which I have not interest in what so ever.." He mentionedi in a blank tone. Adjusting his hand on the curve of her waist, now that she took the hint of who he was, he twirled her around and and she landed back in his arms. " It depends, what do you think I am?" A smile lifted the corner of his lip, he looked down at the blood sucking rat in his arms. He wouldn't mind killing her thre and then, but it would cause a scene and he had a reputation to keep. Giving her a carless glance, he waiting for her to respond to his comments.
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Post by kira on Dec 21, 2016 4:31:36 GMT
She gave a small tease smile, "Are you sure about that?"Her eyes glittered with amusement if he truly had not interest in whom she was then he wasn't a participant of this war.. so clearly it was a bluff. They danced with a well mannered perfection, as they did so she studied him head to toe. "Darling I don't think I know," she gave a dazzling smile for show. Being twirled around she blinked surprised."Tell me it's Zane correct?" But quickly recovered they drew close again and she asked softly "I take it your planing my death? Of course it's a shame to ruin such a dance with such un-mannered thinking"
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Jan 5, 2017 21:08:16 GMT
He almost winces when he says his name, such a creature saying his name gave him a sence of descust. But he kept his eyes blank and proper and gave a slight nod spinning her around once more. He chuckled cruely at her last comment and solf smile rested on his lips. "Such as yourself Miss, the planning of my demise is no way a lady such as yourself should ever think." they dance with perfection and elegance. As he looked down at her fake smile, he narrowed his eyes. Sadly enough, she would not complete her task, because her last breath will be take shotly. "And, my dear, such manner of sas should not be used by a proper lady as yourself, and in the pressence of a man." He looked at her with blank eyes but a joking smile.
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Post by kira on Jan 6, 2017 20:01:26 GMT
Tilting her head to the side in a slight manner of thinking she decided he was no longer worth her time, mission or not she wan't in the mood for a hunt tonight. After all he was rather dull, and no longer fun to play with. "I find it odd you would suspect me of such ill manner thinking I simply with to enjoy my night." She said with a small frown knowing her normal ruitines would soon come to an end once her heart was claimed by the time of her age. She leaned closer to him, Whispering into his ear. "I'm over the war in fact I know you wish to kill me. Darling I'm not a sas i'm just hoping for it all to end. You would be doing me a favor." She pulled away and completed the final steps to the dance as the music slowly came to a close. She curtsied and stepped away, a look of stress, sarrow, and ruefulness made her expression. "Good, sir" she said stooping low as was required for the end of a dance.
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Mar 3, 2017 21:36:43 GMT
He scoffed as he walked away, "Well isn't that amusing?" He thought to himself as he watched her walk off. Stretching his neck to the side, he walked off. The music stopped now and he was strolling around, then a large man took him by the shoulder. "Come eat son!" his voice boomed as he led him to a large table. Seeing the young vampire he told off at their dance together, he found himself being seated next to her. His eyes widened as he looked over and down at her. "Well isn't fate a strange fellow?"
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Post by kira on Mar 3, 2017 21:42:50 GMT
Sitting in a red plush seat she smiled at the gentleman across from her and turned to greet the one who would be spending an evening at her side and her eyes grew wide. Just my luck. She gave a small smile as his comment met her ears. "Strange indeed, so tell me do you just truly enjoy my company or is there something else your motive of following me around all night?" she played coyly with her napkin. Glancing at him from under her lashes she wasn't sure if this was a game she should play in... "You you mind if I asked you a few questions, you are welcome to ask your own as well. I mean it's only fair, and for the good of getting to know one another" she said sweetly. Shocking her self, she was even excited to see if he would comply. What was it with this wolf?
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Mar 7, 2017 20:49:29 GMT
Her sweet tone seemed to echo in his ears as she gazed up at him. Zane tilted his head amused, she almost seemed in her manner. The previous encounter almost seemed to have never happened. His interest was peeked at her question. "I don't why not." He replied coolly. Now that he thought of it, he didn't really get a good look at her, though they danced, he refused to even focus on her face. She was quite fair, snow white hair, with vivid gold eyes. Her skin was fair, her whole complexion was almost entrancing to gaze upon. "What shall they first question be then?" He asked, his eyes meeting her.
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Post by kira on Mar 7, 2017 20:55:06 GMT
She gave a small smile, so the wolf was up for a game. She tipped her head to the side as if in thought. "How about we start with something simple. Do you my good sir happen to have a favorite color?"
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Mar 7, 2017 21:08:36 GMT
Looking up, he contemplated her question, the only color that kept coming to mind was the forest green he walked through everyday. "I will have to say green." He replied as he look back down at her. "And do you, miss, I have a favorite color?"
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Post by kira on Mar 8, 2017 21:16:25 GMT
Giving a small smile at his answer she felt a pang, she missed the colors of green and yellow and happy Easter colors. She looked around was there green in this room? as she got older her eyes only let her see duller colors grays blacks and vivid reds... "Well I always liked yellow, but now days I fancy purples" she gave a small faint smile one of the colors she still could see. "Are you fond of a particular season?"
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Post by Zane Nantoik on Apr 25, 2017 19:09:36 GMT
He nodded as he heard her responds. Looking at his hands, the thought of the question she asked. Spring was always his favorite season, the cool air with the rain storms that was brought by the season. Meeting her eyes once more, a smile came to his lips. "Spring, I am quite fond of spring," He said with a smile on his lips as he looked down at her. "And if I may ask, what is your favorite season?" He asked in a pleasant tone.
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