Irene:
My eyes immediately looked up to see it was the vampire who was glaring at Roman earlier. His cold skin began to sting mine, and I immediately parted my hand from his.

Roman:
I shrugged. "It's only a dance. Besides, I can tell that you're not exactly evil."

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Marshall:   when she pulled away, she scared me, so did the same. I knocked over a few glasses. Wine seeped into the cream table cloth. "Shoot..." I shoved my hands I Nme pocket and walked away toward the entrance.   Evree:   I stared at him, blank faced.  "Evil?" I stepped toward him. "Vampires are no EVIL. Vampires don't cause any harm to anyone. We actually HELP, humans. You've gotten my kind all wrong, your just a stereotyping.. Dog!"
i could feel my second half rising.
Calm yourself Evree. It's all going to be okay.

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Irene:
People stared at me as the passed by. Rolling my eyes, I took a cup of white wine that was luckily still standing, and walked away to the outside.

Roman:
I let out a sigh. "Listen bloodsucker, I'm not going to argue with you about this, alright?" I growled as my alpha tone appeared. "Stereotyping? For the love of God, your kind is what's killing off the human population!" Shaking my head and glaring at her. "For a moment, I swore that you were my mate," I said as I left the room.

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(( I'd like to base the Vampire lives off of a book series I read (Cirque Du Freak). In the book the had Vampires and Vampaneze. The vampires only took the amount of blood they needed & then seal the cut. Vampaneze are the ones that kill people, they drain them of all their blood. I just like they idea of Vampires being good.. It's kinda nice. So if that's okay with you ?))

Marshall: 

i stood outside in the now cold, windy night. It was dark, and calm. There was a lot of commotion from inside.



Evree:

Mate?
"Mate?!?"
i chased him out the door.
"No, this conversation isn't over just yet!"

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[It's fine with me. =)]

Irene:
As I walked out I saw the vampire boy, once again. I then stared back down at my wine cup, and then took another drink. I felt the effect of ########### finally taking place, so I slowed myself on the drink.

Roman:
I turned around and glared at her. "It is. Now, just leave me alone if you think I'm a 'stereotype dog.'" I walked down the stairs and immediately headed towards a second drink table, grabbing the whiskey. 

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Evree: 

He did not just walk away from me, Evree, Goddess of the Vampire. No one walks away from me.

"Hold it right there."
I grabbed his wrist. I could feel his pulse. 


Marshall:


i looked over my shoulder. There was the brunette. 
"Well, this stinks, eh?"
I strutted over to her.

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[Erm, I don't honestly think it's fair that she can stop Roman from moving simply because she's a vampire goddess...]

Roman: 
I glared at her and tore my hand away from her. "Leave me alone," I said with a vicious growl, my eyes becoming a glowing gold. My alpha aurora radiated off of me.


Irene:
I turned to look at the vampire. "Well, half and half."

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(( Yeah das true.))

Evree:

"Ugh! You've got everything all wrong! You don't understand! Why won't you just hear me out!"
i was causing a scene. I could feel the tears rising in my eyes. I blinked them away and blushed.
"You know what, forget it! I don't care what you think about me!"
I yelled to him, and ran out the door.

Marshall:

I titled my head at her and smirked.
"Oh yeah, how so?"

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Irene:
"One, I've never really liked balls, and two because I want to go home," I told him as I took another drink of the wine. If I didn't stop now, I have a chance of becoming ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ.

Roman:
I shook my head and felt my heart break. First, I'm trying to show her that I don't care what species she is to not be my mate, and there she goes calling me a stereotypical dog. 

Shrugging, I took the last gulp of the whiskey.

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Marshall:

I laughed.
"I feel yah'."
i leaned up against the building and sipped my drink
"I don't even know why I'm here really. Something drew my towards it, but I just can't find out what it is..."
i pondered my thoughts.



Evree:

I felt terrible.
Why couldn't he have just listened to me... We're not evil, we help people!
Tears began to swell in my eyes. I whipped out my phone and dialed the number.
"Nials?...Yes. Yes. Okay. Thank you."
I hung up, and put my phone away.
I shouldn't have called him names... I was being short tempered, and most of all, a brat. I just want to apologize, and explain myself... Why won't he hear me out!?
I rested my face in my palms and waited quietly for my ride home.

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