Post by Ambra C. De Luca on Sept 11, 2009 2:37:35 GMT -5
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There was nothing else to do that night, not one single thing, so the vampiress was going to go down to Fangtasia and hopefully find someone to strike up a good, stimulating conversation with as well as get herself a nice glass of true blood.
Before she could really gather all her thoughts, she was speeding down the street on her street bike. She loved having a street bike instead of a car, but she had both she just used her street bike more. It sooted her, in every way and most people were amazed to find a woman climbing off the bike once it was parked and in place. The reason was, was because she kept her hair up in a bun while wearing the pitch black helmet.
As soon slowly she descended down the street which was home to the Fangtasia bar. She hated that she didn't have someone with her, but she usually did find someone to talk to. The one thing that was nice was that this Vampiress was no push over, but was also very social. Ambra a sexy, lively vampire who has been living for 2 centuries now had could never look better. She still looked like she could be twenty one maybe even nineteen when she didn't wear make up. That didn't matter right now though, all that mattered was she got some blood rolling over her craving taste buds and hollering throat.
Slowly Ms. De Luca rolled into her parking space and moved from her bike slipping the helmet from her head, her hair immediately flowing down around her form in thick dark waves of a dark dark chocolate brown. The hairband holding her hair into the bun, fell into the helmet while she placed the lock on the helmet onto the side of the bike, so no one could steal it. After that she plopped her keys into her pocket and ran her delicate and elegant fingers through her locks as she smiled at those who watched her and walked in through the doors.
Her eyes immediately went to the bar and that's where her legs carried her as she sat door and ordered some true blood while she relaxed with in the bar stool. Her emerald greens eyes slowly swept over the building and room as she looked for something interesting, but she couldn't find anything interesting at the moment, but surely something would pop up soon.. she hoped.
There was nothing else to do that night, not one single thing, so the vampiress was going to go down to Fangtasia and hopefully find someone to strike up a good, stimulating conversation with as well as get herself a nice glass of true blood.
Before she could really gather all her thoughts, she was speeding down the street on her street bike. She loved having a street bike instead of a car, but she had both she just used her street bike more. It sooted her, in every way and most people were amazed to find a woman climbing off the bike once it was parked and in place. The reason was, was because she kept her hair up in a bun while wearing the pitch black helmet.
As soon slowly she descended down the street which was home to the Fangtasia bar. She hated that she didn't have someone with her, but she usually did find someone to talk to. The one thing that was nice was that this Vampiress was no push over, but was also very social. Ambra a sexy, lively vampire who has been living for 2 centuries now had could never look better. She still looked like she could be twenty one maybe even nineteen when she didn't wear make up. That didn't matter right now though, all that mattered was she got some blood rolling over her craving taste buds and hollering throat.
Slowly Ms. De Luca rolled into her parking space and moved from her bike slipping the helmet from her head, her hair immediately flowing down around her form in thick dark waves of a dark dark chocolate brown. The hairband holding her hair into the bun, fell into the helmet while she placed the lock on the helmet onto the side of the bike, so no one could steal it. After that she plopped her keys into her pocket and ran her delicate and elegant fingers through her locks as she smiled at those who watched her and walked in through the doors.
Her eyes immediately went to the bar and that's where her legs carried her as she sat door and ordered some true blood while she relaxed with in the bar stool. Her emerald greens eyes slowly swept over the building and room as she looked for something interesting, but she couldn't find anything interesting at the moment, but surely something would pop up soon.. she hoped.
