Sam smilled at Rebecca, "We can just 'chill'," She used quote marks on the word chill. Being from England, she didn't use the word much, "We can go back to my apartment, or we can go somewhere you know."
WAR IN THE STREETS:A MAFIA /WEREWOLF/VAMPIRE/RP
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"I don't care; let's go back to yours." she sighed, "That is, if you've got something to drink at your place..."
Sam grinned and nodded. She led Rebecca up to her huge apartment and sat down on her sofa.
"Help yourself" She said, pointing at the fridge.
"Help yourself" She said, pointing at the fridge.
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Anton kept quiet when he heard the news. He sat in quiet mourning, the leader of there pack was gone, but a new one has been placed. He stood up quickly."Where are these thugs" He said in heavy accent.
Marcus heard Anton speak and he sighed heavily.
"Lunaris went down fighting while they pumped him full of silver,all of them have been wiped out."
Marcus looked around himself and heard a general murmur of agreement and satisfaction.
"Lunaris went down fighting while they pumped him full of silver,all of them have been wiped out."
Marcus looked around himself and heard a general murmur of agreement and satisfaction.
Dan sat on the roof of Samanthas hotel, gazing at the city. He didn't need to attend the meatingas he was not in the Lycan mafia. He was rogue. He climbed down silently and peeked through the window of Sam's apartment, un noticed.
Rebecca looked in the fridge, and found only a few bottles of beer. She shrugged; now was not the time to be picky. Taking one, she searched for a minute to find a bottle opener, then wrenched it open and took a drink. It was not long before she felt the alcohol affecting her. It was something she always forgot, the way that never having to eat severely reduces one's tolerance...
The beer finished already (part of her wondering if that was a bad thing or not), Rebecca flopped down onto the sofa.
The beer finished already (part of her wondering if that was a bad thing or not), Rebecca flopped down onto the sofa.
Sam smilled at Rebecca and retrieved her own drink from the fridge. She opened it and sat back down next to Rebecca.
She flicked the TV on and looked at Rebecca, "Looks like I need to restock. So anyway, how have you been lately?"
She flicked the TV on and looked at Rebecca, "Looks like I need to restock. So anyway, how have you been lately?"
Rebecca made a face. "Same old, same old," she said, glumly, "I'm just living day to day, without any pint to life. Even the mafia are getting stale; all the old members have got too comfortable, and they don't even try any more"
She sighed, "Even as a vampire, I'm sick of life as usual. I need something to distract me..."
She sighed, "Even as a vampire, I'm sick of life as usual. I need something to distract me..."
Rebecca smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes, "With who?" she asked, with half a laugh, "Mortals never last, and all the guys who aren't obsessed with 'fresh blood' think I'm kind of freak, just cos I wear colours, weigh more than six stone and have a real pair of tits."
She realised suddenly that her voice had become bitter, and that she was saying more than she meant to. Stupid drink she thought, but it was too late now...
She realised suddenly that her voice had become bitter, and that she was saying more than she meant to. Stupid drink she thought, but it was too late now...
"I'm sure if you try hard enough, you could find someone...I suppose Jeremiah is out of the question." She laughed.
She took the last gulp from her drink and rested the glass on the table beside her.
She took the last gulp from her drink and rested the glass on the table beside her.
"That creep? I dunno... He's eager enough, but he's not someone I'd want to spend my time with." she paused, the asked, "What about you? Is there anyone special in you life?"
Sam looked down at the floor and frowned.
"Not so far." She admitted, rather gloomily, "But, i'm still on the look out."
"Not so far." She admitted, rather gloomily, "But, i'm still on the look out."
Rebecca laughed and put her arm around her friend, "Hell, you'll be alright. And anyway, we've got each other, haven't we?"