Open Log

[familyshares]

Who; Justine and whoever!
What; Justine has been transformed into a ~White Court Vampire~
Where; Random bar
When; Late Saturday night/early Sunday morning
Rating; PG-13
Status; Ongoing; Open

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[prodigalvampire]

[When Thomas left the shower, Justine was nowhere to be seen. That, in and of itself, was weird. He hastily threw on clothes and left their apartment, his curling back hair still wet from the shower. She didn't just wander off like that. She knew better.

Something was wrong, and he had to find her. It took about an hour before he found the right bar, and it was her shocking white hair that alerted him first. There were too many scents to pick hers out of the crowd, but as he closed in, the seething power churning just beneath her skin was undeniable.

But how...]

Hey. You know, if you wanted to go bar-hopping, you could've just said something.

[familyshares]

[A flicker of annoyance crossed her face when she sensed him approaching. He was the last person she wanted to see here, he would just ruin things, ruin fun she could have. Of course, by the time he actually got close enough to say something she had plastered a smile on her face.]

I thought it might be fun to see things by myself for a change.

[prodigalvampire]

Yeah, see, there's a problem. [He crosses his arms.] You've come over all White today.

[familyshares]

[She frowns.] I'm not seeing this problem

[assworthsaving]

[It was late for some people and Drake had been finding himself at this particular bar lately just to be out of the apartment. At the very least it was a decent place where he could sit, enjoy a drink, and listen to the conversations around him. However, this was an unusual time even for him, but he had been unable to sleep and rather than stare at the walls of his apartment he figured he would see what the crowd was like at the bar.

When he entered he spotted a familiar woman sitting by herself and quickly recollected the first and only conversation he had with her to help recall her name. Normally Drake preferred to drink alone, but he felt compelled to approach Justine since she had seemed interesting when he first spoke with her. Casually he walks up alongside the young woman.]

Little late to be at a bar.

[familyshares]

[Justine tilted her head when he walked up, almost as if she was sizing him up in a way. A small smile spread across her lips and she shrugged at his comment. ]

I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd try to find something more productive to do.

[assworthsaving]

I guess this is the place to be when one can't sleep.

[He indicated that he was having a similar problem. Drake had expected a quiet evening, but he wouldn't mind company. Assuming she accepted, though the smile seemed to suggest she might.

He gestured to an empty seat beside her.]

Mind if I join you?

[familyshares]

I can't think of a better place, can you?

[She shook her head slowly and leaned back in her own chair.]

It'd be my pleasure.