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| It had been a dreadfully long and tiring day for the petite blonde. Terribly long. She had spent most of the day house hunting to be honest. Living with Dimitri was wonderful and she loved the man who was like her uncle (she guesssed, she knew he would hate to be Grandpa Dimitri) she guessed. And Tarot was absolutely a doll and she loved getting into trouble with the fairy but the girl was rarely ever home. However, Telcotl was an entirely different story. She had used him to try and gain protection from Marcius but she didn't like the vampire at all and neither of them seemed to really like each other all that much, besides for their bodies. She shrugged, eh okay so she was a bit of a sex fiend she guessed. Stupid Marcius. Before she had met that beautiful red eyed, sandy haired vampire, she had been sweet, innocent, yet tough and sarcastic. Now, while she was still sweet, her innocence was LONG gone. But there was one person who had always remained a constant in her life since that day when Marcius had taken her. Even through the years she had vanished, she had stayed in touch with him, writing him letters, wishing he were there. They had always been close, very close if you know what I mean, but not in the romantic lovey dovey girlfriend/boyfriend or husband/wife deal. More like the best friends with benefits who are there for each other type thing. She honestly didn't know what she would do without Theron. She hadn't seen him much lately although Marcius had left a cruel little note saying that Theron had forgotten about her and picked out a new blonde kitten to play with. She shook her head as she walked, pulling her fitted black peacoat over her form and slipping her hands into it's pockets. The Paris ordered ruby red dress that fell to her mid thighs was a gift from a shopping trip with Uncle Dimitri and she really did like the simple low scoop neck top, and fitted form. She walked down the street back towards the home of Dimitri, glancing through the windows of the places she passed. It was then that she saw a recognizable face. Theron? She purred softly and involuntarily laughing a bit at the response. She walked in through the door and snuck around walking towards him and getting there just in time to see the drunk man spill his beer all down Theron's back. Karina bit her lip and glared the man down, before casually sticking out her heeled foot and causing the man to go tumbling down to the floor spilling the rest of his beer upon himself. Karina grabbed the beer of a passed out patron on the bar and poured it over the man on the floor with a giggle before grabbing some napkins and moving over to Theron. She quickly moved to wipe the drink from his back with the napkins as she rested her head upon his shoulder. "Theron, darling. You shouldn't come to these places alone, love." She whispered as she moved to press a light kiss to his throat. "You look like you are having a TERRIBLE day." |