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Subject: West of Nowhere


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Telcoltl Mateo
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Date Posted: 10:40:23 08/19/09 Wed
In reply to: Karina Mata 's message, "East of LA" on 21:02:29 08/18/09 Tue




He had done well in Dimitri's absence. His body had grown accustom to the night and shone with the moon's illuminating glow. The tattoo's of ancient art sat with riveting contrast against his silver sheen skin. The moonlight, though weak, illuminated the darkness and showered Dimitri in his entrance. Telcoltl's nose had alerted him of the perfumed gent seconds before his eyes had a chance to find him. His cologne was clean but spicey and might have been used with generous portions from what Telcoltl could tell. He preferred the more natural scent of hard work and soap, personally.

Dimitri moved closer and as his Maker draped the jacket over his shoulders it was a weak smile that met the boy's lips. He glanced up and caught the eyes of his master and the sounds that poured like bourbon from his lips. He might appear only to be in his 18th year, but looks were always deceiving.

"Not unless pretty boys hurt them first." It was a sly smile that had kissed his lips. He stood, coaxed into action by his maker. As he stood, he felt the hands of his Maker against his back propelling him further along. His heart was slowing but the adrenaline was already widespread through his body. "I visited the weres." His smile was a firmly developed smirk on his face. Surely his maker knew what he was thinking. A war? Telcoltl loved wars.

But before he could wait to see if his Maker agreed, the women walked in. His eyes danced from male to female and then down her body and up very, very slowly. A hooker? Oh Dimitri you shouldn't have! He sniffed the air and inhaled the scents of the vampire female. Oh, Dimitri, you didn't. He was rather disappointed that the female had come on her own free will.

He sauntered away from Dimitri and untangled himself from the coat. He extended a cold hand to the female, hoping to gain hers for a quick kiss against the knuckles. He smiled as he looked upon her face. "Wait, haven't we met?" her lips sparked memories.


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I'll go get the atlasDimitri11:14:05 08/19/09 Wed

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