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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 20, 2013 19:51:25 GMT -5
I walk into the grill and take a seat at the bar. I compel myself a glass of Cognac and take a sip. I needed to get out of the house. Elena and Elizabeth are nice and all but there comes a time when you need to get away. I need a distraction, but I'm not in the mood to feed. I need a different kind of distraction. I glance at the bartender as he belches. Nope, he's not attractive or charming. I shake my head. THere are no good men in Mystic Falls; even if they are; they all look in the opposite direction of me.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 20, 2013 20:00:32 GMT -5
New town, new life. I get out of my car and look around. This town is definitely...different. I grin and walk to the Grill. I need to drink something. I have a very long drive behind me. And I didn't drink blood for a few days. I open the door and take my jacket off. I sit on a stool and wave to the bartender. "Give me a jack", I say look around as I see a very attractive girl sitting alone and drinking something as well. I can tell from her energy that she is definitely not a human. "Another vampire, how nice to meet you", I say and grin in her direction. I know she can hear me.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 20, 2013 20:05:06 GMT -5
I glance to my left and see a strikingly attractive man. another vampire. Never been referred to by that before. Refreshing. I'm usually greeted with an. You're an Original Vampire, Rebekah Mikaelson, right? Et cetera et cetera. I'm Rebekah. I say. I take another sip of my drink. He's British. Another good sign. He's seeming better and better every second.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 20, 2013 20:15:01 GMT -5
Nice to meet you, Rebekah, I say and nod at the bartender who is giving me my drink. My attention is going back to her. {color=red]Oh, almost forgot to introduce myself. I'm Eric. What is a girl like you doing here all by herself?[/color] I smirk and take a sip of my drink.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 20, 2013 20:18:35 GMT -5
I smirk. Getting away from my less-than-charming brothers. I take another sip of my drink. Nice to meet you as well, Ric. Weird. Normally I'm not so forward in flirting. Giving him a nickname already. Brits always are charming.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 20, 2013 20:28:48 GMT -5
I look at her and shake my head. I like the way things go. I grin and look back to her. So, you are one of the famous originals, I say and look to her. Rebekah. Of course. I heard of them, and the things I've heard seem pretty...interesting. I thought I would be the only one from Europe, it's always nice to be wrong, I say and look to her. She seems so normal. Not the way I thought "originals" would be. Not in a bad way. She is so... impressively calm and not really arrogant. I smirk and walk and sit down on the stool that is next to her. Mind if I sit here?
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 20, 2013 20:30:31 GMT -5
A small smirk graces my lips as I look at him. Would it matter? I raise an eyebrow and take another sip of my drink. I like him.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 20, 2013 23:05:09 GMT -5
well, to be honest, it would not matter. But I guess the first impression is important so I wanted to show you my caring and charming side. I grin and drink the rest of the jack in my glass. I nod as the bartender asks if I want another one. I didn't think I would immediately find someone that I would flirt with here in Mystic Falls, somehow Rebekah seems quite interesting and exactly my type of girl. I hope she doesn't mind my sarcasm.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 21, 2013 6:12:57 GMT -5
A coy smile crosses my lips. I down the rest of my drink and nod at the bartender for another one. Good answer. I'm impressed. I take a sip of my new drink and look at Eric. Strange he's a little like Damon with his sarcasm, but he's a gentleman too. I'm surprised; most people would've answered that question with a solid yes or no with stupid superficial reasons. Eric came up with something different. He's honest; I like it.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 21, 2013 9:21:34 GMT -5
That was my goal, I reply jokingly and wink at her. I'm really impressed by her attitude. Other girls would think I wouldn't appreciate the way I am. Wouldn't understand how my jokes work and my character is.but she does. Second point for her. I have to admire you by sitting here and letting me talk to you. You are brave I laugh silently and look her directly in the eyes.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 21, 2013 9:25:04 GMT -5
I can't help but smile and laugh. Brave? Mr. Graham I have faced far more dangerous men than you. I lean in a little closer. In this town, you are the least of my worries, but I have to say that your ability to make me laugh is most alarming. I shake my head. My laugh is a sound most people never hear. Congratulations, I know it's an honor. I say jokingly.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 21, 2013 9:32:31 GMT -5
Im honored, Miss mikaelson. I will never forget this moment. When the hero thought he saves the princess but the princess just laughs at him and climbs out of the tower by herself. I don't think children would like the story. But maybe we Gould give it a chance I wink and take another sip of my drink.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 21, 2013 10:40:47 GMT -5
I offer a small smile. Sounds good to me, I prefer to write my own story. I take another sip of my drink and cross my legs as I angle my body more towards Eric.
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Post by Eric Graham on Apr 22, 2013 6:15:23 GMT -5
I smirk as I see that her attention is now completely mine. Alright, Rebekah. Will let you decide if the hero has a chance or not. But he definitely has potential to steal hearts. I look to her somehow I like her self confidence. It's refreshing and she doesn't act in another way, like other girls or vampires do. I want to know more about her. Tell me about yourself and your not so charming brothers. It seems like you have an interesting story to tell.
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Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Apr 22, 2013 8:32:58 GMT -5
I raise an eyebrow. A thousand year old story. Father forces his children to turn into vampires. Mother goes crazy. One brother becomes obsessed with power, one becomes an obnoxiously self-righteous person, one dies, one becomes psychotic, and baby sister's left to fend for herself. I've been used for a thousand years. Now, I'm my own person. I love my brothers as much as I hate them, but at the end of the day, I make my own path. I take a sip of my drink..
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