Godric Witt (shy_vamp) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-09-26 12:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | georgette, godric |
Sunday 1/20/08
Who: Godric and Georgette
What: "First" meeting
Where: On the grounds
When: Sunday evening
Rating: Probably R for crudeness
It had been the strangest thing. Godric felt a shiver run through him, almost like an electrical pulse, and when it had ended he realized he was sitting at a desk in a room he'd never seen before. The papers in front of him had his handwriting, but nothing else seemed even remotely familiar. Getting up, Godric turned in a circle to look around, seeing only shelves of books and verious other boring academics. Even his clothing was strange, pants in denim like the American gold miners wore and his shirt a definite cotton but nothing like he'd ever worn. Strange. Still, this was not the first time he'd awoken someplace new in a stranger's clothes. But it was the first time he'd been seemingly in the middle of a task.
He left the office, wandering the hallways of some building that looked like a cross between a castle and a factory. There were huge glass windows and walls of stone and a polished floor. It was dark outside, a plus since those windows would have let in all sunlight and he'd be a dead man. Godric quickly found the front door and stepped into the chilled night air. Brow furrowed, he scanned the place. This wasn't London. He didn't know where it was, but London sure as hell wasn't it.
There was a strikingly beautiful woman standing alone beneath a tree, and he knew at once she was a vampire. Smiling to himself, Godric srtolled over to her, for surely she would know where they were. He didn't recognize her from the feeding den, but he hadn't exactly been in the state of mind to recognize anyone. Appearing beside her without a sound, he spoke in a low, velvety voice. "Evening, miss."