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Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' ([info]volos) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-10-28 21:16:00

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Entry tags:malakai chmelyk

Who: Malakai Chmelyk and Jack Sparrow
What: Meetings, old war stories, and other things
When/Where: Tonight ('before nightfall'), the outskirts of London at Jack and Bill's place.
Warnings: Two slightly crazed vampires start telling tales- likely PG-13 or so.

It did take Malakai the time he warned it might, to find the place, but he got there finally, sauntering up to the door and shifting the bag in his arms, so he could give a knock. He had to wait for a formal invitation to let himself in, one of the quirks of his kind. So, he stood, and waited.



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[info]vampirate_jack
2008-10-28 11:36 pm UTC (link)
There was that smile again, the one that was wholly Jack, almost a living thing, really, almost with a personality of its own. He nodded once, unfolding from his seat, "I'll be right back."

And so he was, having taken only a quick trip down the hall to retrieve a bottle and a fresh pair of glasses, "Was Bill's idea in the first place, back in the beginning, s'easier to keep now, doesn't have to be kept near the stove just to keep it from turning." He said, as he cracked the bottle open, pouring them each a measure.

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[info]volos
2008-10-28 11:41 pm UTC (link)
Malakai knew enough of his own face, to know exactly how deep the self-satisfaction was running for the pirate, and it only confused him further. It was just rum-

And then he was pouring, and the tell-tale smell of blood hit his nose. Kai swallowed reflexively, eyes dialating subtly from the rush of adrenaline the sight of the not-quite-crimson liquid caused. He could maintain composure in polite company, he wasn't that Hungry. But he was obviously more appreciative, now.

"Terribly kind of you. I get the feeling the Hunger is much more severe in my world, than in yours. Either that, or you're a much more convincing liar than myself," The last wasn't meant as a slight, simply an observation.

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