Caylex was sitting at the bar, a hospital band wrapped around his small wrist. He shivers slightly and takes a sip of his drink. He plays with the white plastic silently, his hair hanging down into and covering his face. His eyes, pure black, gaze unfocused at the counter below his drink.

OOC| Perfect place to put it, I must say.. I did have an Rp in here, but it died before progressing, so I'm going to say Hannah is still in here. |

She sat at the bar waiting for her drink, the normal fare in here nothing like she's used to. Her high heels were hooked on the bottom rung of the chair, and using this as leverage she spun herself around to look at the occupants of the room.

As she set herself in motion, her long black curls spun after her, releasing a memory of the fragrance she had sprayed there earlier. Her dress was a silky little light thing, with black lace at the bust. It rose above the knees, and was certainly not the type of thing you wore to an establishment like this. But she didn't know she'd be in an establishment like this, so it was alright.

Caylex shivers and picks up his drink, both hands wrapped around the cold glass. He slips slowly, the band slipping down his wrist. His hands shake slightly and he drops the glass. it shatters, spraying everyone around him with rum, coke, and glass. A few peices cut into his face. He murmurs he's sorry a few times before throwing some money onto the bar and stands up. He must not relize he is bleeding because he just moves to a table in the back and flops down into a chair.

The sound of breaking glass attracted Hannah's attention. That same odd music had accompanied so many of the turning moments of her life it affected her more deeply then most. Not to mention that the high notes were painful on her vampiric ears.

She watched as the young man switched tables, watched as the people in the bar payed him less and less attention. She didn't blink as the tiny cuts bled. If she had not have fed earlier, the sight probably would have drove her mad.

But now it drove her to action. She turned to the bar and picked up a few of the thin paper napkins set out. She slid off of her chair and made her way to the back, to his table. "Darlin'.. You cut yourself on the glass," She said in her soft Southern tones, holding out the napkins for him to clean himself up with.

Caylex touches his fingers lightly to his face then looks at the blood on them. "Thank you..." He speaks very softly and takes the napkins from her with a small nod. He tries to clean the blood from his face, but does not do a very good job of it.

"You.. missed some," She said. She pulled the chair next to him out and sat down on the edge of it. "Here," She said softly as she took the napkins from his hand and dabbed at his cheek.

"You seem agitated.. Are you all right?" She paused in her cleaning regime to ask him this, lowering her hand to look at him.

Caylex nods quitely, a small peice of glass that was in his face falls out of the cut and onto the floor. He shivers softly. "I'm fine... thank you..." He murmurs softly and looks up just enough to see Hannah.

"You're welcome.." She said as her gaze flicked down to the piece of glass.

"Perhaps you should see a doctor.. Mortal flesh is a delicate thing." She finished wiping his cheeks, gently removed another piece of glass, and crumpled the napkins up between her thin, pale hands.

Caylex shakes his head and whinces a bit. "No doctors. Thank you... I'll be all right..." He face stops bleeding after a moment. He wipes it carefully and yawns softly.

"That would be nice, I'd like that." She says in reply to his drink offer. "I'd like a Martini, please. So dry there's dust on the olive," She takes her drink strong, apparently. The same as her men. ;)

(( o.o; )) Caylex laughs slightly and stands up. "One moment then..." He walks up to the bar then returns a few moments with her drink and a plastic cup full of sprite. He sets then on the table, sitting back in his seat. "My name is Caylex..." He offers his hand to her. "it's nice to meet someone... friendly... for a change..."

"I'm Hannah," She says as she takes his hand and shakes it. "I see you've had contact with quite a few residents of our fair city.. Were they mortal, or otherwise?" She asks. In her experience it's normally the living who are meaner.

Caylex tilts his head and takes his hand back slowly. "Otherwise...? What otherwise...?" He's not learned of vempires exsitance yet, obviously.

"Ohh.. nothing." She says with a smile. She had mistaken him for one who knew, he had that look about him. Thankfully her skin was still slightly warm from feeding earlier. But still, it was so pale.. Not that there was anything she could do about that now.

Caylex puts his hand in his lap and shakes his head lightly then leans back in his chair slightly. "All right..." He closes his eyes. The paleness was nothing compared to that of his own. He looked like he'd never even seen the sun, let alone got a tan. He sighs softly and takes a sip of his soda quietly, thinking.

Hannah seemed fidgitey now that she realized he didn't know anything about the night life. Literally. She picked up her glass and raised it to her lips, then set it back down on the table. She moved it to the right, then to the left, then finally back in the original position. She shifted her weight and took a strand of hair, wrapping it around her fingers.

"May I ask.." She says, glad to be able to do something, but then stopping when she thinks that if she asked why he's so pale, he might ask her the same thing. So she left the sentence trailing in the air, unfinished.

Caylex tilts his head as he watchs her fidget then thinks for a moment. "Why is my skin so pale...?" He smiles slightly, knowing she was going to ask him sooner or later. He assumed it was sooner rather that later. He runs his fingers lightly down the side of his glass, waiting for an answer.

"No, about the hospital band on your wrist." She says, her eyes flicking down the the offending item as she mentioned it. Apparently eternity wasn't helping her intellegience, but it was helping her reaction time.

Caylex tilts his head. "Oh... I have some health issues... which explains both." He hmms. He was sure she was going to ask him about that.

"Oh.. I see. I just don't like the sun. I'm afraid I burn very easily," She says with a little laugh, and as she does her teeth can be seen. There's something odd about them.. But then her pale pink lips close over them again, and the second has passed.

Caylex blinked but then shook his head, shifting uneasily. There was something odd about this woman... something different... something special... He shook his head again, lightly, as if to knock the idea from his brain. He smiles and nods quietly.

Hannah smirked now, suddenly feeling mischievous. She wasn't outright reading his thoughts, but there was a general feeling illuminating from him, one that he knew she wasn't normal.

"Tell me.." She asks, her accent honeyed with coaxing, "When I said mortal or otherwise, what did you think I meant?"

Caylex shrugs slightly and thinks about this before answering. "I... don't know..."

"Ah.. normally people think things that go bump in the night. And they're right." She says with another smirk.

Caylex had an idea, but decided to play innocent, insane people scared him. "Things that go bump in the night...?"

"Hmm.." She replies in a tone which implied he was right. "And no, I'm not insane,"

Caylex blinks. "I never said that..." He shivers and shifts in his chair. "Like... what kind of things...?"

"I know you didn't say that," Hannah says with another smirk.

"Like werewolves and goblins and witches and.. vampires," She says this last bit with another deliberate broad smile, her dainty little fangs showing fully now.

OOC| lol, I feel kinda bad.. Little Hannie is perverting your character.. |

Caylex shivers and blinks, and stays silent.

OOC: XD Tis quite all right. ^_^

Hannah's lips cover her teeth once more at the end of her laugh. She then stares at him and smiles sweetly, finding this a lot more fun then she should have.

Caylex blinks and smiles, he has fangs as well, but his are fake. "The dentist does a nice job, yes?" His fangs look real. Caylex licks his lips lightly and closes his mouth.

Hannah frowns as he shows off his teeth. "But you're not.." She's confused, and now slightly angry.

"Dentist. I can't believe you'd be so.. so pathetic, to pay for fangs. You make a mockery out of everyone like me!" She snaps, her words ridden with an animal-like snarl.

"Let me guess, you're just another of one of those fake little wannabe mortals who pretend they're vampires, aren't you?"

Caylex blinks. "No. I've just always wanted a set of fangs." He shrugs. "I think I'll be going now." He shakes his head and stands up, heading for the door.

Hannah growls once more, and before the sound has fallen upon the silence she is standing in front of Caylex again.

"No," She says, crossing her arms and staring at him. "No.." She is angry now. And she is less agreeable when she is angry.

OOC| I always feel weird when I make my vampire characters use some of their powers.. Like Hannah being able to move fast.. I feel like I'm godmolding..|

Caylex blinks and steps back.

Hannah stared at him for a moment, fuming in her own glory, before cracking another smile.

"Still glad you found someone 'friendly'?" She said lowly, before she turned and sashayed out the door.

That was one odd chick...

Caylex shakes his head lightly and blinks. "Maybe I'm seeing things again... but that was to real..." He shivers and waits a few minutes before walking out the door himself.