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Bathing in Blood

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Feb 22, 2011
Location
The ville
Bathing in Blood
A dark figure flits in and out of the shadows on the crowded street. Her small 5'2 frame helped made her look harmless. Wearing a long sleeved black shirt and a pair of black jeans she completely blended in with the night.
A black cloak was wrapped around her so that no one could see her clothes were dripping with blood nor that her hands and face were splattered.

Dodging a couple stumbling drunk past an ally way, she makes her way to the back entrance to a small bar. Sliding in she proceeded to her office locked the door and stripped out of her clothes. She tosses them in the fire watches them catch and start to burn, then heads to the little bathroom that conveintly had a shower. Hurrying to get clean she washes herself and her dark violet hair that every one mistaked for black. then getting out and drying she dresses from the clothes in the closet. her hair still wet she rushes to the bar in an identical outfit she was just wearing( minus the cloak of course.)

She steps up behind the girl bartending. "Take a break, Im back." she turns to the customers and smiles. "What can I get you?"
 
Zale walks up to the bar and sits down waiting to be served. His gray hair is spiked out and he looks around the bar. He is wearing a red shirt with glitering gold symboles n it. His black pants are fitted to him so they can move while still form fitting. He looks at the bartender and orders a jage bomb and a dry martinie. His eye watch her ass as she turns away. He wait for his drinks to come.
 
Marie quickly makes the drinks and sets them down for the man. She turns to help the nest on. it was crowded tonight and she could use a bit of help. She mildly wished she make Stacy stay and help.
 
Zale looks over at her and smiles imagining her on the bar. He ask her to come over after taking his last sip. "What is your name?" He looks into her eyes trying to guage her.
 
"Zale, So what else is there to do around here?" He leans back in his chair taking a loo at the people in the bar. His chair sitting on two legs as he watches a few girls as they move along the dance floor. He turns his eyes to Marie when she speaks again.
 
"So you always work alone?" He said looking at her woundering if he was about to make a fool of himself hitting on this beautiful girl. But he figured it was worth a shot.
 
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