The elder embraced Lorde – and Lorde hugged her back. The two had a strange bond. She was Enver’s wife, they had been together a long time – she was there for her sire even when she could not, and was sent to prison for a while. Keara had embraced Lorde. Given her a home within the Vedarian and treated her like one of her own even accepted her childe too. Lorde owed Keara a lot, when you thought about it.
“I don’t do the party, social thing as you know. I’m not sure why I came, but I’m glad you’re here. You make it much more tolerable.” She threw the other a wink and a squeeze of her arm playfully. “Well, me and dresses have fights.” She laughed. “You look amazing, by the way. That dress.” She gave a little whistle to show her approval. She was no fashion guru.
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Keara patted the hand that Lorde had set upon her arm, thankful that her instincts we’re to rip it off or shove the woman away. In this, Enver had done more for her than he’d likely admit but wasn’t that part of the reason she loved him so?
“A ball a horrendous thing can be, but better it always is for your own account of things to have and today have I do reason to celebrate, as four years it has been since I from that accursed realm did escape. Owns me no longer it does.” A true smile played across her lips before she spoke again. “That honour now to your father does belong. Even if fight we do at times. Normal that is though? Yes?”
She knew the answer already, but she rarely, if ever, spoke to anyone about her relationship with her husband in such terms.
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She gave the attire a appraising glance and smiled. "It does suit you."She smiled as they stepped back out onto the dance floor. This was what was sorely missing from her little life. All the drama and nonsense forgotten about for a change and just have some fun. She spied other faces entering now. Some she knew, some she didn't. Some getting into the groove of things and others acting as they would in any other deal. Oh well, none of that was her concern now.
"A wraith named Randall?"She blinked a bit at the question."No, I can't say I ever had one named Randall. I knew a Randall once, but not in the ghostly sense."She closed her eyes a bit and just let the music tell her how to move again.
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Before he knew it he was enveloped in a flurry of excitement from the blonde, and he caught her by the hips then as if to anchor her in place. There was a faint smile on his lips, but the cautious frown was evident. He was just trying to take it all in, take her all in because she’d never dressed like this before. She didn’t look like herself and that was both fantastic and worrying. Levi didn’t know why it was worrying exactly, but it was and it fuelled his anxiety for being a fish out of water in such a situation too.
“You’re not keeping me from anything,” he lied so perfectly well. “So, what’s all this for?” He indicated the building behind them with a wave of his hand.
With an easy smile, she swayed her blood-red bell sleeves through the air, swirling in a circle. Oh, this was most delightful. She thoroughly loved the atmosphere of the club, so dark and dreary. But she had to admit, being inside was far, far better than having the bouncers' job.
"Doesn't matter," she purred, resting a light hand on Zodiac's arm. "I knew a wraith named Randall a few years ago. No longer remember who had summoned him from the shadows." With an easy sigh, she pulled Zodiac into a spin. "How have you been?"
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Lorelai took a hold of his hand and took a few steps towards the club, evidently she wanted to go back inside, and with Levi at her side, she might now actually be able to face her sire’s best friend.
“I’m not sure,” she admitted. “I saw the invitation online and decided that I should make an effort to be more sociable. Well, that’s not strictly true. Pru ordered me to be more social several months ago and well… the order still stands, so several times a week I have to venture out to try and meet new people. Though I’m not always successful. I mainly see spirits but they count, right? I think they count.”
If ghosts didn’t count, she’d be attending a lot more bars and clubs in the near future in an effort to appease her sire; not that Prudence knew Lorelai took her words so seriously.
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Xian felt completely intimidated by the number of vampires in attendance. He only knew a few other vampires personally, and most of them were his kin. He did, after all, mostly tend to keep to himself.
But he understood that tonight was different, and so decided to make an effort. By some miracle, he even managed to find something that almost passed as formal attire for the night. His combat boots, however, were his security blanket for the night.
"What am I doing here?" he muttered, as he scanned the crowd quickly. There was a subtle grace to the walk he believed was awkward, filled with some purpose he was unaware of. He was here, but his Other was driving.
He had hoped for just one familiar face, but he finally spied two: Keara and Lorde. His Other smiled for him.
"Hey," he managed. Good eve, ladies, his Other added.
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That cautious frown deepened when she’d grabbed his hand and proceeded to march him back into the building. Why was he surrounded by such bullish women all the damn time? He’d thought Lorelai was different, and for the most part she was, but even if she was doing it softly, she was still bossing him around. Levi sighed to relieve the pressure building in his chest and then he decided to distract himself.
“I would say it depends on her exact wording,” he said calmly. “Besides, technically you and I socialise all the time.” Not that he was trying to keep her from talking to other people or making friends. It was good for her to make friends, it was good for her to know and trust and rely on people besides Prudence and him.
"Me? Oh, the usual. Telling fortunes, chatting with demons, brewing potions and dancing sky clad every chance I get."She was laughing as she was spun around."And yourself, dear? Getting out and about more, I see. That's a good thing."
The music changed and she flowed into it with missing a beat. The tiny bells sewn into the hems of her skirts and scarves jingling in time with her movements now. She was in her element now. Dancing was always a passion. Not for style or effects or entertainment, but simply a way of life for her since she could remember.
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“She said I should meet new people, get out more,” Lorelai told him with a sad smile.
The blonde would have loved to be able to include the time she spent with him as being part of what she’d been told to do but she just couldn’t, not the way it had been worded. Thought tonight she was out, so maybe in some small way even if she didn’t speak to another undead soul, she was still fulfilling what had been asked of her.
“Mordechai asked me to dance, but I told him that I was saving the first dance for you. But… well…I don’t even know if you do that. Dance that is. Can you dance Levi?”
Her blue eyes sparkled with hope as she looked up at him.
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