Baby, I'm a real wild child ((Open))

[Ursula Wolfe]

How she wished she could see herself in a mirror again, she so missed the ability to make sure that her makeup was in perfect order, or that there wasn't a hair out of place. Still, habit had her looking at a mirror, at her reflection - or lack there of - as she hummed Concrete Blonde's Bloodletting to herself and did up the finishing touches to her make up. The ruby red lipstick tugged only slightly at her full lower lip as she swiped it across her skin. Then, setting the lipstick down on the counter, she ran her fingertips along the under side of her lip and at the corners, glad to see that there had been no mistake. After 20+ years of putting on her own makeup, she didn't even really need her reflection. Still, it would have been nice to have. The last thing she was going to add was her gloss, she picked up the tube and pulled out the wand, running the high shine gloss over her lips.

Oh how she missed being able to see her knock out reflection in a mirror. With a sigh, she looked down at her outfit. Her black skinny jeans hugged the curves of her long legs and backside, the 'distresses' in them gave glimpses - small as they were - at her pale skin. A stark contrast between the black of the jeans, but she didn't mind. Hell, even before she was a vampire she was fair of skin, skin the color of the freshly fallen snow. Her top was a blood red, as it was her signature color, a color she always wore. The single long sleeve was shear and would be tucked into her gloves once she put them on. First though came some black bangles.

Once she was sure she was dressed for a night out on the town, she moved to grab her jacket, slipping it on and then her gloves, finally she stuck some money, her new phone, and her tome into her clutch purse and headed out of Larch Court where she liked to stay when Jordan was out killing gods-knows-what or gods-knows-where. He worked hard for them, though she didn't know why, between her job and her love of raiding things, she had quite a stock pile of cash growing on her. Soon, she would start selling off some of her plants as well. She just had to be careful to wear her gloves whenever going near them. So long as those were on and she worked fast, she could keep from killing the plants.

She nearly skipped in her high heels as she made her way to her bike that she had fully fueled and fixed up after that ***** had screwed with it. It roared as she revved the engine, enjoying the vibration before she relaxed into the seat and took off through the night. Her motorcycle roared through the night as she weaved in and out of traffic, that is until she came to a red light. Then, as she waited for the light to change, she contemplated where she would go. There were quite a few clubs she could hit, places where she could go, enjoy the atmosphere. And then she thought of something, she smirked and decided to hit the mall. Just because she was all dolled up, didn't mean that she couldn't do some shopping.

When she pulled into the parking lot and turned the bike off, she pulled out her phone and sent out a text to a few people. If they joined then it would be awesome. If not, well, she had stores to check out, things to buy.

Outfit

[Renee]

Ah the mall, it was a fascinating place to be. Maybe it was because she had not gotten to go as a teenager, like most did or it was the fact that she was now, well what she was. She liked to come to the mall and people watch. It was a nice pastime and it helped her find a good meal. True she could just have a blood pack but like Jesse had told her, to help keep the hunger away even for a little while it was a smart thing to feed form a human once and a while.

As she sat there she saw families pass with their kids, talking about Halloween being just around the corner and what they wanted to dress up as. She smirked at the thought that she might be able to walk around with her fangs out and blood on her cloths and she might win best dressed. Though she would have to find out what others were doing for the big night. She didn’t want to spend it alone if she didn’t have to.

The thought of her being alone brought her back to the people around her. She looked around ignoring those that had people with them. She needed some that was alone. Someone she distract and take outside easily. True she use to only o after the low lives that lived around her but now she didn’t care. The world was no longer black and white in her mind. She had herself to thank for that.

As she kept watching she spots one. Poor thing. She looks a mess. It is clear she was out of place in the mall. She would be glad to get out of here. Renee got up and started to cross the distance between her and the woman. She would follow her for a bit. Get a feel for what might work on her. She still scanned her surroundings as she stalked, something she had picked up from the family.

As she is walking a familiar form comes into focus out of the corner of her eye. She turns to make sure it is what she thinks and a smile comes to her face. She abandons her meal and walks towards her sister. She wolf whistles at her as she get closer “What’s got you all dolled up sis?” Renee herself had downplayed herself today. A simple pair of dark blue jeans and black shirt with a black jacket over top.

[Simon Ward]

"Chop, Chop!" Simon yelled at the workers. He was getting frustrated his shop was hitting speed bump after speed bump. They weren't getting the paint just right and that left the hallway to his office looking a bit off. "You can't hire good help these days," Simon said very low. Deep down all the negativity came because he questioned himself. If a business was a reflection upon the owner then what did it say about him? Sighing he slipped out of the place.

His black coat moved behind him as it billow.The red lining on the inside was revealed to everyone until he slow. At first Simon was just moving because he was a medley of emotions. Then a familiar face had caught his attention. Straightening out the black coat, the button up maroon shirt under it and his hair, at least his black slacks were fine, Simon then walked with purpose. Lately he started caring about his appearance. If someone caught him training then disheveled hair wouldn't have been cared for. However, this was in public and he wanted to work out any kinks in his appearance in order to look presentable.

Stopping he caught Renee's wolf whistle. Milliseconds away from a comment Renee followed it up with more words that unknowingly silenced Simon. When it was appropriate only then did he speak up, "I can see the family resemblance. Is your family nothing but models, and other good looking people? Us lowly folks will start to feel unworthy to be in your presence if this continues." A smile pulled at the corner's of his mouth, "Renee. And this lovely creature?" Simon gestured to Ursala before giving a slight bow to each sibling.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Ursa slid her phone into her phone back into her clutch and got off her bike. Then she headed into the mall and closed her eyes. The smell of mortals was all around, but not just mortals, but vampires. Yet it wasn't the scents of them that she was enjoying, it was the food, to this day she still missed food, missed the taste of it, the smell, the way it filled her. Now it tasted like dirt and made her sick, but she still was able to enjoy the smell. Vampirism hadn't taken that away from her. She started to head through the food court so that she could find one of those 'you are here' maps and decided where she wanted to go.

She smirked when she saw one shop and then started for it, it was then that a wolf whistle got her attention and caused her to glance around. When her crystalline eyes landed on her sister, she smiled brightly and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hey I just sent you a Text, well I sent a few of the girls in the family a text." She said with a laugh "And i'm not really all that dolled up... that said, I thought some shopping was in order. That or dancing... or hunting something... Really I just wanted to get..." she was interrupted by a male showing up. Clearly he knew her sister. She she decided to let him speak to her, smirking at the fact that he asked if all of her family was supermodels. Their sire had a taste, that taste was for beautiful woman, most of whom he did or tried to sleep with.

His asking who she was while flattering her. She smirked and looked towards Renee for a moment before holding her gloved hand to the male "Ursula. And out sire has a thing for hot, strong, mouthy women." She said with a laugh then asked "Allurist or just a flirt?"

[Renee]

She hugged and kissed her sister back as she begins to talk. She pulled out her phone out of her back pocket just as it started to vibrate. “I just got it.” She gave a quick giggle as she quickly checked the others she had missed before sticking it back in her pocket. She seemed to be getting a lot of attention from her childers these days.

She hears the familiar voice before she has the chance to see it and she knows good and well that with such flattering words it is her friend Simon. She had never really thought about it but it did seem that their Sire had a type. Maybe that had been why she had been turned instead of just being another body in the dumpster that night.

“Mouthy is one way to put it.” She laughed to her sister “Ursa this is Simon. He is a good friend of mine and I think he is a bit of both. At least he always seems to flatter those around him.”

She would easily admit that every time she had run into him she had good time. Even if was simply a short conversation in the sewers, she had always left with a smile on her face. Though there were very few times when she didn’t leave any night out without a smile on her face. Her thoughts were to try and bring some happiness into this world of darkness.

[Simon Ward]

"I'm not an alurist, flirt, or soothsayer. I am a truth sayer, but if the truth happens to flatter you both then yay," Simon bowed taking the hand Ursula and kissing it in a gentlemanly fashion. When he rose up Renee was given the same greeting, "Renee, always a pleasure."

Smiling at the pair he continued, "Sisters, eh? Well met Ursula. I am Simon as Renee said. Well met. My Mother has varied taste. I either insured she went for loud mouthed troublemakers or tried to avoid them like the plague. I'm not sure yet. I was the sympathetic bet," Simon thought of his death and eventual resurrection, if you could call it that. How he felt his breathe slowing as his throat was ripped open.

"It's not a happy tale and one that shouldn't be held at the dinner table or in public," he also figured it could be a cautionary tale too. To anyone that heard it could have learned the moral of the story. The moral of Simon's origin was to NEVER grift a lady that happened to be a vampire. Instead of calling the cops she was going to kill the man that crossed her.

Pressing his suit and pants clean Simon looked to the siblings, "What are you two up to tonight?" his eyes went between the pair.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Even in Harper Rock, phone reception obviously wasn't the best if it took a good six minutes for her sister to receive the message that she had sent to her. Ursula was pulled from her thoughts though at her sister's soft laugh and her introduction to the male, Simon. She had to admit, he was a bit of a looker, and she liked to look. Then he lifted her hand and placed the kiss on her leather clad knuckles. This made her smile, not her usual sinful smiles, nor one that lit her yes. It was the reflective kind of smile, the kind of smile that someone got when they were reminded of something happy or nice from their past.

In Ursa's case, it was the way that her father always greeted her, it was also the way that her uncle used to as well before he vanished. As she thought of her uncle, she heard his Cajun whisper of her uncle in her ear. She never knew if others could see her uncle, as it was, she couldn't really see him, only when her own shadow began to dance would she know where he was, but it was his voice that always let her know that he was around when he was around. She pulled herself out of her thoughts and smiled first to Renee, winking at her sister before she turned her attention once more on Simon.

"Well met, Simon." She said as she watched him with her sister. Her brow arched at Renee for a moment before she looked at Simon again. "I am always a fan of the truth." She smiled her more, sensual smile before she glanced over at her sister once more. "As for what we are up to, my sister and I have been planning a shopping trip for a while, just haven't had the time to do it till now. You are more than welcome to join us Simon, we could use a males opinion. And perhaps some helping hands..." she added, her smile turning a little more teasing and wicked at the same time. "What do you say? Want to tell us how hot we look in lingerie?" She continued to tease, though she was a hundred percent serious about the invite. If he so wanted to, he was more than welcome to join them.

Then she turned back to Renee, "That sounds good, right sis? Then you and he can catch up and I can get to know your friend." She said, her blue gaze turning on Simon once again.

[Renee]

She laughed at her sister. It would be rather interesting and entertaining to have a man help with this particular shopping trip. She would of loved to have Eirik around to help though he wouldn’t know what either woman looked like in whatever they had on. “It sounds like a marvelous idea sister dearest!”

She wouldn't normally ask a married man to help her with under clothing but she did want to hang out with him and both her and her sister would need a mans opinion on things like this. She Locked arms with both of them and started towards the stores. She wasn’t really going to give him much choice on if he was coming or not but it was up to him if he stayed or left. If need be there were a few other men that they could call to help them but Simon was already here and he was gentleman when need be.

“So where to first? I know if we are going to be getting the outfits we will also need the shoes to match. Oh! And we mustn’t forget the jewelry and other accessories as well! This is going to be so much fun!” She was getting giddy at the thought. “Too bad we don’t have more to join us though.”

[Simon Ward]

"If it's tasteful lingerie then I could probably give an opinion. If it's slutty and fun, I probably shouldn't look," Simon held up his left hand. On the ring finger of his hand was a silver ring. "Wife would probably kill me or at least be upset she wasn't there to look to," he said honestly. Klara was freaky sometimes, in the good way.

He looked at the ladies, "I will be happy to be pack mule, opinion man, and whatever else is needed of me," Simon bowed before the two ladies. "I could always use a new coat too," he said. If the ladies were going to talk about all of these lovely things they could get, that he would be carrying, at least he could have gotten a new coat.

His hands pressed together a few times. "Where do we go first ladies?" his voice was filled with curiosity. Where the day was going to go was anyone's guess.

[Ursula Wolfe]

Ursa smirked as she watched Renee take command of the male and shook her head a little at her sister's ways before she joined her sister, taking her free arm and resting her head against the woman's shoulder before she glanced over at Simon as he mentioned that he was married. "The slutty stuff I leave for my boyfriend's eyes." She said with a soft laugh before she glanced back over at the map. Then Simon brought up the idea of getting a new coat and she could understand, especially since he was willing to be a 'pack mule' for them. "Well then... why don't we hit Epic Emo? I'm sure all of us could find fun stuff in there."

She said as she gave Renee - and by default, Simon - a tug so that they could head in that general direction, all the humans walking around made Ursa press just a bit closer to her sister. Despite the fact that she was pretty well covered, there were times when she didn't want her curse to just randomly cause people to start feeling ill around her. That would tend to cause a stir and in this place, that was likely to be trouble for all of them.

Ursa looked over towards Simon as they walked and smiled to him "So tell me, how did you meet my naughty, big sister?" She said playfully nipping at her sister's shoulder because she did so love using her as a chew toy to have fun. "And why don't you give your wife a call, see if she would like to join us?" She added. One of the people she had sent messages too was her man, Jordan, because he had joked about going along and doing as Simon had been wrangled into, 'pack mule'.