<div style="text-align: center">Cassia trailed quietly along, then slid into a seat at the bar beside Delicia, arms folding across the bar as she sat up straight. She was watching Sorin, pondering what the mysterious club owner meant by 'better tasting'. Was this the side of Sorin that Delicia had jokingly tried to tell her about? A glass was soon slid across the polished bar-top and in front of Cassia. There was a fresh pineapple on the rim of the glass, and chunks of crystallized sugar clinging to the rim of the glass. She tentatively took a drink of the tropical fusion, pretending not to see Sorin whisper into Delicia's ear.<br/>
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 The lavender haired twin turned to her sister and sat down at the bar beside Cassia. Sorin was right, Delicia knew that she needed to tell Cassia. She promised she would help her get a job, even if it was a little unconventional and may potentially freak Cassia out, she had to try. Delicia could see the curiosity written on Cassia's face now that Sorin was gone, though. Might as well ask now.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Okay. So, you remember that stuff I told you on the way here, right?"</span> Delicia said, and boldly grabbed Cassia's glass while she wasn't drinking. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Hm. Well, I was telling you the truth. Bits and pieces, I mean. This is a regular night club, but there are <i>others</i> here as well, and they really do pay for, you know..."</span> Delicia kept her volume low, leaning in towards her sister's ear as a group of rowdy club goers neared their area. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I know it sounds ridiculous, but you could make a lot of money. You would only need to donate like, once or twice a week, and..."</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"W-wait. Hold up right now."</span> Cassia pulled back slightly, her brown eyes staring into her sister's blue ones. "You were telling the truth?" Cassia pushed her mouth to the side, seeming to be thinking deeply about something. After a second or two, she looked around to see if Sorin was anywhere nearby, then found her in an exclusive looking area looking concerned. She wasn't sure if Sorin had seen her, but her gaze quickly returned to Delicia. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">You're telling me you want me to work here, for <i>her, </i>so some dust ball can get high off of my...my blood?" </span><br/>
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Delicia relaxed in her chair, sighing more out of boredom than disappointment. Cassia was the more reserved of the two. Though Cassia was the older of the two, Delicia had more life experiences and freedom.  She was the wild one, but at the end of the day, Cassia's interests was what mattered most. She could only do so much pushing before Cassia snapped at her.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Well, yeah. You'd be making bank, sis. When have I ever had a bad idea? Tell me. Who would you really be hurting?"</span> Delicia asked, placing a hand on Cassia's shoulder.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> "I'd do it myself if I didn't have plans for more alterations, but I'm good where I am."</span> Delicia added, as Oni slid a shot of some purple liquor across the table towards her. She could see the reluctance on her sister's face, and rightfully so. She was actually surprised Cassie wasn't making more of a fuss or asking more questions about the 'vampire' part, but Delicia had been careful not to say the 'v' word in front of human customers.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> "I'll give you 75% of the recruitment bonus, too. Please, sis? I promise I won't ask you again."</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"I just don't know, Delicia. It doesn't sound safe, and it's a lot to take in... I wish you would have told me the whole truth before bringing me here. " </span>Cassia responded, covering her bare arms self consciously. She turned away from her sister, trying to remind herself that Delicia's heart was in the right place, but her methods were questionable. Luckily for D, It only took a couple of seconds before Cassia felt the guilt of shutting her twin down as a sharp stab in her heart, and she felt like the worst sister in the world.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Ugh. You know what, I'll just...give it a shot once. That way you can't guilt trip me later."</span> Cassia said, then felt two arms wrap tightly around her shoulders. Delicia nuzzled into her sister, leaving streaks of gold glitter on Cassia's blue dress. Oni was standing by the bar watching them, almost shocked to see Delicia being so warm with another person. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"So, should I just go talk to your boss then?"</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Yep. Just ask about the sampling."</span> Delicia pulled back from Cassia only a little, her eyes going towards the lounge area and the lone vampire. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Sorin will always want to test the product before she makes any decisions, Cassia."</span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"...I see. Then 85, for the trouble." </span>Cassia left Delicia at the bar with Oni, and cut through crowds of people to get to a staircase guarded by a pale, raven-haired man with dark shades. He didn't even spare her a second glance. Probably thought she was Delicia. She traveled up the stairs, heels clicking lightly as she made the ascent to the second floor, where Sorin was last seen staring over the balcony at the mass of clubbers. Cassie walked around upstairs wearily. She found Sorin nestled on a posh red couch in a poorly lit corner. Sorin was so pale, she stood out like a light in the darkness. Cassia wandered over to the woman, partly because she didn't want to be alone in the empty area.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">"Hello again, Sorin."</span> Cassia greeted the woman, before taking a seat on the couch opposite the one Sorin was on<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">. "My sister told me a little about what you do here, and I guess I let her talk me into this sampling thing? What does that entail again?"</span> She stated, her voice softening as she looked at Sorin.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6"> "To be truthful, I don't know if I can go through with this. I've never done anything like this." </span>Cassia didn't necessarily know what 'this' meant, but she knew it involved some sort of exchange of her blood for money.​</div>