<span style="font-family:Dekko"> Esme hadn't even thoughts about grabbing a drink as she sat down at the both her friends had reserved. She had started talking. Life, work men. She was enjoying herself, Ana, the friend who had met them got up to buy the first round, walking away thats when a handsome fellow came up to Esme. Her blue eyes looked at him and she smiled as he grinned at her. His smooth voice and dashing entry had her with a soft pink blush upon her already rosy cheeks. She looked at the drink and shook her head. "Afraid to say, even if I'm deserving I dont take drinks from strangers." She gently slid the drink back across the table but not once did her eyes disconnect from his.  She was amused and flattered and that was all it took to be hypnotized by the dashing man before her. He was smooth, real smooth but the moment he asked about the necklace,  she got a far ood look. Racing up she touched the silver pendant. Her fingers slowly teaching over the metal before she gave him a kind smile. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">" I'm here for a good time. My name is Esme, sir. And what would your name be?" </span>She finally spoke up,  those second felt like a lifetime, even to Esme.<br/>
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Her mind wandering even as she spoke with him now. Her finger now playing on the necklace that seemed to keep her grounded. As Ana came back Esme took her drink from the other woman and took a sip. Her mind more focis than when he had first walked up. She set her drink down. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">"If you want, we could continue to drink and you can sit down. Or you can ask me for a dance, it really is up to you though. I mean I did decline your drink so if your no longer interested I understand."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffcc99"> </span>Her smile was playful as she gave him his options. The man didnt seem deterred by her actions, so maybe tonight she'd get lucky. Unknown to her if he got his way she'd end up dead.<br/>
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Mila was not far, she had made it to the bar, though she always waited in the car. She was a twin after all, going in too soon caused a stir. She watched the door and timed it and when it was finally time she slipped inside with no issues. Getting to the bar it reaked of sweat and hormones and Mila could help but enjoy that scent. A scent that took her back to old times and made her squeal with delight on the inside. She made it to the bar getting a beer and then sitting down. Mila was use to men approaching her but if she flat out ignored them, they usually got the hint. When she finally spotted her twin, Esme had a guest. The man was rall, handsome and that grin was absolutely flashy. She chugged her beer and moved in closer to get an earful of the conversation. However as she got closer she scented him as the air blew directly in her face. Her eyes nearly instantly became a golden yellow. Her canines crowning. Her shoulders rolling back as she tried to calm the beast inside. She turned and got to a better point where the vampire wouldn't scent her at least and listened. The banter between her twin and the the blood sucker made her shake in irritation. When Esme offer the dance Mila brought her glimmering blue eyes up to watch and see what would happen. If he made a move she'd rip his throat out. Rules or not she could let this happen to her sister. She squirmed a bit as he sister's accent was heavy as ever. Even Mila's own seemed to get stronger in the absence of her sister which was odd. She had ended up with another beer and quickly downed that one as she waited.</span>