Lilith Damaris
Lilith Damaris
Coven Leader
Dominant Bitch
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(6/18/05 2:06 pm)
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The Rush of Blood (open)
One look and you knew that she was no ordinary woman, upon closer inspection you might notice the ferocity in her eyes or the un-natural grace in the way she moved, and if you looked any closer you might just end up dead. Lilith Damaris entered Club S!N with no entourage or companions, which was surprising considering the she was the vampire coven leader in LA. In all honesty she found no use in drawing unwanted attention to herself and what she was doing, not that she was up to anything really she just needed to get out amongst the people. To smell and hear the rush of blood within the humans as they danced, drunk and flirted was all that Lilith had been able to think about the last few days, and feeding off of purified blood from the blood bank had not quieted the want.
Dressed in a knee length black leather pencil skirt that hugged her slender hips snuggly, a matching leather jacket that had a small standing collar that was equally snug covered the crimson colored silk camisole underneath. A killer pair of red leather stilettos with metal spike heels completed the outfit that set her apart from the other patrons of the club, the style seemed to come to her naturally, as if she had been born to wear such outrageous clothing. Her long hair was slicked back into a loose bun at the nape of her slender neck, her pale skin gleamed in the darkly lit club and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she drank in the scent of sweat and hormones.
As she made her way past the crowded bar her hips swayed slightly to the pounding music, the way she walked garnered a few looks from the male and even from a couple of female patrons. She caught a glimpse of the bartender to whom she gave a small nod, he nodded back and she continued past the bar to a section of the club that was raised above the dance floor. It wasn't the vip section, that was away from all of the chaos and action, no this was just a section with couches and chairs where one could watch the action from. She walked up the three steps and sat down on a soft leather couch, crossed one of her toned legs over the other and watched quietly. Shortly after a drink was placed down on the table beside her "Compliments of the owner." she nodded at the nervous vampire waiter that had brought her the drink, and as he scurried off she took a long sip of a cocktail made of vodka and fresh blood.
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