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"This is just a club," the Oa&039;s son said, his voice at once defeated and annoyed
Mr D turned off the Focus&039;s wheezer of an engine and looked over "Yup And we&039;re going to get you what you need here"
They&039;d been driving around aia&039;s son couldn&039;t stop throwing up The last heaving session had been about forty s had done settled some Hard to knohether the pukin&039; were because of what the son had had to do or on account of his induction Either way, Mr D had taken care of hi the son&039;s head up at one point, because the guy had been too weak to do it hiht place for theh the son of the Evil wouldn&039;t be able to eat or have sex, there was one sure thing they would find here: drunken hus
Tired and overwrought as the son was, he had power in his veins, power that needed to be triggered The club and its idiots were the gun The son was the bullet
And a fight would revive things real good "Co out
"This is bullshit" The words uy whose grain silo was empty
"It ain&039;t" Mr D walked around, opened the son&039;s door, and helped hiotta trust me"
They walked across the street to the club, and when the bouncer at the head of the wait line glared at Mr D, he slipped the big onna just have a hang-around," Mr D said as he took theh the crowd and over to the bar
All through the club, hard-core rap thumped, while women dressed in bits of leather paraded by on cock patrol and lared at one another
He knew he&039;d done right when the son&039;s eyes rifle-sighted a group of college-y guys as barking loudly and sucking back hot sauce in lasses
"Yup, we just havin&039; ourselves a little breather," Mr D said with satisfaction
The bartender ca for us¡ª"
"Shot of Patr¨®n," the son said
As the bartender went off, Mr D leaned in "You can&039;t eat no&039;n&039; no sex neither"
The son&039;s pale eyes shot over to hi me?"
"No, suh, that&039;s the way¡ª"
"Yeah, fuck that" When the shot glass ca, the son said to the bartender, "Start a tab"
Lash tossed back the tequila while glaring at Mr D
Mr D shook his head and started scouting for the bathroom Yeah, boy, when he&039;d tried the food routine he&039;d ended up hurling for an hour, and hadn&039;t they already done enough of that tonight?
"Where&039;s my second," Lash barked out to the bartender
Mr D swiveled his head back around The O there, happy as you please, tapping his fingers on the bar The second shot came Then the third
After the fourth was ordered, Lash&039;s pale eyes slid over, aggression flaring in the?"
Mr D couldn&039;t decide whether he was looking at a boo off or a miracle No lessers were able to take food and drink once they&039;d been turned The Oa&039;s black blood nourished the else All they needed to survive was a couple of hours of rest every day
"I guess you is different," Mr D said with respect in his voice
"Daht I aer
As the guy ate and drank, you could see the color coet replaced by confidence And while watching that hao down into Lash&039;s gullet, Mr D had to wonder whether the son would pale out as the rest of the lessers did The regular rules were clearly not applying here
"And what is this shit about no sex?" the son said as he wiped his mouth on a black paper napkin
"We is iet¡ª"
"I knohat it oose at the end of the bar The woo after, even if he&039;d been able to get it up With her Play-boy body and her proue Not that she&039;d have noticed hih, and the way she were looking at the guy ht careful Lash was a handsoh, with his cropped blond hair and his chiseled face and those gray eyes And he had the kind of body the wole sitting on his hips, ready for all kinds of action
It dawned on Mr D that if they was still in school, he&039;d be proud to be seen with the son And likely on the outs with the kind of people the son hung with
But this weren&039;t school, and Lash needed hiirl across the way smiled at the son, picked the cherry out of her blue drink, and swirled her pink tongue around the dangler
You could kind of i that to a set of balls and Mr D had to look away Oh, yes&039;ood if he&039;d still been huirls
The son shifted off his bar stool "No food No sex Yeah, right Wait here, motherfucker"
The son turned away and headed for the woot left at the bar with an erease on it, he supposed he&039;d done good He&039;d wanted to get the Ohtering his vaood fistfight
Instead, the son had a nice littleto top things off by banging the experience out of his memory
Mr D shook his head at the bartender when he was asked if he wanted so Damn shame he couldn&039;t drink no er, too He&039;d loved his burgers, he really had
"You got anything for uy with a jackass so had draped hi at the bartender Under his black leather jacket, which had a terrific eagle embroidered on the back, he was dressed in jeans that were three sizes too big and construction boots Around his neck were some diamond chains, and he had a flashy watch on
Mr D weren&039;t into the jewelry, but he did jones the guy&039;s class ring It was yellow gold, unlike the rest of his stuff, and had a pale blue stone in the raduated froot souys what had pissed off the son a little bit ago "Told the Guy took so out of his pocket and the two shook hands
Cash, Mr D thought
Big Guy grinned and straightened his leather jacket, that class ring flashing bright blue He approached the guys fro them the back of his coat
There was a hoot and holler and then a lot of hands went in pockets and palms were shook and there was some more with the pockets
Not s over, and it was pretty obvious that they wasn&039;t exchanging no business cards
He weren&039;t going to last long in the business, Mr D thought
"You sure you don&039;t want anything?" the bartender asked Mr D
Mr D glanced toward the bathroom Lash had taken the blonde into "Nah, thanks I&039;m just waitin&039; on rinned "Betcha he&039;s going to be a while She looks like she gives a nice ride, that one"
Upstairs in her bedroo which wasn&039;tat the small pile of robes, prayer books, and incense burners that she&039;d gathered together, she realized with a curse that she&039;d left her rose in the office Then again, she wouldn&039;t have been able to take it with her to the Sanctuary The only things from this side that were allowed in were those of historical ier sense, of course
She glanced over at her latest¡ªher last¡ªconstruction of toothpicks and peas
She was such a hypocrite, criticizing the Prith in separation, as she doing? Leaving this world that challenged her so, with the intention of seeking a seclusion that was even deeper than the one she&039;d had before as a Chosen
Tears came into her eyes¡ª
The knock on her door was soft
"Oneto calm herself When she finally went over and answered the door, her eyes widened and she pulled the lapels of her robe together, hiding the bite mark on her neck "My sister?"
The Chosen Layla was on the other side, looking as lovely as ever "Greetings"
"Greetings, indeed"
They exchanged lingering deep bohich was as close to hugging as Chosen were permitted
"Whither thou cohtened "Are you to be of blood service to the Brothers Rhage and Vishous?"
Funny, the forrown used to more informal discourse More comfortable with it
"Indeed, I ae" There was a pause "And as well I sought to inquire after you May I come in?"