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heart ached in a way that I had never felt before. I couldn’t breathe for what seemed like a long time.
Seven - Victor
Paint the Town
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I didn’t think it would be that easy, but I guess I have Christopher to thank. That child loved listening to Nikolas tell him stories about Dionysus. If Delia had heard Niko narrating his not so child-friendly, but god-tastic excursions – pertaining to some wild satyrs and maenads, she would’ve whipped out her bolt and torched that mighty centaur, making him a pony.
Luckily, I made it into town without a shadow in tow. The Apolluon vampires were out feeding and couldn’t detect my aura. I was home free. Delia and Evander underestimated me if they thought that I was going to be baby-sat while they were out on the town. Delia loved the opera and Evander pretended to enjoy it in order to spend time with my betrothed. I knew how to have a bit of fun too, and the opera wasn’t what I had in mind.
It had been over a month since I’d been to the saloons and from the looks of things, not much had changed. The Bucket O’ Blood was packed as usual. The old vamp Matthias, stood at the bar, toiling away at keeping his patron’s plastered. I saw many familiar faces and they all looked at me with fear. They feared the old Victor, who wouldn’t have made it through the door without an entourage of make shift disciples. That person no longer existed. Here stood the mortal Victor, but not for long.
I scoped the bar. Several tasty dolls, which I used to bed, were scattered around on bar stools. Although they seemed harmless as they hung over poor drunks, never underestimate these crafty tarts. They waited either for the poor drunk to buy them a drink, or for a chance to lift his wallet. I also looked out for unfriendly meat-eaters – members of the Lykanos pack. Any sight of them, I’d have to get out of here quick. Nevertheless, I didn’t want to dwell on the negative. I just wanted to take in the scenery and enjoy a night out on the town.
Matthias noticed me almost immediately and motioned for me to sit at the bar. I ordered my usual – straight bourbon. The liquid went down smooth and I almost felt like myself. Almost. A shot of bourbon felt best when I was fully powered. Like this, a mere mortal, the kick was lost. I knew how many it took before I had to be carried home when I had my strengths, but as a mortal, I had no idea. I assumed a lot less. Anyway, I eyed Matthias as he poured me another.
“I must admit,” Matthias said, opening another bottle of bourbon. “I wouldn’t have expected to see you here so soon.”
“No?” I knew how Matthias thought. He only feared one Ischero – the only one who could kill him. Moreover, I hoped that she hadn’t realized I left her house tonight.
“Are you here alone?” Matthias asked, moving a little closer so that the two drunks I sat between didn’t overhear.
“Yep. Any action tonight?” I knew that Matthias understood what I meant.
“Two of the wolves – Jarod and Kalisi, just left, but I don’t think I’ve seen the last of them tonight,” he said, turning his gaze to the saloon doors.
I followed Matthias’ gaze, and quickly turned back around to my drink which rested on the bar. He could feel them. Unfortunately, as a mortal I couldn’t. I turned the collar of my jacket up. I knew there wasn’t anything left to do at this moment. I didn’t have to worry about being too drunk to see my way home because what just walked into the bar would never let me leave here without an escort.
“You can leave out the back,” Matthias whispered. “The side door will take you straight into Madame Clairy’s Secret.” Matthias was trying to help but I could think of a few better places to hide than a seedy brothel.
“I won’t make it to either door,” I whispered back.
I smelled the putrid scent of the Lykanos pack as they closed in on me. I kept my head forward, facing the bar. I had to
Seven - Victor
Paint the Town
/body>
I didn’t think it would be that easy, but I guess I have Christopher to thank. That child loved listening to Nikolas tell him stories about Dionysus. If Delia had heard Niko narrating his not so child-friendly, but god-tastic excursions – pertaining to some wild satyrs and maenads, she would’ve whipped out her bolt and torched that mighty centaur, making him a pony.
Luckily, I made it into town without a shadow in tow. The Apolluon vampires were out feeding and couldn’t detect my aura. I was home free. Delia and Evander underestimated me if they thought that I was going to be baby-sat while they were out on the town. Delia loved the opera and Evander pretended to enjoy it in order to spend time with my betrothed. I knew how to have a bit of fun too, and the opera wasn’t what I had in mind.
It had been over a month since I’d been to the saloons and from the looks of things, not much had changed. The Bucket O’ Blood was packed as usual. The old vamp Matthias, stood at the bar, toiling away at keeping his patron’s plastered. I saw many familiar faces and they all looked at me with fear. They feared the old Victor, who wouldn’t have made it through the door without an entourage of make shift disciples. That person no longer existed. Here stood the mortal Victor, but not for long.
I scoped the bar. Several tasty dolls, which I used to bed, were scattered around on bar stools. Although they seemed harmless as they hung over poor drunks, never underestimate these crafty tarts. They waited either for the poor drunk to buy them a drink, or for a chance to lift his wallet. I also looked out for unfriendly meat-eaters – members of the Lykanos pack. Any sight of them, I’d have to get out of here quick. Nevertheless, I didn’t want to dwell on the negative. I just wanted to take in the scenery and enjoy a night out on the town.
Matthias noticed me almost immediately and motioned for me to sit at the bar. I ordered my usual – straight bourbon. The liquid went down smooth and I almost felt like myself. Almost. A shot of bourbon felt best when I was fully powered. Like this, a mere mortal, the kick was lost. I knew how many it took before I had to be carried home when I had my strengths, but as a mortal, I had no idea. I assumed a lot less. Anyway, I eyed Matthias as he poured me another.
“I must admit,” Matthias said, opening another bottle of bourbon. “I wouldn’t have expected to see you here so soon.”
“No?” I knew how Matthias thought. He only feared one Ischero – the only one who could kill him. Moreover, I hoped that she hadn’t realized I left her house tonight.
“Are you here alone?” Matthias asked, moving a little closer so that the two drunks I sat between didn’t overhear.
“Yep. Any action tonight?” I knew that Matthias understood what I meant.
“Two of the wolves – Jarod and Kalisi, just left, but I don’t think I’ve seen the last of them tonight,” he said, turning his gaze to the saloon doors.
I followed Matthias’ gaze, and quickly turned back around to my drink which rested on the bar. He could feel them. Unfortunately, as a mortal I couldn’t. I turned the collar of my jacket up. I knew there wasn’t anything left to do at this moment. I didn’t have to worry about being too drunk to see my way home because what just walked into the bar would never let me leave here without an escort.
“You can leave out the back,” Matthias whispered. “The side door will take you straight into Madame Clairy’s Secret.” Matthias was trying to help but I could think of a few better places to hide than a seedy brothel.
“I won’t make it to either door,” I whispered back.
I smelled the putrid scent of the Lykanos pack as they closed in on me. I kept my head forward, facing the bar. I had to
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