Vampire Hunter School Thinger

Salem watched Drake curiously, a mischievous smirk over his face, "Whattuyah say we blow this place? Go somewhere else? Do something else?" He asked, licking his lips softly.

(Somehow magically fixed itself for the moment. o_O)

(Nevermind. -_-)

Drake smiled faintly, looking Salem over once more, before slowly taking his left hand and squeezing it. "Alright.. you get dressed and meet me out front.. I have to get my stuff out of our wardrobe room." He slowly released him and moved towards the door.

( D: Oh no!)

Salem nodded his head a little, "Alright," he said, watching Drake move for the door, he began to pick up articles of his clothing and dress himself, which, was a process that took him somewhat longer than usual.

Drake exited the room, smiling softly still. "Heh, I can't believe he's talked me into quitting.." he murmured. "So easily too.." He moved to the wardrobe room, grabbing his backpack and stuffing all of his clothes, the ones he wanted anyways, into it. He then grabbed his makeup and other things that he wanted, before heading to the front. He didn't want any conflict, so he'd chosen not to even tell the boss.

Salem, as promised, was waiting just outside the building. He watched a few drunk couples stumble by, and what might have been a crazy hobo yelling at a fire hydrant, he wasn't quite sure. Maybe the man knew or saw something that he did not. He chuckled softly at the thought, his eyes slowly turning to the front doors.

(Making cookies and playing with my Yu Gi Oh cards with my bro. Bbl.)

(XD Rofl. Yay for crazy hobos!)

Drake stepped out of the club, shifting his pack and smiling at Salem. "Alright.. Ready?" he said softly, pulling on a shirt so that he didn't look as strippery, if that's even word. He walked towards the hybrid, gently touching his cheek as he grew close enough. "Where are we going, anyways?" he asked.

(K... Taking the dove to the wildlife place so same.. :/)

(xD)

"I have no idea, I'm making this up as I go along." Salem admitted, giving a half smirk, which gave a glimpse of what might have been a small fang, which makes me wonder who the hell Gabriel banged to produce Salem. Interesting thought, considering the whole Bella Donna being his ex-wife thing. Anyways, he outstretched his hand, taking the pack from Drake and carrying it on his own shoulder. He's such a trooper.

(Back. Cleaning my room. As far as I know I'm having company tomorrow, so yeah. Unless she bails on me too. *In which case more food for me so yayz*)

(Oh, hey, just remembered, when you get on could you do me a favor and sticker me with some stickers on Subeta? I've been screwing around and getting my achievement count up lately so I'd muchly appreciate it. :3

I have them up in my trades and...

*Random thought that she must pursue* xD)

(Also, look up Vampiraco on subeta. xD)

Drake chuckled softly and slowly took Salem's hand. "Are you hungry? I know a great cheesecake place." he said, frowning in slight protest as the injured man took his bag. ".. I can carry it.. I don't want you to get hurt more.." He pouted, gently trying to take it back.

(Sure. XD

fdgjdflkgjdfg I WANT ONE!! D: SO EVILLY DELICIOUS!!)

"It's fine, it's over my good shoulder," Salem assured, shifting so that bag was out of his reach, "And sure, I'd love to go for cheesecake," he added, giving the man a light nod of his head.

(Wan me to buy you one? :3

I'm getting Liam a pet Lucifer. XD)

(Hm, did you get the second lot of stickers, because I apparently got the lip ring and my stickers are still in the trades. o_O)

".. Alright.." he stated, somewhat suspicious. "Just.. be careful, alright?" He began to lead Salem, staring in front of them though glancing to the hybrid every now and then. "What's your favorite flavor?"

(Iffin you want? C: <3 Idk who to give it to. O:

XDDD Hahaha, niiice. Should I make Darius/Luci on there? o: I'd probably get him a Liam Lace, but eh. XD)

(Only got one. D: )

"Every kind. I love cheesecake. Love it." He told the other man, damn near frothing at the mouth just thinking about having such a sweet, creamy treat. He cast a glance at Drake, his first sweet, creamy treat of the night, and stifled a laugh. Dirty minded man.

(You could always just admire it. XD Or give it to a taco loving vampire, iffin you have one. xD

'Sup to you. xD)

(*Kicks Subeta*)

(XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
New flavor: sweaty stripper. )

Drakie nodded softly, chuckling softly at the man. "Well, you're an easy buy then, if I ever get a whole one." he pointed out, blinking. "Mm, they make big ones that have two slices of every flavor they make in the shop. Good to put in the freezer or ice box.." He ran a hand through his haid, catching the pervy laughter and raising a brow. "Hmm."

(XDD Bahaha, sooo cuteee. :3

Idk. D: )

(*kicks a gopher*)

(MmMm, good.)

"Things like that don't last long enough for me to put them in the freezer..." Salem mumbled, licking his lips at the thought. Now that he thought about it, he clearly wanted some, and hoped to God that the place wasn't closed.

(Mmhm. XD)

(Maddox is going to have three black cats named Edgar, Allan and Poe. XD

And I want some peeps to go to Egypt to fight mummies or something. XD

And I'm leaning towards Rem and Maddox for my crew, iffin you wanted to do it, too. :3)

(XDDD)

(XDDDD)

The man chuckled again, eyes flickering. "Oh, and don't worry, they're usually open late on Friday nights because it's open mic night.. lots of vocalists, guitars, all that jazz." He turned a corner, and sure enough, there it was. The Cheesecake Cafe thingy, lights on a soft music floating around it.

(Awesome!!

x3 Now I want to watch all of the mummy movies.
Will there be curses? O:

Abel would enjoy the sport, aaand.. uhmm.. yeah, I dunno who else yet. xD)

"Nyeah, I don't really do music." Salem said, shrugging his shoulders as he made his way towards the building, feeling rather hungry now that he was within eye sight of the building.

(Yes, curses. I thought of that right after I posted. XD

And can I be Anubis again? Pahleeze?

Mmwell, we'll see. We'll get through this plot first and then go to the next one. XD)

Drake pouted some. "Ah.. well, it's soft, so it shouldn't be too bad." He dusted off his pants with his spare hand, feeling rather energetic, even though he was running on low. He sped some, sensing the other man's hunger. "I want Strawberry.." he murmured.

(XDD Like.. whut kinda curses? C:

Yessum. (: <3

Kk. This one.. isn't really doing much. XD)

"I dunno what I want..." Salem whispered, making a face as he thought. He decided to wait until they got inside until he made the final decision. Just in case.

(The... Ancient kind? XD

Weeee.

<<

Well. We can... Say everything is already fixed iffin you don't wanna do it no more. XD)

Drake blinked, then smiled, opening the door for his companion. "Mm, well, there's a lot to pick from.. but I'm keeping it simple." He flipped his bangs, looking around the dimly lit place.

(XD

Hehe.. *had a random thought*

Sure? XDD)

Salem easily stepped inside, glancing around the unfamiliar room as he wandered towards what looked to be a place to order food. He inwardly scolded himself for having a nacho craving, and instead told Drake that he would like a Caramel Cheesecake.

(Now what random thought did you have?

Mmk then. That plot lasted long. XD)

(XD Nomnom now I want Nachos.)

Drake nodded softly, stepping up to the counter. "A strawberry cheesecake, and a caramel cheesecake, please." he said, fishing into his pocket and pulling out his 'dirty' money. Hah. He paid for if quickly, as if he figured Salem would try to.

(Like, they could be stationed in Egypt to protect some place, fight the mummies and explore. They could think that it's like.. some archaeologist paying them, but it could be Anubis. *o* Because.. like.. Idk.. *shrugs*

xD I hate my plots. ;o; )

(Same. XD)

Naturally, Salem did have the intention of paying for it, though Drake beat him to the punch, he had been about to protest when he realized he had not paid for his drink, or for the time with the stripped while they were at the club. He contemplating going back to pay, but realized that, considering her had stolen said stripper, it would be a bad idea.

(Well, Anubis is the god of the dead, so I've always been of the opinion that he was quite powerful. xD

:c)

(XDD)

(XD It's like.. they walk back in there and Drake gets shot. XD "NO ONE LEAVES MY HAREM ALIVE, BETCH!")

Drake put his change back in his pocket, eyes slipping shut for a couple moments. "Mm.." he murmured, leaning against the counter for a moment. He then moved to the side, waiting for the woman to hand them their treats. He smiled as she did so, taking them and handing the cramel to the man. "Big slices too.."

(I know that. XD I figure he could be testing them.. maybe wanting to make them his guards or something. xD

Y_Y)

(Nice. x_X)

Salem happily accept the piece of cake, thanking Drake as he looked around the room, waiting for him to pick a spot to sit.

(Sounds kinda... Meh. He has his army of anubis looking warrior things.)

"No problem." he said softly, leading Salem towards a booth so that Salem would have soft and squishy padding instead of a mere metal framed chair.

(Yeh. *just shuts up* xD)

Salem tossed Drake's bag to sit against the wall as he slid into the booth, shifting a little and arching his back as he adjusted himself, or rather, his wings.

(<<

Food. Need it. Bbs.)

(Back.)

Drake sat across from Salem, nibbling at his cheesecake as soon as he hit the cushion. "Mm.." he murmured, chewing a cunk of strawberry.