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Joined: June 8th, 2013, 12:36 am

September 25th, 2013, 1:29 am #1

    Madlenka was lonely. She had a couple of friends, but those friendships weren't exactly the sort where you shared deep secrets and had physical contact like cuddling on the couch while listening to old recordings. John and Leona were her closest friends, and both of those relationships could be straining at times. Besides, she needed more than a friend. She needed to get laid. She needed to be kissed and touched and fucked. The dhampir needed physical contact, even if it fell short of getting laid.

    It had taken a lot of talking to herself in the mirror to get to this point. In her old life, she had taken lovers as she pleased. She was good at discretion and had never suffered any consequences for her actions, save those caused by sleeping around on Dutch. Letting her libido direct her had been her only regret in life, and had influenced her heavily in her behavior in Door. She didn't want to be the same sort of woman she had been when she hurt Dutch so badly. That's why she had taken so very long to come to this point, to actually address feelings she had been dealing with since the first time she had laid eyes on her fellow deputy.

    Clive was handsome. Ridiculously handsome. Charming too. He was the sort of man that made girls write their first name with his last name all over their schoolbooks. He was also very, very different from Dutch. He was a lighthearted sort, a sweet and kind man who didn't brood all too often. She needed something different, a change, a way to start fresh.

    Madlenka had spent over an hour getting ready. Her hair was curled and pinned up to perfection, a rhinestone clip holding one side of her curls away from her face. Blue eyes were lined in kohl, pouty lips rouged, cheekbones lightly highlighted in pink. She had picked out one of her favorite dresses, a black and gingham halter that showed off her creamy back and emphasized her cleavage. To be prepared for all possible outcomes, she had also put on her very best lingerie, a black silk and lace set complete with garter belt and thigh-high stockings.

    She stood on Clive's doorstep, heart pounding in her chest. She hadn't been nervous like this since she was a teenager. With a bottle of wine from the orchard clutched in one hand, she knocked on his door with the other.
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Joined: June 7th, 2013, 9:24 pm

October 4th, 2013, 3:13 am #2

Clive had taken the night off to do some maintenance on his arm. The damned thing had been working fine up until noon when a small sandstorm blew through town. His mechanical arm was one of the finest pieces of tech that he had ever set his on, but damn if the tiniest grain of sand got in the right spot, the whole thing would go out of wack. He had been so completely absorbed in his own little world of screws and other bits, that the sound of knocks at his door nearly caused him to fall out of his chair.

With a quiet swear, the halfbreed balanced himself and got up to see who it was. John usually strolled on in so it had to be someone else, though who he could not even begin to guess. He considered changing his tattered shirt and dirty jeans, maybe even wiping the oil off his cheeks but what of his company? He felt it was better to answer now than be rude and have whoever it was wait.

"Comin'!" He replied as he heard another knock. He reached for the doorknob and hesitated as he realized that the metal joint where his arm used to be was exposed. It was off putting to some but it was already to late to do anything about it as his arm lay disassembled on the workbench in his bedroom. Slowly he opened the door and poked his head out. What he saw was probably the last thing he expected.

Shit

Madlenka stood on his porch looking prettier than ever, like something out of a dark fantasy that he might have dreamt of. His jaw slackened for only a second before he manged to work it into a grin.

"Look if this is about the coffee, I'm sorry. I was merely tryin' to chum it up with Guy. I hope you ain't come all the way down here to give me an earful before you go on a date." He joked as he slowly opened the door to his lovely guest.
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Joined: June 8th, 2013, 12:36 am

October 4th, 2013, 3:25 am #3

    The dhampir laughed, a light and airy sound in comparison to her usually sarcastic chuckles. She shook her head just slightly, her curls bouncing around her cheekbones.

    "No, I forgave you for that when I saw the look on your face. I've said dumb things while trying to make newcomers comfortable, so I assumed that's all it was after I saw you scramble to make amends," she said. In truth, she had been a little miffed at his words regarding her coffee, but when she had informed him of such and he had looked like a kicked puppy, it had been reason enough to forgive him. Besides, he was answering the door with an apology and looking oh-so-very handsome. There was something about a scruffy, dirty man that did things to the dhampir.

    "Truth of the matter is, I don't have a date tonight," Or any night for a long, long time... "I was wondering if perhaps you would like to spend the evening with me. It's rare that we both are off-duty, and I figured having a little company could be nice. I brought wine and if you haven't had dinner already I don't mind cooking something for the both of us."

    She realized how forward this all was, and how it sounded like a date in the strictest manner of the word. "I mean, we work together so much, we should get to know each other outside of work, right?" Yeah, that helped a little. Sort of.
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October 4th, 2013, 3:57 am #4

The halfbreed's eyebrows rose in surprise, "Oh? Uhh.." He hesitated as he glanced back to his bedroom, "Yeah, sure. Come in! Sorry about the mess and uh.. me being disarmed." He opened the door completely and strode back to his bedroom to grab a shirt. He always kept a few long sleeve button downs with the left sleeves pinned in his chest of drawers.

"Make 'yerself at home" He called out as he fumbled with getting his shirt on. He had planned to have a rather boring night at home, this was certainly going to be a change of pace, not that he minded. Wine and dinner though? He knew Madlenka was a flirt but this was quite forward by any definition, had he been that flirtatious earlier?

Feeling a little bit more presentable, Clive made his way back into the den to find Madelenka on his couch with two glasses of wine already poured and sitting on hsi beat up coffee table. "Sorry about that again, I normally don't get house calls unless someone needs somethin'." He spoke softly with a warm smile, Madlenka looked even better under the soft glow of his generator powered lights. Her supernatural traits gave her skin a creamy pale complexion that he had only seen on porcelain dolls. "It was mighty nice of you to come down here."

He sat down across from her and picked up the glass to his right, "Y'know, I never really bothered with that Blame Flame wine. I always thought it was something for prissy people to drink, y'know the higher up people and the like. Not that you're prissy, I've seen you get pretty damn mean when you need to." He was quick to watch his words, not wanting to offend Madlenka any more than he already had earlier that week. He took a quick sip of the wine and set it back on the coffee table as he swished it around in his mouth. It was slightly bitter but went down smooth enough. Not bad, but it was definitely not Redshine.

"Not too bad!"
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October 9th, 2013, 8:14 pm #5

    Clive not having an arm would have bothered most people, but Madlenka had seen more than a few amputees in her life. Between the time period she had lived in and her profession as a Navy Lieutenant, she had seen many people have their limbs removed in order to survive. Hell, she had even used her dhampir blood to help a shipmate get through having his foot cut off when a wound turned gangrenous. The mechanical limb that he had been affixed with was different from anything she had ever seen, but even in her world they had been tinkering with mechanical implements to replace lost limbs. Once she had even met a young ballerina that had turned out to made completely from clockwork!

    "I usually don't bother with wine too much either, but John has the only good bottle of scotch in the whole town and Detta refused to give me a bottle of bourbon," she explained. "It just didn't seem proper to show up with a bottle of Redshine. I'm trying to spend time with you, not get the both of us shitfaced."

    She smiled and picked up her own glass, taking a sip. "Besides, wine gives you a nice, warm buzz."

    The dhampir took another sip of her wine and then set it back on the coffee table. "I hope you don't mind my just showing up... I thought it would be a nice surprise. I can make dinner too if you'd like, or snacks or something." She realized she hadn't planned this out as well as she thought she had and shrugged. "What would you like to do?"
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November 3rd, 2013, 8:59 pm #6

Clive smiled and shrugged, "I don't really know. To be honest I'm not exactly certain what's going on here." He paused to take another swig of his drink, keeping his eyes on the dhampir. "Don't get me wrong, I'm really happy you came over. It just sort of caught me off guard, I'm not exactly used to having a woman come over and offer to cook for me."

Madlenka had always been the type to speak her mind and what not but he never expected to have her simply show up. Sure he had flirted with her in the past, but he had considered it more of a friendly sort of thing. There was no doubt in the world that he found her incredibly attractive, he paid her compliments whenever he had the chance, though he never really expected anything to come from it.

"Now by all means I'm not saying you should go, but maybe we should talk first. I wanna know what's goin' on in that head of yours. This all seems like out of the blue to me."

Had he really been that clueless the whole time?
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November 4th, 2013, 2:16 am #7

    It didn't surprise Madlenka that she had caught Clive off-guard by showing up on his doorstep. It was an extremely bold move, one that could have ended with jail time in her former world. Women weren't allowed to be forward in the time she had come from, and it meant so much to her that she was allowed to actually speak her mind without fearing the repercussions. (Well, too much anyway.)

    "We are talking," she said, a smirk quirking the corners of her mouth. "I don't necessarily intend for us to do anything more than that at this point."

    She paused for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts. When she spoke, she looked Clive in the eyes, her voice steady. "The truth of the matter is that I am sick and tired of sitting alone at my house every night. The only people I spend any time with are Leona, who is great but so very angry most of the time, and John, who is a bitter old man. Every once in a while I spend time with Corbin, but it usually ends in an argument of one kind or another."

    The dhampir shrugged. "I like you. I like you as a co-worker, as a potential friend, and as a person. What's more, I find you incredibly attractive."

    Her heart was pounding in her chest. This was a terrible idea. Why hadn't she just stayed home and masturbated and gotten drunk? She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again.

    "I'm not expecting romance. Hell, I'm not even expecting sex. All I really want is to get to know you better, and see where this goes from there. At worst, we both gain a friend."
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