Dark grinned, a plan forming in her mind. "Your really not that beautiful, you know. Not sure if anyone has ever told you that. They're probably afraid that you'll bite them."

"Dark... I am a Vampire... I cannot die..." a smirk flittered across his face then his eyes seemed to burn even stronger. "I think you should speak to me... And Kael... With more respect..."

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Kael glared coldly at Dark, his bright eyes livid for that point in time as his hand reached down to his katana, curling around the hilt tightly.

"...what did you say?" he asked coldly, before shaking off a little of the anger.
He wouldn't let himself be insulted by one such as this...

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

She shook her head. "I can always try, cant i?"

She continued on with her comments on Kael. "Your hair is a little...how should say this nicely. Weird. No one and i mean no one would enjoy having that around...Of course you dont care what others think right?"

Dorian’s eyes flickered towards Kael. “Dark mocks you… It is a trap… Do not take the bate” he glanced at Dark. “You say he is not beautiful? Then why does he survive? All are afraid of him? That is how he lives…”

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Kael smiled a little, attempting the familiar sardonic smile...although Dark was beginning to really irritate him, to hit nerves...
...weird was hardly an insult though, it wasn't substantial yet, making the young narcissist laugh ironically.

"Not so much when they are like yourself..."

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Dorian moved towards Dark his eyes burning. “I warn you, do not anger me.” His fingers clasped his dagger and in a swift movement, had it pinned against Dark’s neck. “Do not mock him”.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

EDIT:woops...hee

She was startled by his sudden action. "Take it easy there bud, no reason to get rash." She stuck her hand behind her back and gripped her Morgul Dagger.

“Try it” he hissed “I can never die. Now end your mocking” he pressed the cold steel against Dark’s neck.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Kael threw back the cerulean tresses, before moving toward the door, one hand curling about it before he looked back, "Don't exert yourself, lovie...you might overload trying to think up more insults."

With that, he slinked out again...he needed something to eat...

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

Dark stared intently into his eyes, they flickered from their regular black colour to a silver then to a deep blood red. "Let me go."

Dorian snarled angrily and pushed Dark to the floor and let her catch a glimpse of his sharp, white fangs. “One more time… I warn you, I dislike your type.” He smirked and followed Kael out of the door.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

(Ha...funny thing is, on the taggie right now, i'm Dark...ha)

Dark immediately got to her feet and followed them, ignoring Dorian's warning.

Kael's head turned to assess Dorian, bleeding everywhere still. With nothing but a smirk and a flick of his hair, he dropped the short, simple comment of:

"You still need to feed."

A statement, that Dorian could not pass with a blind eye..
He could probably get a healer...although only one with knowledge of the wounds could ever heal them...

He couldn't tell Dorian that though, he wanted him to feed finally.

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"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination" - Oscar Wilde

“Dark. We do not harm you, leave us in peace… Kael is not a bad person. Do not do this.” He kept walking after Kael, his eyes burning in longing and anger still.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

"Didnt think he was a bad person, just a nice one doing bad things. Same thing with you."