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Victor didn't make it a habit of his to carry a phone with him anywhere, but lately, it seemed to be something of a good idea. For a start, trying to work the damn thing with his claws was irritating as hell, not to mention the annoying noises it made when it did ring. He could recall a time before phones had even been invented, and he remembered it as being blissfully quiet. Still, the thing had its uses occasionally.
...but now wasn't one of those times, at least as far as he was concerned. He was making his way through the woodland near to the house where he'd lately taken up residence, doing his best to track down a deer that he'd spotted in the past day or so, and the need to hunt was just burning in his blood. He'd finally managed to corner the creature a short distance away from the house when that damned phone had begun to ring.
Dammit!
...but now wasn't one of those times, at least as far as he was concerned. He was making his way through the woodland near to the house where he'd lately taken up residence, doing his best to track down a deer that he'd spotted in the past day or so, and the need to hunt was just burning in his blood. He'd finally managed to corner the creature a short distance away from the house when that damned phone had begun to ring.
Dammit!
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Date: 2010-02-23 11:46 pm (UTC)She hit 'send' and waited for him to answer.
"Victor? It's Kitty. I've decided... let's do it."
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Date: 2010-03-02 07:20 pm (UTC)"As if you could." She raised an eyebrow at him. "No one touches me if I don't want them to." She felt secure in that statement, knowing that thanks to her ability, she could never really be hurt. It was one of the things she truly loved about having it, that constant sense of safety.
She slowly pulled her hand from Victor's and picked up her purse. "I'm going to go freshen up, I'll be right back." She smiled and stood, then walked back towards the entrance where she'd noticed the restrooms were. She could feel his eyes on her back and stood up a little straighter, sashaying her hips just a little more than usual.
Just as she turned down the small hallway that led to the restrooms, she heard a familiar voice call her name. She turned to find just who she'd hoped - Bobby.
"Hey, Bobby." She said with a satisfied smile.
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