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She'd been meaning to get to Ragnarok anyway. Gerald had mentioned it to her ages ago, but between one thing and another there'd been no time. With spring approaching, classes had hit a bit of a lull, and she was prepared for the next week. That cleared some of her schedule.
Julianna had parked her car in the lot and was now waiting in the queue to get inside. Some of the 'costumed' staff were outside greeting guests, and the Watcher was amusing herself by trying to deduce who was actually human and who wasn't. It was the perfect place to be if you wanted to hide in plain sight. She wondered if the owner had to strike a deal with any vampires who might be employed here.
Inside, it was surprisingly ordinary, at least as far as decor went. Julianna ordered a gimlet at the bar, then sipped at it while she wondered at the possibility of getting an audience with the proprietor. Her colleague wouldn't have mentioned the woman if she might not be a valuable acquaintance to have, so perhaps she should make an effort herself.
In the meantime, she would enjoy the atmosphere here. Las Vegas might not be much for culture, per se, but it didn't lack for its own brand of ambiance.
Julianna had parked her car in the lot and was now waiting in the queue to get inside. Some of the 'costumed' staff were outside greeting guests, and the Watcher was amusing herself by trying to deduce who was actually human and who wasn't. It was the perfect place to be if you wanted to hide in plain sight. She wondered if the owner had to strike a deal with any vampires who might be employed here.
Inside, it was surprisingly ordinary, at least as far as decor went. Julianna ordered a gimlet at the bar, then sipped at it while she wondered at the possibility of getting an audience with the proprietor. Her colleague wouldn't have mentioned the woman if she might not be a valuable acquaintance to have, so perhaps she should make an effort herself.
In the meantime, she would enjoy the atmosphere here. Las Vegas might not be much for culture, per se, but it didn't lack for its own brand of ambiance.
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There was no guilt, no sadness, none of the moping that an ensouled vampire would do. Whistler had confirmed it; there was no soul in residence. But neither was there naked aggression. Daniel just was. The greatest danger was that his lack of life-passion or death-passion would bore him to dust.
"I bet you've never slacked on anything," he added. "Checkbook balanced, hospital corners, morning moisturizer routine."
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But her routine was altering, wasn't it? Considering that she hadn't even wanted to come to Nevada at all, she'd carved out a semi-comfortable niche for herself. Things with Valerie were progressing exponentially, and she and Rhiannon seemed to have reached a real truce. Neither of those things would have happened if she hadn't stepped out of her comfort zone at least by a fraction.
"On the other hand, there is something to be said for occasionally just...letting things happen."
Julianna knew the remark was a bit cryptic, and she studied the contents of her glass for a moment. For all that she'd advised Valerie to live in the Now, she wasn't sure she was leading by example. Perhaps that was why she hadn't let Nathan finish his thought the other night, because of the fear that it would disrupt her routine. She'd allowed him to talk her out of sending him away before because she hadn't really wanted him to go, but was it fair to not allow him to speak his mind?
"Change is always difficult, Daniel, for some more than others. I'm not sure a woman my age can step fully away from routine."
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He scooped up a handful of bar pretzels and ate them.
"That's not an insult, by the way," he said around them. "Women are like wine. They get better with age."
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As unlikely as the source of the advice might be, he wasn't wrong. Children had stopped being a possibility years ago and she didn't regret that, and while her relationship status might change, she doubted wedding bells were in her future either. Just the prospect of things altering was terrifying, but not awful.
"And now if you won't take this as an insult, I'm going to tell you that I think you might be a good influence on Holiday. I didn't approve at first, although I'm sure it's hardly my place, but on closer inspection you're not without merit."
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Of course he hadn't seen Holly in ages, but neither had Julianna, so apparently it wasn't personal. He wasn't about to get creepy and start following her around.
"So you're here to see my boss, that about right?"
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Julianna had finished half of her new drink by now, and that meant she should cut herself off. Two was her limit in situations like this, when she wanted t make a reasonably good impression. The Watcher emptied her glass, set it down on the bar in front of her.
"If I don't see you before I leave, it was nice to see you again, Daniel."
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