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The In Crowd
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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He was on break when Julianna came through the door. When he got back, a bouncer named Sergei elbowed Daniel and said, “Check out the silver fox.”
Daniel searched the bar, looking for some old guy in a suit and tie, a Bob Barker lookalike getting his kicks with a demon babe, but no one matched the description. “Wait… her?” He frowned and craned his neck. “Hate to break it to you, but a silver fox is a dude.”
Sergei did a double-take. “She’s a man?!”
Daniel scowled. “No! It’s an expression. Silver fox. It means an old guy. That’s a woman.” He gulped a drink and observed Julianna through the crowd. She held a cocktail while she looked around the place. Maybe she was waiting for someone. The vampire slapped Sergei’s arm. “I’ll be back in a minute.” He joined the woman at the bar.
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The attempt at humor likely would have horrified her colleagues in London, and Julianna wasn't even certain Daniel would get the reference to Pollock. Everyone in 'their' world had coping mechanisms for dealing with the horrors that existed. The occasional joke, no matter how poorly made, was preferable to other methods of dealing with terrible things.
"You seem very..." The Watcher waved her free hand around as she picked up her fresh drink. "...Relaxed, I suppose. About your new way of finding sustenance. Must be a bit like trying to give up smoking, hmm?"
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