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Name: Damiaan VanCleave

Age: looks 25, actually around two hundred years old

Gender: Male

Looks: Grey eyes, strawberry blonde hair that's short on the sides and longer on the top, broad shoulders, well muscled, naturally olive skin but kind of pale, 6' 2"

Species: Vampire

Personality: to be rp'ed

Family: All dead

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The night air practically reeked of promise. It was as if-- Damiaan stopped himself in his tracks, pinching his nose to keep from bursting out laughing in the middle of the sidewalk. The night air reeked of promise? What the hell kind of a line was that? He chuckled to himself, rubbing his nose for a moment before continuing on his path. The night air didn't reek of promise, it smelled like someone had just dumped thirty tons of charcoal into the air. Of course, that could have just been his own sense of smell...

He shook his head, leaning against the wall of a building for a moment to catch his breath. He was tired, hadn't had a good drink in a long time. But that's why he was going to this club, he forgot the name. To get a good drink. Damiaan licked his lips, starting his walk with renewed fervor. It wasn't long before he reached his destination, the sleeping bouncer doing nothing to stop his infiltration into the building. The music threatened to make his ears bleed, but he ignored that and sat down at the bar, smiling at the tender and ordering a vodka.

This was going to be good...

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Kelsie groaned in frustration at the sight in front of her, "you're pathetic you know?" She half yelled at the drunken state of her ex-boyfriend sitting on her couch. She lived in a decent house with her parents but they were gone on an anniversary trip and Efren, her ex, somehow knew that thus, the reason why he was passed out in her house. She shook her head and went to her kitchen, filling up a glass with cold water from her tap and walking back to the couch. She really didn't fancy getting her couch wet so she put down the glass of water and dragged Efren off, with a loud thump, before splashing the cold water on his face. His eyes opened in surprise as he looked around her house, figuring out where he was, "how long have you been here?" Kelsie asked placing the empty glass on the table, she had been gone from her house for most of the day now. Efren just stood up, swaying on his feet before stumbling clumsily towards Kelsie, making her take a big step to the side, "but babe, I came all the way here for a kiss." Efren was obviously still drunk and Kelsie just rolled her eyes in annoyance, "get out of my house Efren, I don't care that you had to walk a few houses down from yours, the break up was two weeks ago and you cheated on me so you don't even deserve a second chance." She walked over to the front door, taking him by the elbow, opening the door and pushing him out.

"And give me back the key." She knew he wouldn't give it up himself so she reluctantly reached into his front pocket and pulled her house key out before slamming the door in his face. Sighing she stuck the key in her wallet before sitting on her couch and reaching for the TV remote, turning the flatscreen on.

"Recent killings have been sighted at the government official's building, and police believe that the cause of death is a rouge vampire. This is the second killing this week, who is the killer, and what other plans does he have for this city?"

Kelsie just shook her head, unable to believe a vampire is killing government officials so easily. As a kid, she was always afraid of the vile creatures but thankfully, she has never come into contact with one.

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Damiaan was on his third glass of vodka--he had a high tolerance, someone who'd been around as long as he had was bound to--when he glanced up at the TV. Some idiot had set it to a news station, and he was about to throw his drink at the bartender to change it when he read the captions. Rogue vampire? What the hell? Who was stupid enough to go around killing government officials when the species was being hunted to extinction?

He was almost about to order another drink when he realized something. If he stayed here, and someone caught him out back with his fangs in a girl's neck, they would think he was the killer. And then he would be killed. He wasn't that old, not at all, not compared to others. He still had a life ahead of him, however strange it may be...

He pushed himself to his feet, quickly pushing through the mass of people to get to the entrance. He needed some fresh air, away from this mass of pulsing life and blood. It had been so long since he'd had a real drink... Damiaan licked his lips again as he finally exited the building, heading God knows where, just trying to get away from people.

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Kelsie got bored after half an hour of watching boring TV and decided to go for a quick run, she hasn't done so in a couple weeks and she felt the need to stretch her legs properly. Changing into proper running attire, she walked out of her house and locked the front door behind her. Just as she was about to start, her phone rang in her pocket, seeing it was her mom, "Hey mum!" She piped excited to hear her mom's voice in a few days. "Hey sweetie! How are you?" Her mom asked her mostly because of the breakup, "He showed up at our house but I got him out in no time, don't worry, I'm just going for a run now." She replied, feeling her heart clench just a bit at her own words. "Oh! Ok glad you're ok, I'll let you do your thing now, dad says hello." Kelsie smiled and chuckled lightly, "Ok mum, tell dad I say hi too." She shut off her phone and stuck it back in her pocket after putting earphones in. She took her normal jogging path but when she when past the club she saw a dark figure walking away. A shiver ran down her spine as she slowed her jogging, trying to get a good look of the man's face. She didn't know why she was trying but ended up giving up because his face was well hidden by the shadows.

When Kelsie got home, she changed down to her pajamas and made sure to sleep early for Uni tomorrow.

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Damiaan wasn't entirely sure where he was going, this particular section of the city wasn't very familiar to him. Sure, he'd been to the club plenty of times before, but he'd usually take a taxi back to his apartment. Now, there weren't any taxis, not that it would have mattered anyway. He'd spent all of his money on vodka, a decision which he was severely regretting. He wasn't drunk, that much was for sure, but his head hurt, and he knew it would be worse in the morning, much worse. And, there was the ever-present sluggishness from his lack of blood...

He shook his head, pressing a hand to his forehead as he walked. He needed something to drink, and fast, otherwise it wouldn't be good for anybody. He bit his lip when he looked up and saw a woman jogging, and he nearly ran right towards her and drained the life out of her. Something stopped him, however, probably the fact that he tried to keep from killing anybody, and if this girl went home with bite marks in her neck he'd have to move, and he didn't really want to move at all. Damiaan groaned loudly when she was gone, collapsing in a small alleyway between a large, computer development company and a smaller florist shop. He didn't have the strength to move anymore, at least not for the night. He started thinking--there was a pretty nice coffee shop on the university campus, maybe he'd get a coffee there in the morning. After he'd had enough blood to satisfy him for the next couple of days, of course.

Damiaan ended up falling asleep in the alley, his head buried against his knees.

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The next morning, Kelsie woke up early knowing she had to take a shower because she was too tired to last night, work had drained her power and she hadn't noticed until this morning because of Efren. Stifling a big yawn, she stretched out her sore arms before picking out her clothes for the day, before walking into the shower turning it to hot. She liked her showers decently hot, especially if she felt as stiff as a stick.

After her relaxing shower, she got dressed quickly and brushed out her wet hair, blowing it out lightly. "Damn." Kelsie muttered looking at the clock, she noticed she only had a few minutes to eat a breakfast. "Forget it." She grabbed her car keys and ran ot the front door and locking it behind her, she would just have to buy some breakfast at the school cafe.

Kelsie got to school with enough time to sit down and get something to eat, also craving a bit of coffee to start the day. "Uh hi, could I get a ham and cheddar croissant and a mocha cappuccino." She said to the barista, who looked like she would rather be anywhere but here, before taking out her wallet, "that will be 4 dollars and 65 cents mam." The barista said with a grumpy tone. Kelsie opened her wallet forgetting the key she put in there when it dropped out and made a loud *plink* on the laminate flooring. Kelsie rolled her eyes then picked it up and took out a five dollar note, handing it to the cashier. The cashier gave her back 35 cents and Kelsie put it in the tip jar not liking extra small change in her wallet.

After a few minute wait, Kelsie got her food and cappuccino before sitting down comfortably.

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It wasn't until dawn that Damiaan finally stirred from his cramped position, and even then it took him about an hour to finally be able to move--and to want to move. He winced and stretched out his shoulders and back, cringing at the large amount of popping from his spine. That wasn't normal, was it? It certainly didn't sound normal, but then again, sleeping in an alley wasn't normal either. He shook his head and walked around for a while, looking for a homeless person to feed off of. It didn't take him long to find one, and he couldn't help but drink his fill in the light morning air. He was still careful enough not to kill anyone, however, he wasn't that stupid, nor was he stupid enough to turn anyone.

By the time he had finished with that and cleaned his face off, it was late enough that he could go and get a coffee. He felt much better as he reached the cafe, and he ran his fingers through his hair as he walked in the door. He looked a bit out of place with his dark jeans, as it was early spring and warm. He didn't care, however, and ordered a large extra hot triple shot latte, which earned him a slightly strange look from the barista. When he received his drink, however, he turned around and noticed there wasn't anywhere to sit. The place was full.

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Kelsie was about to take a bite of her croissant when a man coming in the cafe caught her attention, she didn't know why he stopped her from enjoying her food but there was a wierd feeling coming off of him and Kelsie couldn't place it. She watched him order, making the barista give him a confused look, then turn around and frown as he scanned the cafe. Kelsie followed what he was looking at and realized that the whole place was full, no seats were available. She sighed and moved her bag from the spare seat in front of her, if he wanted to sit there then he could, she didnt want to seem like a hog that used a whole seat for just her bag.

Kelsie shook the feeling off of her and continued, or started, her breakfast, taking her phone out midway through her croissant. She wasn't much of a social media girl but her best friend, Sophia, some how convinced her to get Instagram. Now she used that app to either laugh at other peoples fail videos or look at cute cats.

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Damiaan sighed and leaned back against the counter, taking a small sip of his coffee. He had resigned himself to just standing there and watching people when he noticed that a woman had been looking at him, then moved her bag from the chair in front of her. He didn't really want to sit by a complete stranger, but his legs were kind of sore from walking around so much yesterday, so he sighed quietly and walked over to her table, setting down his drink, "Do you mind?"

He noticed that she was looking at her phone as she ate her croissant, and he couldn't help but wonder what she was looking at. Probably just another social media addict...

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Kelsie looked up from her phone and turned it off when she heard someone ask her if she minded. She noticed it was the man from before and the feels in her gut came back but she ignored it and pointed to the seat, "No, go ahead." She finished her croissant and looked down at her still half full cappuccino, not liking to rush herself and risk burning the back of her throat. "Do you go to school here?" She asked. She's never seen him around campus before but after all, this is a pretty big school so it was likely she never noticed him.

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Damiaan raised an eyebrow when she turned off her phone, and he smiled at her slightly when she said he could sit. He did, and turned his attention to the window while he drank some more of his coffee, not wanting to seem weird if he just looked at her. He did look back at her when she questioned him, and he shook his head, "No, I don't." He wasn't sure what else to add to that--he graduated from college almost two hundred years ago--so he just smiled at her and said, "I'm Damiaan."

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Kelsie gave him a questioning look when he said he didn't go to this school, he looked the age to be in school and anyways, why would he be in the school campus cafe if he didn't attend school here. "Uh, I'm Kelsie, nice to meet you." She said, when he told her his name.

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Damiaan noticed her questioning look, and he shrugged, "I just moved here about a month ago, didn't really want to start school yet." He took another drink of his coffee, and smiled at her when she told him her name. Then he glanced back out the window, not sure what to do now.

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