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Werewolf
I walked around the French quater feeling around for any supernaturals. I sensed a being in the bar across the street. I headed over and sat next to him at the bar. He wasn't drunk I could tell that. I looked him over. He was a European werewolf. I entered his mind and looked around. He would make a good First-Mate if he would agree to join me. I noticed an interest in sailing in one corner of his mind and went to investigate it. I withdrew satisfied.
He turned around and looked at me. "Can I help you?" he asked. "Yes you can. Why don't you follow me cutie?" I asked flirtily. I got up and headed for a both in the back. He followed. I sat down and he sat across form me. "Ok vampire, what do you want?" he asked with an edge of menace in his voice as his face lost its innocent look and took on the look of a killer.
"Oh, touchy. Well,I'll get to the point then, I noticed you are intereted in sailing. I'm searching for supernaturals to join an escapade I'm going on. Would you like to join me as my First-mate?" I asked quickly. His features softened.
"Definetly. I need to get out of here anyway. So what is your name?" he asked politely.
"My name is Lamia. Lamia Landry. And yours is?" I asked him.
"Hold up, your Lamia? The whole of the supernatural community around here is talking about you. Everyone still thinks you are in a coma. Do you know what happened to Jean?" He asked genuine curiosity carving his features.
"Unfortunately I have no idea where he is. Why does everone know about me?" I asked confused. "
Krytys. He thought after Jean left you would go nuts, not quiet. He told everyone about you. Most of us thought if Jean had made you, you would be ok and wouldn't destroy New Orleans. But he made sure we would watch out to make sure you didn't try to take over the world or some nonsense." he said laughing.
"Same old Krytys. Well my ship is in the dock its the big pirate one. I'll meet you there tomorow." I said as I got up and left.
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