Urban Lore: The New Journey

Bob: S'wrong with you two, then?

Khaox:Mahbe someting es rung wit him, but me? I haff no interest in sawch tings. I haff better tings to do ten worry over pretty girls.

Nick:I get a really bad feeling when she's near. Unlike Camilla.

Khaox:Dah, Bictoria is alright, she jus seems...concheated, das ol. Ass loag ass you do not piz her oaf, she is a fine layday.

Nick:Dude I have no idea what you are saying half the time,

Khaox:Ten you shoult get your ears checked. ^ ^ My speakings es jus find.

Camille: I'm Camille, not Camilla! Idiot!

Nick:Sorry.

Eleanor: We've been living on the same floor for how long? Several months? And you don't know her name?

Nick:Well I get nervous around her.

Khaox:Woi? Shez jussa girleh. Nothin' sucrreh 'bout her.

Nick:Actually I just forgot. Sorry Camille.

Camille: Whatever. Sheesh. If only I could summon something cool like a ten-foot dragon or something. Or if my current dragon can stop being a perv and grow ten feet tall.

Ben: You can summon a dragon with ten feet?

Nick:No, She means it's ten feet tall.

Camille: No....Well I'll show you. *a hite spell circle appears under her* Maximus!
A flash appears and the silhouette of a dragon appears behind her and fades into view becoming a dragon just a might taller than her with cow print scales and a cowbell collar around its neck.
Maximus: Hellooooo sexy lady! ^ ^ *goes to grabs Camille and is side kicked in the face* Ow!
Camille: I told you not to grab me you freakin' pervert!

Ben: oh shite! *falls over backwards out of surprise*
Bob: HEY! Get that lizard outta here!

Eleanor: Don't you think it's time to find a new summon to replace him, Camille? Reminds me too much of that pervy uncle of your's. >.>

OOC: We're going with the pervy uncle idea?.?

Camille: Well he was the one who gave this idiot to me.

ooc: wasn't it in Camille's bio?

Eleanor: That explains it. >.>

Camille: Yeah. But like it or not, he's my strongest summon I got so far.

Eleanor: Then find a new summon to replace it, it's power's not worth having something so disgustingly perverted.

~that night, Horny Toad~
Ben comes in nervously and sees that the club is empty, except for Victoria sitting at the center table, wearing a tight, crimson sleeveless dress cut all the way down to her belly button.
Victoria: Oh, you didn't dress up? I'm hurt. *gestures to the open seat*
Ben: ...where's my sister?
Victoria: Straight to business? Tsk tsk. All work and no..play..makes Ben a dull boy.
after a dinner filled with awkward conversation and even more awkward hittings-on by Victoria, they're sharing some brandy.
Ben: I really shouldn't be drinking this..I-I'm not even 18.
Victoria: Peh, rules mean nothing down here. *smiles devilishly*
Ben: So where are they keeping my sister?
Victoria: *sighs, and looks down at her drink* Industrial District, Warehouse 27. 18th street. It's heavily guarded, though. You'll never get in. Why don't you just stay here and we'll...*reaches over to lay a few fingers on Ben's chest* see what happens.
Ben: GAH! *gets up, and stumbles over his chair* I gotta go thanks! *sprints out the door*
Victoria: *sighs, then smiles as she watches him run out*

Khaox:*runs with him* Oi vey! You run kinda fas, eh? Wur ya headin' at such a pace? And yeah, I came 'round here ta see how yer date went after a brisk walk through town, in case you wondered how I found ya so quick-like.