Le Jeu de rôles

"Yes, but I wasn't a revenge crazed barber. I'd also left London by that time. Though I returned not long after. There were whispers on the streets about men who would walk into his shop and never come out." Cedric replied. "It was all rather creepy. Even for a vampire."

((Okay now I go to bed!))

Azrael smirked.

((Uhhhh.....writersblock))

((To london! ))


Azrael came off the plane, "That was a rather long flight." Azrael said, sighing. Azrael looked back for Cedric and Masen.

Cedric was right behind Azrael. "It usually is. We could have run across the ocean, but I don't think that would have been good for the baby." He said with a slight chuckle.

Azrael shrugged, "Eh.. we couldv'e helped."

"All the cold air wouldn't be good for him." Cedric replied handing Masen to her.

Azrael shrugged, she walked off towards the door, holding Cedric's sleeve.

Cedric sighed. "It's probably a good thing I didn't bring much in the way of baggage." He said. "They probably wouldn't have let us on the plane." He remarked as they headed to the baggage claim.

Azrael giggled.

When they arrived at the baggage claim Cedric picked up Azrael's multitude of bags and loaded them onto a luggage cart with Masen's single bag and his own bag. He pushed the cart out of the Heathrow airport and hailed a cab. "So where do you want to stay tonight?"

"Anywhere." Azrael replied, "5 star hotel preferably."

"Of course." Cedric said with a chuckle as the cab pulled up. He allowed the cab driver to load all of their luggage into the car and opened the door for Azrael to get in.

Azrael heard Masen beggining to cry. she got a bottle and began to feed him after she sat down into the car.

Cedric climbed in after her and pulled out his blackberry. He sighed as he searched for a hotel to go to. "How about this one?" He asked pointing at one of the hotels.

Azrael smiled, then nodded, "Okay. It's right by the beach too." Azrael said with a pretty good fake british accent that she picked up from Cedric over the years.

((Lol I could see Azrael doing that
Cedric: Bloody Hell!
Azrael: Bloody Hell!
Cedric: What are you doing?
Azrael: What are you doing?

XD((

"Not too bad. How is it you managed to perfect your British accent?" Cedric asked.

"Well I've lived with accent boy for about 60 years now." Azrael replied.
The taxi cave her a wierd look through the mirror.

"Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration, my dear Azrael?" Cedric asked.

Azrael giggled, "Of course." she stated.

The taxi driver looked a little relieved.

Cedric chuckled and looked at the taxi driver then back at Azrael. "How is Masen doing?"

"sleeping.. finally." Azrael chuckled.

"It was a rough flight on him." Cedric said. "He's only a month old."

Melaina walked to Allison's door and knocked. "Allison?" She called. "Dinner's ready."

Azrael nodded.



Allison sighed, "Not hungry."