Van Helsing (Cont.)

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"Just forget about it." Hannah murmured.

'Spur of the moment'? Jouh laughed. Yes, it is hard to tell what' you're going to do.

 

"Oh, don't lie to yourself, dear," Van Helsing sighed. "I guess I'll just have to wait until you can't stand it anymore."

 

"Alright," Edward sighed, sitting back away from her. "Whatever makes you feel better."

 

And that's why everyone loves me! Lestat chuckled.

 

OOC: WOAH! we can start over at trying to get the just plain old hundred's posts now. arg. i g2g for now. i'll cya guys later this evenings.

BIC: "Too bad I have a lot of self control, huh?" Jinx smirked. "But dont' worry, I remember our deal. You won't have to wait decades or centuries."

 

"Sorry," Hannah apologized. "I get grumpy when I don't feel well."

John sighed. You're ego could fill all of Transylvania.

 

OOC: i hate you too... lol *sniff* five seconds later... okay im over it :D

"That's very comforting," Van Helsing smiled.

 

"It's alright," Edward replied a moment later. "I've got some anger issues as well... but only at certain times."

 

Oh, not just Transylvania, Lestat corrected. The whole world, trust me.

 

OOC: POST #10!!!!!!!! =D

BIC: Hannah looked back at her hands in her lap. "Your reason is more justified than mine."

John nodded in agreement. It's a wonder how you get any girls with that ego.

 

"Either way," Edward said. "I don't mind if you don't feel well, even if you take it out on me sometimes... there are worse things you could do."

 

Lestat winked at John. Of the hundreds of years I've lived, I've been with thousands of mortal women... and men, trust me. There's only been one that's ever made me happy... or, at least as close to happy as I could ever get.

 

"Will do." Hannah corrected quietly.

She's dead? John asked.

"My lord," Aleera purred as she approached Dracula. "Something has happened to Hannah...."

 

"I'll help you," Edward replied quickly. "Whatever I can do, I will, trust me. We'll think of something."

 

Well, she's be 'undead' for over five thousand years... and she's still that way to this day, Lestat explained.

 

Hannah squeezed her eyes shut. "No, Edward." She pursed her lips. "I... I don't know what I'll be like... I don't want to hurt you...."

Then why aren't you with her? John asked.

 

"Is it something I should be concerned about?" Dracula hissed, turning to face his one remaining bride. "Did she sleep with that werewolf or something?"

 

"Oh, please don't start," Edward said, trying to smile. "I'll talk to Lestat. He'll know someting to do."

 

That's a conversation for another time, Lestat said politely. Not something I'd like to talk about at the moment... later, though, I'm sure I can.

 

OOC: POST #20!! =D

BIC: "Lestat?" Hannah opened her eyes and looked at Edward. "Lestat? Why does it always come back to him?"

That's fine. John replied. There are more pressing issues.

"No, My Lord," Aleera cringed and took a step back. "She's bitten a werewolf."