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At last the decrepit elder creature stormed off. Ah, the kiss had worked. Relieved, the Vampire Queen turned to her handmaiden, who looked like she was about to burst into a fit of laughter. The two of them giggled behind their fans, passing between them very quiet words no one else could hear. However, as another creature approached, Avalai turned her head, looking as regal as ever in the gown she had arrived in. 

"My my, and here I had thought all in this hotel had lost their manners." She smiled, extending a hand to be kissed by the creature that had approached her. She couldn't seem to place the scent of what he was. "I am Queen, Countess and Duchess of all things Vampire. Avalai Ambre Merigue. What ills your mind my humble servant?"

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"Ah...?" Her head turned to the bartender, struck with disbelief at his sudden outcry. 

There was a deadly silence filling the bar.

Then one by one her Thralls began to stand up and swarm around the bar, some leaping over the counter. All the while the Queen merely pouted, fanning herself. "So cruel, Snazzy. I think you've clearly [i]lost your head[/i]." All the Thralls moved to pick up the embodiment of death, the bodies swarming the would be bartender. Some would go to hold his body, the other half his head and try to pull the two things apart. All of this hidden from the view of the bar patrons. She swiveled her hair back to the angel. "You were saying?"