Your Friendly Neighborhood Royalty (open)

[Mina Van Estra]

It was just after dusk and Mina was itching to get out, she'd spent the day inside the castle, bossing others around and daring others to argue with her, and had grown bored to it. Being a vampire was this awfully lonely thing that she had to come to live with, but not without a fight. She found simple ways to keep herself busy during the day to day things, and she was busy again tonight. By busy she mainly kept herself full of useless things, objects like her jewels, or men that come and go, sort of like Kleenex in her life, use once, throw away. That's how it always went.

For most it would seem reasonable that a vampire wouldn't quite believe in love, that isn't it for her though. She's never felt anything for someone other then lust, so love was this fancy little term people liked to coin off in order to get some satisfaction, but she was always forward in her beliefs. Should the time ever come that she was to be married she would do it for her it would be her duty, not her choice. Mina headed down to the bar after she'd thought more on the subject, she wanted to get as far away from royalty as she could. And that meant being surrounded by run of the mill folks.

[Jonathan Van Estra]

Conversations kind of sucked when you're royalty, Jon had discovered when he strolled out from the castle as soon as darkness had fallen and came upon a group of vampires. There were four of them, three males and a female, and he wandered over to them, intent on a good conversation and possibly a drink or two. It didn't seem too much to ask.

Of course, he'd forgotten that he wasn't just a normal citizen. As soon as it'd been made clear he was walking over to the group, they bowed, faces parallel to the ground, and greeted him with a murmered "Good evening, Prince Jonathan. What can we do for you tonight?" It was obvious that the forced politeness was the only type of conversation he was bound to get, so he simply waved and continued on. Maybe at the pub, he'd find some of his kind drunk enough to not be fussed about his royal status.

When he pushed open the door to the pub, he scanned the room quickly, his gaze coming to rest on his twin sister, Mina. And without a thought as to whether or not she'd actually enjoy his company, he strolled over to her, sinking into a bar stool and signaling for something, anything alcoholic, before turning to the girl. "Hey." he said simply, a grin sliding across his features, clearly welcoming the company. "Any reason for being in the pub tonight, or did you simply run out of slaves to torture?"

Jonathan Van Estra, always the joker.

[Mina Van Estra]

It was often striking to realize the difference in the twins. Though physical they looked as much alike a boy and girl could, but that was only skin deep. While Mina often flaunted herself around and had a hasty temper, Jonathan was more realized and a joker. It somehow balanced out for the most part, Mina often would become annoyed with him, but the argument was dropped as soon as it started on most occasions.

While looking among the crowd in the bar she wondered why anyone would choose to spend their time there, but maybe they all had their own reasons to. Ew, did that make her common? “Your strongest drink, then double it.” Mina told them man behind the bar. He obliged, sending her a drink that smelled almost toxic, she took it apprehensively before taking a sip. It was worse then it smelled. Did no one know how to mix a drink these days?

Jonathan took a seat beside her, she rolled her eyes. “Neither, I'm bored, it happens you know.” she said. Mina grinned slightly over to her brother. “And what brings you out of your dungeon? Scared you'd be missing all the fun out here with me?” she said, “Since your the alcoholic in this family,” she teased, “What can I get to drink here that won't make me wish I didn't have such strong senses.”