"Julian! Julian Vasile... Wait up," the silver-haired vampiress called out as she darted quickly across the busy street to greet her old mentor and sometimes lover. "I didn't realise you were back," Natasha stated enthusiastically as she greeted Julian warmly, kissing him on the cheeks three times as was the Russian custom.
That evening, Natasha Lockwood had been coming out of a small boutique that specialized in custom and hand-tailored clothing when she noticed a very familiar figure coming out of an establishment across the street. In fact, it had taken her a few seconds to actually realise it was Julian Vasile - especially since the head of the Vasile clan had sort of fallen off the map for a little while - something not that uncommon in vampires or creatures that lived for a very long time.
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That evening, Natasha Lockwood had been coming out of a small boutique that specialized in custom and hand-tailored clothing when she noticed a very familiar figure coming out of an establishment across the street. In fact, it had taken her a few seconds to actually realise it was Julian Vasile - especially since the head of the Vasile clan had sort of fallen off the map for a little while - something not that uncommon in vampires or creatures that lived for a very long time.
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