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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 9:30 am
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The dog bounded over, and then he was out of sight. He was gone for a bit from sight, and then from where the dog disappeared, there was a man with long, black hair and deep purple eyes, straightening the clothing he wore that made him look like he was from Dracula's time. His canines were stiffer, but not like a vampire. It was hardly noticeable. He smiled at the girl, and offered his hand regally. "Ma'am, I am pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Ren, with no last name. May I ask you, what your name is, the one who plays the flute?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 9:35 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 9:58 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 11:04 am
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"Do not be shy, it is quite alright. I am in no liking to harm a human." The aura around him was calming, as if one could confide in him for anything. The same sort of aura from the dog, though the dog's was much stronger.
Blake looked at Vladimir, and then closed his eyes, bowing his head lightly. "I suppose I have been found out. My full name is Blake Lasombra, of the Lasombra bloodline. Your prince, and soon to be king, once my senile father meets his grave." With royalty, after an appointed time the king is demanded into a duel with his next of kin to the death. If the king wins, then he has to produce a new heir and is able to reign until his death. If he loses, he loses his life and his heir takes the throne. Kings are also ones to accept duels, so that if they die then the winner gets to rule and their bloodline becomes the primary. Blake's appointed duel was in a few months, and he was confident he would win.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 11:24 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 3:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 7:18 am
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Blake didn't take this offensively. In fact, he didn't even flinch. "Truth be told, only military personnel know what I look like. To the rest of Merthage, until I reclaim the throne, I am a faceless figure, allowing me to roam the streets as I please. So until my day is due, I have freedom over what to do, and we have a few months to think. Do not misunderstand me. Don't just think that I am a friend to cattle just because I looked a doomed one in the eye..." He looked at Anasophia, still in the dress S.V. let her wear, but now it was tattered and torn while she was battered and bruised. "I merely had one flaw of compassion, and don't believe in stopping part way. Besides, I may get something out of this, afterall."
Anasophia realized she was still looking Blake in the eye, and quickly looked down again in humility.
Blake turned his head then to the others. "She is to stay here until I manage to win the throne, in which case I am allowed my own servants into the castle. That is when I will take her with me. Until then... I will visit, but only once in a while, so I do not attract attention to any routine. If I find this human out of any sorts, there will be consequences." He looked at S.V. His harsh words softening just a little. "I leave her in your care," he said, "There are fights and deaths in bars all the time. Do not worry if you must resort to that but my plans for her will not be in vain."
"Might I ask what your name is?" The man asked gently, leading her lightly with the hand she offered. He was trying to get her to safer territory. It would be a shame for a human so seemingly sweet and innocent to fall into the fangs or claws of one of the bloodthirsty creatures here. Especially the vampires.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 8:20 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 12:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 3:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 5:49 pm
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Anasophia looked at Ethan, then at her clothing. She didn't realize how battered she was, and how much she hurt. However, that wasn't in her immediate thought. "Oh, the dress! You're beautiful dress, I am so sorry, S.V. I'll pay for it, I promise."
"Nonsense," Blake said, and put his hand inside his cloak, taking out more than what was necessary for the dress. He handed it to S.V. "I expect you to know what to do with this. The human will work her keep here, it'll give her something to do, anyway. She is to be your slave for loan until I can reclaim her, but be sure she isn't damaged or there will be a price to pay." He then bowed to the crowd, "Thank you for your hospitality." He wasn't sure what the girl rabbit was wanting to say, and he was curious, but he could see that he put the others on edge. No, he didn't believe in their morals, but they now had a common goal; the human Anasophia's safety.
Anasophia noticed he was leaving, and she couldn't help herself. "Wait-" she cried, and Blake immediately halted. However, he didn't turn around. "Ah-... I am eternally grateful, your majesty... I will work my very hardest for you... When I am reclaimed to your property."
Blake stood there for a second, then turned his head just to see her in his peripheral. He nodded once, then continued his exit.
"Nexan." Ren replied with a light smile. "It is odd for a human to be wandering around playing an instrument. You must have just left captivity. By what means I do not know, but you should be careful. To play this flute in an open area as this would be like shouting the recipe out loud to which you would like to be cooked once you are captive. I will help you to a safer place."
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 6:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:44 pm
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