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 Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:51 pm
She was still staring into Gabriel's eyes, but more than saw it, she felt his fear as he seemed to be assessing something she herself could not name.
Another low growl came up and out her throat involuntarily as she stood there, maddened at a tainted here, threatening her very being. The previous evening had been enough of a fight for her own will as it was.
She felt the grip Gabriel had on her arm becoming tighter and saw his fangs slowly elongate as he spoke the nearly inaudible words. She looked at his hand, then back to Gabriel's eyes. Both of their natures were being revealed and coming to the forefront, and it wouldn't be long before humans in the club would notice. What vampires were was a physical entity of power, and that power rode off of them in droves...the more powerful they were, the more they would need to conceal their power and true selves if they ever wanted to be in public and be unnoticed.
The main part of being a Death Dealer, and Sanguinarian vampire at that, was that she needed to be excellent at masking herself...to let the animal inside her be invisible until the time of the kill....
If this tainted did not leave Las Noches of his own free will, it was Rogue's responsibility to lure him out.
She nodded her head to the right, signaling Gabriel to the nearest exit under the stairs. She put a hand on his gripping her arm, and removed his fingers gently. She then moved at vampiric speed to that door, and outside into the night, heading to the nearest church, knowing Gabriel would follow.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 9:53 pm
When Rogue disappeared out of the front door Gabriel turned to face this creature. His gaze was cold and hard, it was everything in his being to not fight this thing. That was the blood, the memory of hellfire burning his soul not just his flesh was more convincing however and he took a step back. Reaching into his coat he pulled out a rosary and disappeared through the same door. The past was coming back full force and it appeared that in his nights in New York he would have to face his demons. Somewhere in the back of his mind he could not help but think that not only did his Father task him with protecting her but perhaps there was another test involved. He could only hope that if he needed it that he truly acted like a Father and would come...
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:26 pm
Shinigami watched Rogue as she bolted out the back entrance. And as Gabriel stood up, and the two of them made eye contact, Shinigami's pupils shrank and his eyes widened in excitement, and his desires of bloodshed, and death were clear in his face. As gabriel took out a rosary, Shinigami bursted out with evil, dark, and inhuman toned laughter, and his form was engulfed in darkness, which dissipated until there was nothing in the seat where Shinigami had been seated.
(Exit)
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 7:43 pm
Rizu climbed out of his seat, the moon was faltering behind the clouds and giving way to the orange glow of sunlight. Day break was soon approaching and he was sure that being inside of a vampire haven during the day time would not be a very welcome idea. Rizu got up and bowed to his momentary female companions, "It would seem time has escaped us, for now I bid you both fairwell. We shall have words on another night." He said turning his back to them, showing no signs of weakness or fear, standing tall as the mighty wolf that he was before exiting the building in an orderly fashion.
Though Rizu was not a leech and had no qualms with day light he did not make a habit of strolling through the city during the day, too much light, too much attention, and worse of all entirely too boring. But he was left in a difficult situation, due to his recent ventures of the night he had forgot to feed. Though he was not feeling the hunger now he knew that when it came, it would come down hard. Before he closed his eyes for the day he would need to hunt. Rizu raised his nose to the air and took a short wiff before heading off towards his prey.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 7:48 pm
Rogue walked down a small set of stairs in the alleyway of Las Noches. Open the door...She whispered into the mind of Julian, one of her security. As the door opened she smiled at him and nodded.
Yes, the truce is broken. Don't speak anything aloud until you know you're alone.
She walked past him and up into a dark room. She then went another 2 flights of stairs and entered a door to a hidden part of her office. An...office within an office. She then walked into the main part of her...private office/room that overlooked the club through a one way looking mirrored window. She could see out and they could not see in.
She stood next to the window looking down and lit a cigarette. What are we going to do.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 3:04 am
A hooded figure presented himself at the door of the Nightclub, the bouncer barred his path, 'Sorry mate, private function, you'll have to go elsewhere.'
The man looked at the bouncer, 'I need to speak with Rogue on a most urgent matter, she will want to hear this.'
The bouncer sniffed, 'Who? Never heard of her.'
The hooded man chuckled, 'Funny, because you just spoke to her no less that two minutes ago.'
The bouncer swore, 'Okay smart a**, but you still ain't seeing her!'
'Sorry my good man, but I have little time for your boorish games.' and with lightening speed the hooded man kicked the bouncer through the doors of the club
The figure made his way up to Rogue's office and took a seat, 'Rogue, I know you are in here somewhere, I saw you come in. I need to talk with you about my master.' He said as he removed his hood. 'My name is Alfred Hibbsworth, and I am...was Lord Reginald Kensington's manservant. That was until all this madness began.'
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 9:36 am
Appearing across the street from Las Noches, she witnessed a hooded figure send the bouncer flying through the front doors. She rushed to the bouncer's side to help him to his feet before she rushed up the stairs. Pausing before reaching Rogue's office door, she caught the end of Alfred's speech. Alexz wondered if he had been sent here by Kensington or if he had come of his own accord. Considering the forceful entrance he made, she would have assumed the former. But considering his attitude, the latter was more plausible. Either way, she didn't trust him.
"Well he seems awfully calm for someone who just assaulted the bouncer." she sent to Rogue.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 2:09 pm
Hibbsworth turned to face the sound of someone coming up the stairs to Rogue's office.
'Ah, Mistress Greene! My apologies for the method of my entrance to this establishment, I will of course pay for the damages; but I must inform you and Mistress D'Ancanto of a most distressing development involving my master. He...he is not himself. Indeed he has not been himself for many months.'
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 4:08 pm
She turned and looked at the intruder who had just entered her office. She saw that he drew no weapon and let him continue to speak. She took a long drag as he spoke and she heard Alexz's words in her mind.
"He seems to have bitten the bone right off the spoon."
She heard Alexz making her way upstairs.
"And when did you first notice him acting amiss, ...Freddy?"
She took another long drag. He had to have been sent by Kensington. I don't see why his...assistant as it were, would come here at all. Why speak to me. There is no need.
She spoke her thoughts into Alexz's mind as she patiently listened to Alfred with little to no emotional reaction on her face.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 7:54 pm
Being that Alfred was aware of her presence, it made no sense for her to stay in the hallway.She stepped into the room and off to the side of the doorway to lean against the wall. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as Rogue called him "Freddy" for a moment before she settled her expression to a calm and blank one.
"I wonder what sort of message he's sent with Alfred...no doubt some form of fanaticism."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 8:29 pm
Fanatics. Fantastic.
Fanatics were just what they needed. Ones who almost always exposed the races were not even the races themselves in their monstery charm. Most of the time, hunters...the ones obsessed with the obliteration of anything other than human in the name of humanity...who also saw fit to kill everything else under the sun in terms of...well...destroy the planet.
Hunters who were overeager to kill anything that moved really...seemed more the animal than any of the races. Rogue smirked slightly...the thought of her calling anyone else an animal...they all were in their own way...even the damn humans.
She took a drag on her cigarette and tossed a case of cigarettes at Alexz, nonchalantly.
Rogue's eyes narrowed slightly as she was in thought.
You know...none of us have been acting ourselves the past several months...it could completely be events that are...not connected, but...I don't know...I'm not sure, Alexz. I know you can sense my uneasiness in my own skin tonight, barely being able to control myself...to keep the Sanguinarian under any sort of lock and key.
It has been this way for months. I don't know how you've been feeling...or acting for that matter...it all feels amiss like there is a witch or ...someone pulling the strings...
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 4:18 am
Alfred frowned, 'It's Alfred if you would be so kind, not Freddy. But I digress. My master was recalled back to our sceptred Isle several months ago without warning. It transpired that the Lycans had hatched a plot to overthrow the Coven. They were very well organised and almost succeeded; that is, of course, had it not been for the Founder and his little army. They appeared when we were considering retreating from Britain all together and letting the damn Lyccans have the place. The Founder said he would help, on the condition that he could deal with the situation as he saw fit. What choice did we have? We were on our knees! We said yes.' Alfred shook his head in disgust.
'The Founder pushed back the Lycans to where the boundaries had existed during the truce. We were ecstatic. But he didn't stop there, he pushed further and further; going into Lycan territory. The council told him to stop, that enough had been done to teach the Lycans a lesson. But he would not relent, the Founder subverted many of the council members to his cause, some through blackmail, others by simple persuasion. Kensington knew something was amiss, he was one of the council who fought hard for the truce to be re-instated. He went to confront the Founder and force him to stop, but he had his suspicions, so as a precaution he sent me away, back to New York in case he was turned. I was left a dossier to read in the event that Kensington could not end the violence.
My master failed and was persuaded to join with the Founder and they...they killed all the other council members that had refused to sanction the Founders extermination of the Lycans. Finally they systematically killed every Lycan man woman and child in Britain. Not a single one remains!'
Hibbsworth looked to Rogue.
'The Founder is an incredibly strong Psychic, stronger that Kensington, stronger maybe that even you or Mistress Greene. He is forcing many, my master included, to follow his ideals through psychic manipulation and control!
I've been on the run since Lord Kensington sent me away, for once he was turned he told the Founder of what he had done.'
He paused for a moment before continuing, 'The thing that is most worrying is that I believe that the Founder won't stop at just the Lycans, I thing he is hell bent on ruling the vampire race, maybe even further than that!
You mustn't hate my master, he is not in control of himself any more. There, they can kill me now, it doesn't matter. I have delivered my message to the only people who stand a chance of stopping this madness.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:12 pm
Catching the case without looking away from Alfred, she removed a cigarette and sent the case gently floating back. Placing the cigarette between her lips and lighting it, she took a long slow drag and blew out a steady stream of smoke.
"It's not just you, I've been feeling the same way...it feels like...I don't know , the seams of my mind are loosened? I can't control it the way I used to, much like you can't control your blood lust," if they had been speaking aloud, she would have sighed, but she took a drag instead, "Is that possible? Can that be happening without us being aware of it or being able to stop it?"
As Alfred explained the events that preceeded tonight's, she frowned. How could Kensington fall prey to the Founder when he himself was a psychic and presumably capable of sensing the intentions of others? It hurt to see someone she cared about taken advantage of. It also worried her; could she be as susceptible to the Founder? How powerful was he?
Alexz shook her head in disgust, "Sounds an awful lot like Hitler."
"This is our territory, we can't let this lunatic invade and undermine us."
"Does this Founder know you came to us? Were you followed?" she asked Alfred.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:31 pm
Hibbsworth shook his head, 'No milady, I made sure I was not followed. Kensington cannot find me either, for I am a Psychic blank. I have no 'aura' so to speak. Not even you can read my mind. One of the reasons Kensington had me on his staff. One never knows when someone who is immune to psychic manipulation may come in handy.'
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 7:56 pm
Rogue took a long drag and as the words sunk in, she had a feeling that Alfred was not lying.
On one side of things, someone, if not the Founder, is messing with our control. Knowing your control is swaying eases my mind that I'm not completely losing mine....
A smile crept onto Rogue's face and she glanced at Alexz connecting eyes.
On the other side of things...I don't completely think he's lying. I may be a fool, but why would he let us know anything about this Founder if he was simply going to overtake us? And any psychic as strong or stronger than you, Alexz really...stirs my nerves...
"So what...exactly are you proposing we do about this problem, Alfred?
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