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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 10:39 pm
Neil shook his head. Now wasn't a good time to feed. He had eaten last night, and even if he hadn't, he still had to make it up to his mistress somehow. But how, indeed, would he accomplish this task? She had put her trust in him and he had let her down in a routine task, one he should have been doing on a regular basis since he had become her consort. He was a failure, in every sense of the word. He vowed that he would not eat until he found a new Host. But who? Neil thought, until he realized. The musician boy seemed like one with the amount of talent and malleability to become a host, and with that thing gone, there was no need to fear another betrayal from an androgynous freak who had fallen in love with a lesser being. Yes. He would confront the boy after his show and offer him a nightly spot, on one condition.
Neil smiled. He reached for the drawers and removed from it a quill and parchment. He was used to coming up with these contracts to trap performers into working exclusively at the opera house. He would simply add one minor detail.
(And to think that my original intention was to make such a nice, civilized vampire. Ah, well.)
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 11:14 pm
(( I haven't forgotten about this RP smile Just stuck... so I will withdraw my character. Since he is new and has to play at the club to really enter... I will save it for later. To many things going on and I do not want to hold anyone back wink if I was... but since I am new I don't think it will affect anyone. Be back soon. and he will make an appearance and play on stage. ))
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 11:17 pm
(My character is in the middle of trying to make your character a host!)
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 6:44 am
Only the insane have strength to prosper...Mahlah carried the young woman into the hospital where she was rather quickly taken in and given a bed. Mahlah sat beside her bed and looked out the window while she was being hooked up to the ivy drips, the nurses had gone to find her bloodtype in their bank. Mahlah was quiet, running its fingers through the semi-conscious Marie's hair, stroking it in multiples of four, she looked so pale. Eventually, when Marie seemed like she was asleep it leaned back in the chair and looked up at the moon. In its hand, Maries charm bracelet was being spun in between its fingers while it gave a distant look into the world that had become a lot more big and threatening. In its mind it just kept counting the links as it spun in an endless circle. What was it going to do now? It needed to think about what it was going to have to do to make sure that not only it survived, but Marie was safe too. Anya would be after it, it would likely have Neil after it as well. Now that it protected a friend from Neil and his primal cravings, his intention wasn't to betray the clan, but it ended up doing so anyway. It hated it when Anya just let Neil do whatever the hell he wanted, he almost killed Marie because of his incompetence at proper hunting. Well, water under the bridge right now, it had to prepare for the much greater storm that was going to be approaching very soon. It recalled a warning from its father, about a group of people whom hunted their kin, but it wasn't sure if they even survived as a group or, if they did, where to find them. There was a fine line that it was teetering on brink of death and protecting Marie. It was... such a long shot that wasn't a foresure thing. Not to mention that they -if they even existed- were able to protect Marie against a Consort... but then again, if its father was scared enough of them to actually go out of his way to warn his most embarassing secret about them... they must be of some threat. It looked down at Marie, it was worth the gamble, but the problem was that it had no idea where it could even find information about such a group... or what they would even call themselves.....only those who prosper can truely judge what is sane. ((I know what you mean, Haru, Mahlah seems to be taking on a life of his own as well. ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 9:36 am
"So, you wanna tell me what happened tonight, or are you just gonna stroke her hair all creepy like some kind of obsessive compulsive?" Gumshoe asked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 11:15 am
Only the insane have strength to prosper...Mahlah was startled slightly as Gumshoe spot, it was so lost in thought that it didn't even hear him come in. When the obsessive compulsive subject was brought up, it pouted sightly. "... I can't help it... I am Obsessive compulsive."
Mahlah turned its gaze out the window again as it thought about what it could tell this man about what happened without ruining the masqurade. "I don't know what other information that I could give you that doesn't sum up the situation." It replied softly. How was it going to actually do this without involving Aunty Anya in any of this, she was still its Origin after all, and it still wanted to protect her as was its vampiric duty. "We were at the 'Vice' Night club, in the office at the back. I was already there talking to Aunty Anya when she and the man whom attacked her came in. She had some sort of business there... but I'm not sure what it was... something about a painting or something, the man who attack -Neil, who is an employee there- was either on drugs or being a d**k for no other reason than for the sake of being one. I said something in an obvious teasing manner and he grabbed me by the throat and started to try and strangle me. That was when Marie stepped in and calmed things down... for a while. When she went to leave, Neil came and through her on the desk and prepare to... take advantage of her. I managed to get her away from him, but not before he bit her. I ran as far and as fast as I could... and thats where you found us. I really... don't know what else to tell you or if I could tell you more." It finished honestly. It was something of an odd feeling, actually taking a stand against Neil, though it was worried about how much Aunty Anya would get involved. Hopefully Neil would have screwed up enough that Anya would just abandon him to his own folly and choices...only those who prosper can truely judge what is sane.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 1:04 pm
"'Take advantage of her' sexually?" Gumshoe asked. He had retrieved a notepad from his coat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 1:17 pm
Only the insane have strength to prosper..."I would assume so." Mahlah lied smoothly, there would be no reason for the police officer to think that it was lying, and he wouldn't likely believe the truth if it had told him anyway. It was safer for all involved if the humans remained ignorant of the terrors that really did stalk them in the night. "Why else would someone toss them on the desk and try to restrain her like that... not to mention I didn't want to find out what was going to happen next, I got Marie out of there before we could find out."
Mahlahs eyes narrowed somewhat, not sure what else it could tell the detective, really. It had bent the truth to protect the masqurade without lying too much about the subject. And, in truth, it wasn't a total lie either, sometimes a great pleasure could be experienced with the Kiss if it was done right, Mahlah had found a way to do it a long time ago, going the extra mile to ensure secrecy was well worth the time and patience of such a skill... Aunty Anya could probably do it, it wouldn't say for sure because it didn't know. It looked over at the Detective. "Do you think there is anything else you'll need to know?"..only those who prosper can truely judge what is sane.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 3:08 pm
Marie was semi-unconcious as she lied in the hospital bed, only somewhat aware of what was being said. She could hear Mahlah and the officer, but their voices sounded far away and echo like in her head. It wasn't untill the nurse came back in with a bag of O+ and hooked it into Marie that she started to feel her energy return with the replenishing iron carrying hemoglobin.
Despite her slow return to awareness, Marie kept her eyes closed, preferring to just listen for now. As the voices started to sound closer and clearer, she caught the end of what they were saying. Mahlah was calling a sexual attack? That alone tipped her off that something was up. What Neil did to her...there was nothing sexual about it. His actions reminded her more of a predator devouring a newly caught prey. Like the lion to the antelope, she felt like mere subtinance. She knew Mahlah knew more about the truth...but why wasn't he telling the officer? What kind of secret was he really trying to keep?
Absently she was aware that Mahlah was playing with her hair from time to time. From what she knew of him, she had a feeling he was counting the strands in multiples of four. She could here a faint jingle close by. Did he still have her bracelet? Outside of the room she could hear footsteps and phones ringing and low chatter. While she continued to pretend that she was sleeping, she began to think again of what they would do now. She was scared to go back to residence but...what about school? She had only a year left, but did she risk Neil finding her, or did she give up on the recognition of a graduate of one of the best art schools in the country. You didn't need a degree to be a great artist she knew, but it certainly helped get your foot in the door. As for Mahlah...what about it? Would it be able to go home now with Neil there, would it be safe? She felt like...she wanted to help it. Maybe...maybe if she contacted Anya...she could help. Marie wasn't too enthusiastic about contacting Anya in case it led Neil to her, but she needed to do something to help the person who had saved her, going against it's own family in the process.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 3:32 pm
"Something doesn't add up here. She said that the perpetrator caused wounds on her neck." He looked down at the girl, moving her hair to get a good look at the mark. "That looks like a bite mark. I can understand biting the neck of a victim, but causing that kind of tissue damage with a human dental set just doesn't make any sense, pal. Either a) you're lyin' to me to cover something up, or b), you don't know either. And I'm pretty sure it's the former."
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:05 pm
Only the insane have strength to prosper...Mahlah closed its eyes for a moment. "What? You've never heard of hematophilia? Its a BSDM kink where the dominant gets off by drinking blood. The guy was a freak, he likely had prostetics on or something. Look, I don't hang out with the guy, and asking me this sort of thing isn't really going to get you anywhere. Why would I be lying to you when my friend, is in the hospital bed, if I was trying to cover up for the guy, hiding a body would be easier to do, and explain away. Marie could tell you how well that guy treated me, I have no reason to try and cover up for him. So... please don't paint me as a bad guy here, I am trying to help, but I don't know what could have caused that either..."
Mahlah should have expected this, but really... it didn't think that it would be accused of out right lying to the Detective. Mahlah opened its eyes again. It would be easier to explain about vampires, but it wouldn't be believed, and it would be one of the things that would come back to bite its a**... much like tonights previous actions to be sure...only those who prosper can truely judge what is sane.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:18 pm
Gumshoe wasn't convinced, but the lack of evidence otherwise kept him silent about the ordeal. "I'm assuming you'll want to press charges."
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:02 pm
Only the insane have strength to prosper..."That's up to her," Mahlah said softly, looking over at the girl who was starting to gain the color back into her cheeks. "Though, I would assume so."
It wondered what she was dreaming about that she looked so worried? It wished that it could do something more for her at this point. Right now though, it felt just as useless to Marie as it did for Anya and the rest of the clan. It looked at the Detective, not picking up Gumshoe's suspicions. It wondered when Marie was going to wake up, or how long she would be in the hospital for. It was starting to be bothered by the smell here. It just smelt... off to it. Continuing that endless counting and spinning of the charm bracelet that it still held in its hand. It loved this thing, it could count, and count without end. It would never run out of multiples of four. What was it going to do about Anya? What if Neil came after them while they were in the hospital. Where were they going to go from here. Ugh. It supposed that worrying about it now was just a waste of time. Once Marie woke up and the Dectective was satisfied and on his way then it would talk to Marie about where to go... though the detective didn't have to leave for that, it supposed. Just as long as Marie was comfortable discussing things with the Detective around...only those who prosper can truely judge what is sane.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 9:14 pm
Checkmate Devil (( I haven't forgotten about this RP smile Just stuck... so I will withdraw my character. Since he is new and has to play at the club to really enter... I will save it for later. To many things going on and I do not want to hold anyone back wink if I was... but since I am new I don't think it will affect anyone. Be back soon. and he will make an appearance and play on stage. ))
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 4:27 pm
"Mahlah's telling the truth." A small voice spoke up from the seemingly unconscious bite victim. Marie's eyes fluttered open, and she slowly moved to sit up slightly. "Mahlah isn't lying about anything. All that happened was that crazed man attacked me, and bit me in the neck. It definitely didn't feel blunt enough for human teeth though. It was sharper...like a fine blade that slices through skin without hardly noticing it. He had to be wearing a prosthetic, like Mahlah says." She wasn't about to let some police man come in and start blaming the person who saved her for lying and hiding the truth. Sure she knew it actually was, but she didn't intend to tell any of this to the detective until she found out for herself what it was. It had to be pretty important for Mahlah to not even tell the detective.
"And yes I'll be pressing charges. You really think I would let someone just get away with something like that?" Maybe the weakness by that point had gone to Marie's head. She went from lathargic, to just agitated now that her energy was starting to return. It had been a trying couple hours.
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