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Luna woke up, near the afternoon, since she was one who would stay up late and sleep all day. She rubs her eyes and put a blanket around her purple nightgound. She slowly goes down the stairs, and into the kitchen,her hair was a mess, and started to tense up. She takes a deep breath. Its ok..they won't kill you..even though they are pure and you aren't. Luna goes into the library, and flinches, seeing her 'father' and 'brother' in their. She grabs her coffee and sits on the couch across the room from them. She takes a sip, remaining silent.

"Morning Grey. I'm afraid we had a tie again last night..." Gordon said to his aide, "I warmed up some bread in the oven for breakfast before I go back to the lab. Would you like some? It's sourdough..."

Adrian smiled, "1800's eh? had you looked back a few to the 1300's, you'd learn something about Ulric von Himmel, or as he was known back then, the Dark Watcher... Luna, if you wish to read, please do. we have much that hasn't been seen for quite some time."

The skies were dark. Stormy, maybe, but definitely dark. Thunder could be heard, but no lightning illuminated the night air.

It was humid. Damp, the kind of air that made your sweat-soaked clothing freeze you until you obtained the common sense to seek interior shelter or die. Depending on the location, some people died.

Magic was a treacherous thing. You can use it, for good or for naught, but someone else could always use it to end you. We all use the same magic. Well, those of us who can.

Knowledge. Was there ever such a hypocritical thing? Knowledge is described as how much information we've obtained. However, it only really shows how much we don't know, which is, frankly, most everything.

Nicholas Fortune. Protector, exorcist, demon-bane. Killer, mercenary, assassin. Schizophrenic? Maybe, but he'd never tell.

((I've only realized that this little piece of writing cannot continue unless I have one important question answered. Do the events of this rp take place in modern times, or in the 1900's, or possibly even before? It affects what type of equipment is available to my character.))

Luna eyes widen, when they noticed her. I was completely silent...how could they hear me? Is that part of a pure vampire's power? She wondered then replies, "Good Morning to you both." She takes another sip of her coffee, since it was still warm, and continuously refreshed her. "And no thanks. I just came to relax. Thats all..." She adds. She wraps her blanket tighter around her, since she still felt uncomfortable living with the Bachel's, even though she has been with them for atleast two years. She began to shiver, but her skin was already cold, but didn't kow why.

Luna stood up, and grabbed a book, it was called, Dracula. Luna sighs. Vampires...what about halfies? Luna then hears their conversation and asks, "Who are you talking about?" Who was this Ulric??

"Ulric, my dear. He's a necromancer who lives in the tower on the hill." Adrian replied calmly. "If you look down the north path of the town at night, you'll see him and Dr. Gordon having a war..."

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"I heard the children's entertainer recently got a new apprentice... Pity. It seems the backwards bumpkins in the village don't care for progress..." Dr. Gordon bit into his bread, then looked at it, "this needs butter...""

Did he now? Grey scoffs dryly. Well simple people do tend to avoid what they can't understand. Those superstitous villagers only belief seems to be in magic.