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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:01 pm
Without seeing anyone to talk too, Alex decided to try back another time and left for his home in the village.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 10:30 pm
Lord Gemini Vicente nodded to the Lilthire and pulled open a file cabinet in his desk and took out a file reading it over."Yes I remember that family, row five section three, stand by for a moment"Vicente pressed a button and in a few seconds an old book came out from a tube he put it on the desk and spoke very calm and collected."Do you need anything else madam?" she blinked and shook her head as she picked up the book. she murmerd alowed distractedly. " so.. this can help me..." she smiled and did a polite bow to Vicente. " thank you.. may i read this here?" she looked around and smiled sheepishly. " it wouldnt be safe anywhere else.."
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 10:50 pm
Vicente nodded and spoke, not paying full attention to her mostly because she wasn't a vampire or particularely useful at the time."What is your name girl? You can read it here but do not leave with it, I have a collection and that book can not be found anymore, I took it from a clansmen before the clan was disbanded. Read it down stairs if you would like but do not speak with any of the soldiers, many still remember the wars and do not trust Lycans of any sort."Vicente poured himself another glass of scotch and pulled out a different file and began to look it over.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:23 pm
((Fate could you finish the rp with me by the end of tomorrow because I will be gone and I need to make it so Vicente won't be missed. I know you are online so could you post?))
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:47 pm
((sure.))
she sighed irritatedly. " im Not a lycan. im lilthire damn it. i may not be your kind of vampire, but i still have your kind of control on my blood thirst." she just shook her head, slightly shocked at her outburst. she didnt usualy act like that to other vampires. well, learn new things every day i gues. she bowed again to be polite then left down the stairs and finding a quiet place to read her family's history.
she sat infront of a fireplace, not minding that there was no fire. she read her familys history for a bit, remembering names as she read them. she came to one and she bit her lip, drawing blood when her fangs made contact. she read aloud, wanting to cry and curse at the same time. 'Nathanual and his sister were last to be found in the search for the main family, the youngest daughters body came up missing while they serched for the rest of the familys servants. all bodys were reported to have severe rope burns.. and the youngest boy Nathanual was found alive. he kept saying " they wont find it. its long gone by now.." he died later..... and the girls body was beleaved to have been burried by the surviving staff.' "others had survived... why didnt i find them..." she stared at the book, lost in her thoughts.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:56 pm
Vicente stood from his desk and instructed several guards to take make sure she didn't steal the book as he prepared to hibernate. He walked down the steps to the main floor and spoke rather curt and offended."You share more blood with Lycans and their filth then you do with us, as far as anyone here is concerned you are one of them. Unless you would rather join the civilized side of yourself. But when you are here you are family and the staff of this house hold will attend to you, but if you intend to bring Lycans here do not expect a warm welcome, as I said there are many here who still would kill them on sight, I tell you for your own protection. When you see Edward next, tell him I have gone to hibernate, the years are taking their toll upon my body and I require a refreshment."Vicente walked through a wall as if it wasn't there but when a guard touched it, the wall was solid. On the other side was a large chamber with four devices that held people in them and a coffin in the center of the room. Vicente climbed into the coffin and the blood from the people began to transfer into the coffin that closed as he got inside. It was as if they were simply blood bags and he was stealing their life force.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 11:57 pm
((Thanks, and if anyone does wish to join the clan while it is still here feel free, but Vicente will not be around and nor will I so just puppet Parsons the butler.))
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 12:07 am
((k)) she heard him and hissed, muttering. " join the civilized side. yes, of course master. ug.. why do i get stuck asking all the arogant guys for help..." she snaped the book closed and started paseing, wishing for Asmadis's company. " i dont even know any wolves beside a demon. how does that make me a damned flea bag." she continued her angerd rant, wanting to stab somthing at the mans nerve. " call me an animal, im no more animal than he is. for the love of the mother Bast.. he called me a wolf.." she spat the word, truely offended. catching rein on her temper she spun on her heal and sat back on the couch. still angerly muttering. " jerk. i was riased a fine young vampire lady.." she paused. she was.. raised as a lady. her anger forgoten at the moment she fliped the book open and read threw the paragraph. " i.. was raised a lady.. even if of a smaller family... " she blinked. the way she had had to survive.. was not lady like. but she knew the infromation was right. rememberd it even. "oh..." she murmerd, staring at the book in shock.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 7:59 pm
((One last thing so I can set the stage for my next character, a Lycan of course.))
Two guards sat in the main room sipping blood wine and talking about random things in the old country and talking about the wars. Eventually they came upon the subject of Sergei and things became slightly more interesting.
"You hear, Sergei has gone back to the old country. We sent people after him but all we got back was a collection of hearts."The first vampire seemed to be very serious and the second turned even paler were that possible.
"You mean he's still alive! My god, I thought Vicente killed Issac Von Kraus five hundred years ago. But why would he choose to show himself now?"The first vampire seemed to know exactly why, and the badge on his arm was why, he was the head of intelligence.
"I wondered that too until I asked Vicente for Lord Latvarious' journal. As it turns out when he turned traitor and started his own family, he was out one night and found Issac badly wounded and healed him to perfect health. So not only is he a traitor but he's a blood traitor, you don't help a Lycan that's as good as blasphemy. Well needless to say Issac owed him a life debt from then on and so now he is working for Sergei. We are going to have to work fast, nothing stops that Lycan, lord knows how Vicente managed to nearly kill him."The second vampire nodded and left and the first vampire stayed seated sipping his blood wine.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:11 pm
"i look like a priss." she said, looking at the dress the maids had helped her put on. it was lovely, but not her style. she raised an eyebrow at her reflection and sighed as one of the maids, and older lady, scruntched her nose up and said. " well, we think you look lovely. so you will just nod and wear it like a good little miss."
Fate sighed again, but let them finish what they were doing. her normal clothes were not in to good of shape and the moment the older maid saw her she had been doomed. her hair was up neatly, and the dress was a dark blue. she did look like a priss, and it both irritated her and gave her awe. "i dont wear these kind of clothes though.. the dress is beautiful.. what if i ruin it?"
the maid paused and looked up at her, smileing and giveing her a wink. "we'll make sure you dont mess it to badly, it will give us something to do. and make sure you dont look like a heathen." Fate shut her mouth and let them finish. that had ended the argument.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 1:54 am
she waited for the Maids to go else where, they seemed all to happy to stay and talk with her. finaly she complained a need for sleep and the Maids lead her to a room upstairs, telling her to stay as long as she wanted.
she pulled the dress off and layed it out on the bed, running a hand over the blue matirial she sighed. she liked it here.. the maids were kind to her, and even a few of the guards had noded to her. but she had things to do.. and so many things to find out. she had asked the Maid's to return the book to the Lord, she didnt trust herself around him. he seemed to have a way of setting off her temper. shruging she pulled on her now washed traveling clothes and clean swords then left the room, walking quietly down the hall and out the door. she had left a note, telling the old Maid Vicky she would be back to visit her soon.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 2:00 am
at some point he had had to pick her up and carry her. she was a damned heathen when she wanted to be, she already scratched his cheek. "Fate, stop struggleing." he said calmly, carrying her past the Butlar who held the door open with a barly hidden grin. at least someone was enjoying this. he thought darkly as he went up the stairs, fallowing her sent to the room she had been given. he opend the door and carried her in, droping her on the bed before he turned and closed the door behind him. he had pulled the gown from under her and left it on the chair, at least she had something dry to change into.
The door opend outward, so he leaned against it looking bored and messing with a small chain.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 2:09 am
Fate blinked, then was on her feet in an instint. she ignored her pain and tried to kick the door, finding something blocking it on the other side. she walked backwards a bit, then ran full out at the door. she hit it with her shoulder, her mussels crying out in pain as she tried again. finaly she leaned against the door and said angerly. "why did you bring me here anyway? they dont give a damn if im here or not. matter of fact, they probibly want me gone. so ill be out of here in no time anyway." she wasnt so sure about that, the maid Vicky seemed to like her.. what if she insisted she stayed? her uncertanty must have been in her voice because she heard a guys lagh from the other side of the door. irritatedly she slamed her hand on the door. " What is so funny about this you damn Tradorin?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 2:21 am
he didnt flinch once as he heard her hitting the door. he messed with the chain for a bit longer, then noded and waved to a gaurd. the man had been passing just in time to hear Fate's rant and he laghed. "hell cat in there. id hate to be the one who lets her out." Arian shruged and shared the lagh. he knew the gaurds here, and most of them understood why he acted the way he did. they knew about his wolf, and some even aproved. he answerd Fate as the gaurd left, starting to enjoy himself. " i brought you here, because the only vampire i know that could put you in place is here. you are a lady vampire, born into a good family. stop acting like a heathen and get some manners." he hadnt actualy thought the Vampire lord here could tame this hell cat, but his Maid Vicky sure as hell could. she would have this fire spiter calm in no time, and Fate would be safely here in this mansion where a pure bred vampire lady would be secure. he had seen the birth mark on her back. he knew who she was. as a Tradorin, or keeper of the line's, he was bound by his honor to make sure all pure born vampires were safe. he smirked. even if said vampires didnt want his help. he would wait for Vicky, then see what the Maid thought.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 2:26 am
she let out an angry hiss and smacked the door. " why is it that every one in this damned place keeps calling me a heathen damn it?!"
after about another hour of hitting the door she sank into an irritated silence and sighed. she hurt, her pride was shreded, and she had been kidnaped by a vampire thinking she needed manners. this day just got longer and longer. she changed into the blue dress again and curled up on the bed, swearing to herself that the moment she got out of here she was tearing Arians head off. she couldnt understand what he kept saying. something about pure born or whatever that ment. all she knew was he had a hell of a day ahead of him when she woke up.
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