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 Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 6:44 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Hmm....it seems that you have improved since the last time I've caught you mangle with a vampire.." A voice said as a figure emerged from the shadows. Emile was taking an evening stroll but of course through the shadows, he needed to keep up the human act although it was very difficult at times. He spotted them and couldn't help but watch the two women's abilities unfold. He walked up to the three and moved his firey red hair out his face and revealed his seemingly blazing eyes. Emile then bowed as he approached the two women and walked toward Desmond. "Your in a bit of a mess aren't you......and could Alexander Sanders truly be alive?..Rumors still float about, and I had a feeling he was dead.." He began. Emile had heard about the Sanders man from when he was still with his pure blood pals, and he never really crossed his mind except for the fact that he pledged himself to be with a human and even have a child. Besides, Iris did have a sort of night walker streak. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 7:09 pm
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Liesolette watched as Desmond begged for his life. She didn't believe him as the blade pressed harder. She heard Iris compliment her work and smiled a little. A compliment from the teacher."Je vous remercie mademoiselle....Thank you..". Lies then heard another voice she looked over and saw a man in crimson. She gazed deeply into his eyes and found herself lost into them but quickly looked away and glared at Desmond.
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When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 7:38 pm
 Desmond NavarreDesmonds eyes widened as he heard the name, Alexander Sanders. "uuhhh...yyyyeaaaah...about that, he needed to be whacked because he was going to rat us out to these girls here." Which was a lie. He only killed him in order to get close to Iris.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 8:16 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile narrowed his eyes toward Liesolette and turned his head toward her greeting her with a warm light smile. "Bonjour mademoiselle, vous êtes très habile...I'm quite rusty with my french although, you seem to do well with English." He chuckled lightly in embarrassment. From long ago he used to live in France and was accustomed to it for awhile until he made his travel somewhere that may have caught his interest. As soon as Desmond told him of his lie, Emile glared at him with vicious eyes and a low snarl not wanting to bare his fangs. He raised his hand to gesture that he wanted to address something to Desmond "Hmph.. thats interesting....I apologize for ease dropping..." Emile had to admit the Vampire was very cunning and good at pushing buttons. He leaned into Desmond and whispered in his ear. "I would be careful about women these days...your sure to get your long life cut short...if not by a human but by me.." He said as his eyes grew brighter. He had no intention of really hurting him for now since Desmond had a spark that intrigued Emile. He thought of himself when he used to go 'hunting' for his food, but that's just old and forgotten news. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 8:19 pm
Iris Colette Sanders ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Iris glared down at Desmond as he spoke. "Is that so? You expect me to believe that the same man who just put me in a trance, forced kissed me, attempted to drink my blood, and just fought my élève, was ordered by the Count Vladimir to kill my father? I'd like to see your proof", she said as she slowly twirled the blade in her fingers.
She glanced up as a figure in crimson entered the building and approached them. "Well hello to you too. And yes, I believe my father is still alive. If he was dead, he would of died the night he killed my mother", Iris replied as she moved back and sat upright, seeing that Liesolette had taken things over with Desmond. "The rumors are probably from people who think that he is dead because he suddenly disappeared. But trust me, I don't think he's alive. I know he's alive." She looked back down at Desmond and cocked up an eyebrow at his statement. "Was going to rat you out to us? Your lying! If my father was going to come anywhere near me, why did he leave with my mother's corpse when I was six, and never return?!", she stated as she glared down at him with cold, angry eyes.
Iris's thoughts were suddenly interrupted as she heard a slight crumbling sound. She looked up to see bits of the ceiling fall down like snow, and the giant dust-coated chandelier suddenly jerk down. "Watch out!", she yelled as she pushed Liesolette, Desmond, and Emile away from where the chandelier began to fall, knowing that Desmond wouldn't get away if she did due to Liesolette's blade.
The chandelier exploded into millions of pieces with a loud crash when it came in contact with the wooden ground. After the dust and debris settled, Iris glanced over to see that everyone was alright. "...Well", she began as she yanked her emerald dress out from under part of the chandelier. "That was unnecessary... Why did the bloody chandelier fall? I know this place is old an broken down, but I'm positive it was perfectly stable when we entered."
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✥Where I Am: An old cafe or restaurant
✥Who I'm With: Desmond, Liesolette, and Emile
✥What I'm Thinking: 'Bloody chandelier...'
✥{O.O.C: }✥
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 8:48 pm
Liesolette Anebach Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try
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Lies blushed hearing Emile's comment."But hard to speak english.."she smiled, not realzing she was pressing the blade harder where beads of blood started to trickle. He looked at the crimson figure know as Emile with a soft smile.Lies then felt something fall on her shoulder. It looked like dust but was suddenly pushed out the way by Iris before the chandelier could fallen on them. Liesollete got up and brushed herself off then Iris."Madame, would you like to go back home to get another dress?"
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When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 8:52 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile fell on his bottom once Iris had pushed them out of the way. He stared at the dusty old chandelier that was now nothing but scrap. While dusting himself off he offered a hand to Liesolette and Desmond who had accompanied him on the fall, but they seemed to be fine. "Thank you....thats quite an unstable piece of junk.."refering to the chandelier. He seemed to be impressed at her speed and reaction and, he was very much grateful that she had saved them because, he would then have shown his vampiric skills and completely be stripped of his true identity. He shook off his thoughts as he watched Iris yank her dress from the rubble and decided to investigate the unusual event that had just taken place. Indeed it was abnormal for it to fall and Emile had a good hunch why and what was the cause, for in fact he himself would be ordered to do foolish little tricks and pranks to rid of someone or something that may get in the way of any underground plot. "They appear to be claw marks if I'm not mistaken..." He muttered as he ran his fingers against the ripped wires that hung like strands of hair. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2012 9:23 pm
Desmond NavarreWhen Desmond was being pushed out of the way of the chandelier, his head hit the bottom of the counter. "Ah, son of a b***h!!" He held his head in pain. When Emile made a statement about the chandelier, he replied back. "No s**t. Thing's older than I am." He doubted that the chandelier would be stable enough, anyway. He paused for a moment and looked up at Iris. She happened to have saved it life. But, why? He had almost taken advantage of her in the long run. Why would she save him?
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 12:04 am
Iris Colette Sanders≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Iris glanced over at Liesolette and shook her head. "It's fine. It didn't get damaged or anything. Even if it did, I don't let ruined dresses or dirty clothes interrupt my day", she replied with a slight smile. She then looked over at Emile as he thanked her. "No problem. I don't know about you guys, but I don't exactly enjoy seeing others get smashed by a falling chandelier", Iris said as she stood up and examined the broken chandelier.
"It appears so", she said in agreement with Emile's statement about how they appeared to be claw marks. "Though from what I see on the ceiling, to cut the wires at this angle who ever did this would have to be right on the ceiling. There aren't any holes from the second floor close enough to where the chandelier was." She glanced over at Liesolette. "Liesolette, que pensez-vous de cela?" Iris knew that Liesolette still couldn't speak completely perfect English, so she decided to speak with her in French. Besides, Iris knew many languages, and French was one of her specialties. "Je pense que nous devrions examiner le deuxième étage. Qui ou quoi a causé ce n'est probablement là-haut."
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✥Where I Am: An old cafe or restaurant
✥Who I'm With: Desmond, Liesolette, and Emile
✥What I'm Thinking: 'We should check, I highly doubt who or what caused this has left the building. We would of seen or heard them if they came down here, plus the windows are boarded up.'
✥{O.O.C: Translations: "Liesolette, what do you think of this?"
"I think we should examine the second floor. Who or what has caused this is probably up there." }✥
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 7:51 am
Liesolette Anebach Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try
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Liesolette nodded and smiled when her Teacher spoke her language."Je crois que nous avons un invité surprise parmi nous. Oui Maître. Je vais aller enquêter sur le deuxième étage.". She ruffled her dress from the remaining dust and looked at Emile."Vos yeux ...".Lies ready her sword just in case a surpise came around the corner as she went to go investigate the second floor.
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When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
OOC: Translation: I believe we have an uninvited guest among us.
Yes Teacher I shall go and investigate the
second floor.
Your eyes..
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 2:37 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile nodded in agreement to Iris's idea and was a bit shocked and confused about Liesolette's comment towards him. What did she mean? He glanced at Lies for a moment then back to the others."We're all going together.......you never know..there could be an ambush waiting for us up there.." He said overly sarcastic. "Oh I almost forgot, allow me to introduce myself, I'm Emile Caverly, I serve as one of the vampire trainers in this town, I don't think I need to keep that a secret from all of you." He said warmly. It was true, he didn't need to hide what he did, since the two girls were trained to defend themselves, and a vampire hearing it won't really make a difference. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 6:18 pm
Desmond NavarreDesmond watched the Liesolette and Emile leave as he was still pinned to the ground by Iris's knife. "Okay...Does this mean I can leave? So, I can...you know...go back to my daily exercise?" He looked back at Iris. He still couldn't help but think why she saved him from that falling chandelier. Of course, it was probably because she wanted information off of him. That's what most humans do to their enemies.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 6:40 pm
Liesolette Anebach Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try
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Liesolette made it upstairs. Nothing so far. The room was just ancient. Dust, spider webs, old things. She walked around the room, the floors creaked, which startled the french maiden. Lies relaxed and let her sword glide on the floor. She didn't see anything..yet. The culprit could probably in this very room. If not, clues would suffice.
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When you find,
that once again you long
to take your heart back,
and be free
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2012 6:50 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile followed behind Lies and kept a watch full eye on her. The whole room was filled with darkness and dust floated about as they walked along the squeaky boards. He blinked twice and his eyes grew wide. Now he was able to see through dark corners and sense any strange movement. "Madam I think-" Emile was cut short by the abrupt noise and snarling from behind. He stood firm in his position and glanced over at Liesolette wondering if she too had heard the beastly noise. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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