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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:12 pm
MichiokoXIII *Mercy's face contorted and she flew around pouting.* "Don't!" *She hated to think that way and didn't need to be reminded of things. She pulled a random book and walked over to the couch and sat down sinking low wanting to dissapear. She sighed and knew she shoudln't have yelled at Lady Death so she stood up and walked to her.* "Sorry............ but why do you think of things that will make you worried? You seem to do it often........" "Things like this do not worry me, the past worries me.In the future if I go back to what I was in the past worries me."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 9:12 pm
Lady_Death MichiokoXIII *Mercy's face contorted and she flew around pouting.* "Don't!" *She hated to think that way and didn't need to be reminded of things. She pulled a random book and walked over to the couch and sat down sinking low wanting to disappear. She sighed and knew she shouldn't have yelled at Lady Death so she stood up and walked to her.* "Sorry............ but why do you think of things that will make you worried? You seem to do it often........" "Things like this do not worry me, the past worries me.In the future if I go back to what I was in the past worries me." Anaru felt sick having heard those words spoken by Lady Death. It was true. It was all true. But the sad part was he was like that even before he was gifted-or cursed- with Vampirism. And perhaps that was even why he was given it. He had lived- and died technically- in the lust for bloodshed. He fought a war that slaughtered thousands, women, children and men alike. Anyone from Troy that could not, or would not bow down to them they slaughtered like cattle. Anaru sank down to the floor, a thick knot in his gut just thinking about that. No sire. Perhaps he should tell Lady Death that... Who knows what would happen if he didn't.
Anaru felt overwhelmed by his and Mercy's combined feelings of wanting to disappear. He could feel his heart pounding deep inside his chest, and it made his ribs want to break. He could hear the breathing of everyone in the room building like a crescendo of war drums threatening his ears to bleed. His eyes were hazing over as he buried his face in his arms that were resting on his legs. Damn it! Too much! Too many sounds! Too many sights! It all hurts! Damn it, GO AWAY! His mind was screaming, and it was quite possible that anyone sensitive either in telepathy or empathy would understand his plea. Help me...Please...
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:39 am
*She remained by the window, as the girl who was previously talking to her walked away to speak with Lady Death. She had sadness in her eyes still, and then, once deeply sighing, flung her long dark red hair that almost looked like it was tinted with crimson blood of the ancients from a thousand battles with her right hand, walked over to the library and sunk low in a chair, staring at a book about Victorian poetry, and closed her eyes to rest, transforming from her vampire vulpes (fox) form to her vampire form.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:40 am
Race Nishan Lady_Death MichiokoXIII *Mercy's face contorted and she flew around pouting.* "Don't!" *She hated to think that way and didn't need to be reminded of things. She pulled a random book and walked over to the couch and sat down sinking low wanting to disappear. She sighed and knew she shouldn't have yelled at Lady Death so she stood up and walked to her.* "Sorry............ but why do you think of things that will make you worried? You seem to do it often........" "Things like this do not worry me, the past worries me.In the future if I go back to what I was in the past worries me." Anaru felt sick having heard those words spoken by Lady Death. It was true. It was all true. But the sad part was he was like that even before he was gifted-or cursed- with Vampirism. And perhaps that was even why he was given it. He had lived- and died technically- in the lust for bloodshed. He fought a war that slaughtered thousands, women, children and men alike. Anyone from Troy that could not, or would not bow down to them they slaughtered like cattle. Anaru sank down to the floor, a thick knot in his gut just thinking about that. No sire. Perhaps he should tell Lady Death that... Who knows what would happen if he didn't.
Anaru felt overwhelmed by his and Mercy's combined feelings of wanting to disappear. He could feel his heart pounding deep inside his chest, and it made his ribs want to break. He could hear the breathing of everyone in the room building like a crescendo of war drums threatening his ears to bleed. His eyes were hazing over as he buried his face in his arms that were resting on his legs. Damn it! Too much! Too many sounds! Too many sights! It all hurts! Damn it, GO AWAY! His mind was screaming, and it was quite possible that anyone sensitive either in telepathy or empathy would understand his plea. Help me...Please... She looked over at him and closed her eyes alittle "Troy, I remember part of that. A bloody little war." She got up and kneeled infront of him. "I know what that feeling is like, regret torment." She sniffed the air alittle "But something else, alonging but what?."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:18 am
muko wakes up and looks around lazly, he stands and jumps down. waithout a word he walks over to the fridge and paws at it
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:55 am
uchiha_muko muko wakes up and looks around lazly, he stands and jumps down. waithout a word he walks over to the fridge and paws at it Annie whined at Muko saying softly in his head. "Muko, Can we go somewhere please?" All this energy was killing her, she shivered looking at Death and Anaru. She didn't want to leave the new comer but she had a nagging feeling in her stomach. It was like she wanted to be alone for a bit. No one had left her alone since before she changed into her wolf form. Everyone followed her into her room and when she left so did they. It was annoying but she knew they only did it because they loved her. She was still pretty pissed at Draconus, she shoot him a glare and headed for the door, expecting Muko to follow but he didn't have to if he didn't want to.....
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:21 am
Lady_Death She looked over at him and closed her eyes a little "Troy, I remember part of that. A bloody little war." She got up and kneeled in front of him. "I know what that feeling is like, regret torment." She sniffed the air a little "But something else, a longing but what?." A Crimson hazy was screening his world as Anaru barely even looked up at Lady Death. He felt like he was boiling, burning up from the inside out. His stomach was in a knot so tight that he could have sworn that nothing could possibly be in it or even go through it. His head felt like it was caught under the collapsed walls of Troy. Anaru could barely even focus on Lady Death. A longing? of course he had a longing! He had many longings! He wanted food, he wanted company, he wanted warmth-he wanted his blood to just stop pumping. He could hear-or rather feel the heat and presence of everyone in the entire mansion. And it Hurt. He wanted Mercy to calm down, he wanted Annie to not be there, he wanted... He really wanted Lady Death to move away.
The sudden urge to simply reach up and bite her swelled up within him almost as powerfully as the boiling of his blood. He knew that he shouldn't that would not only be rude, that would be wrong. From his understanding, she was like the queen here. He was nothing. Damn it, knock it off! No You can't you fool! Anaru fought with his internal desires. He buried his face back down into his arms and legs curling up even tighter into a near fetal position. Hunger. he hadn't eaten in days-actually he couldn't even remember when he'd last eaten. He might not have eaten here at all. Though for some reason he didn't really care. He didn't want food as he understood it. The thought of rice, pasta, or wine made him feel even worse. If only he'd had a sire, some one to teach him, some one to explain all these weird feelings, Someone to be comfort. And his mind went cold.
So strange, a Warrior looking for comfort. What kind of soldier was he now? Not that that mattered. War and fighting was really all he knew. But by now even that had to be out dated. He only knew the sword. Some how he doubted that they even still used those... Anaru opened his eyes and nearly jumped. In front of him he could see himself. Lady death kneeling before him, as he huddled even smaller. He really did look so much like a child like that. Anaru looked at his hands... and saw nothing. ! This must be what they mean by 'out of body experience' Anaru thought. Damn it... Lady Death, I don't know you well, but I hope you get out of there. If I'm not the one controlling my actions... there's no telling what my body might do on those erratic impulses! He hoped to the highest peaks of Olympus that she heard and obeyed.(OOC: sorry for making it so long! ><)
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:31 pm
Race Nishan Lady_Death She looked over at him and closed her eyes a little "Troy, I remember part of that. A bloody little war." She got up and kneeled in front of him. "I know what that feeling is like, regret torment." She sniffed the air a little "But something else, a longing but what?." A Crimson hazy was screening his world as Anaru barely even looked up at Lady Death. He felt like he was boiling, burning up from the inside out. His stomach was in a knot so tight that he could have sworn that nothing could possibly be in it or even go through it. His head felt like it was caught under the collapsed walls of Troy. Anaru could barely even focus on Lady Death. A longing? of course he had a longing! He had many longings! He wanted food, he wanted company, he wanted warmth-he wanted his blood to just stop pumping. He could hear-or rather feel the heat and presence of everyone in the entire mansion. And it Hurt. He wanted Mercy to calm down, he wanted Annie to not be there, he wanted... He really wanted Lady Death to move away.
The sudden urge to simply reach up and bite her swelled up within him almost as powerfully as the boiling of his blood. He knew that he shouldn't that would not only be rude, that would be wrong. From his understanding, she was like the queen here. He was nothing. Damn it, knock it off! No You can't you fool! Anaru fought with his internal desires. He buried his face back down into his arms and legs curling up even tighter into a near fetal position. Hunger. he hadn't eaten in days-actually he couldn't even remember when he'd last eaten. He might not have eaten here at all. Though for some reason he didn't really care. He didn't want food as he understood it. The thought of rice, pasta, or wine made him feel even worse. If only he'd had a sire, some one to teach him, some one to explain all these weird feelings, Someone to be comfort. And his mind went cold.
So strange, a Warrior looking for comfort. What kind of soldier was he now? Not that that mattered. War and fighting was really all he knew. But by now even that had to be out dated. He only knew the sword. Some how he doubted that they even still used those... Anaru opened his eyes and nearly jumped. In front of him he could see himself. Lady death kneeling before him, as he huddled even smaller. He really did look so much like a child like that. Anaru looked at his hands... and saw nothing. ! This must be what they mean by 'out of body experience' Anaru thought. Damn it... Lady Death, I don't know you well, but I hope you get out of there. If I'm not the one controlling my actions... there's no telling what my body might do on those erratic impulses! He hoped to the highest peaks of Olympus that she heard and obeyed.(OOC: sorry for making it so long! ><) She watches him."Do not fear for my safety if I must I can defend myself, I am stronger than I look Anaru." She stays where she is and sets a glass infront of him its full of blood "Your a vampire now, human food will not sustain you for long, you need to drink this ever day other wise this will happen." She sighed and looks at him "You want to attack me, bite me, my blood will due you no good it will only make your desire's stronger the only thing my blood offers is a sire to help you through this. Just tell me if that is what you want and I will allow it. This is not as much of a torment if someone is there to help you through it. Even Annie has a sire now my adopted daughter Atta. If you want help I will give it if you do not I can not let you run free around the mansion not knowing when you will go mad, I would put you down I have no fear of it I have had to do it before. That is what I was in my home a killer used to fight in wars and kill the vampires who went mad. I doubt you wish to die, most of us do not want to die, that is why alot of humans turn to vampires."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 1:52 pm
Lady_Death She watches him."Do not fear for my safety if I must I can defend myself, I am stronger than I look Anaru." She stays where she is and sets a glass infront of him its full of blood "Your a vampire now, human food will not sustain you for long, you need to drink this ever day other wise this will happen." She sighed and looks at him "You want to attack me, bite me, my blood will due you no good it will only make your desire's stronger the only thing my blood offers is a sire to help you through this. Just tell me if that is what you want and I will allow it. This is not as much of a torment if someone is there to help you through it. Even Annie has a sire now my adopted daughter Atta. If you want help I will give it if you do not I can not let you run free around the mansion not knowing when you will go mad, I would put you down I have no fear of it I have had to do it before. That is what I was in my home a killer used to fight in wars and kill the vampires who went mad. I doubt you wish to die, most of us do not want to die, that is why alot of humans turn to vampires." His consciousness came back to its host and Anaru's body started to shake as he fought down the crimson view of the world. No, he did not wish to die. He'd already died once, and it wasn't pleasant. He didn't want to be alone either. He hated this feeling of going mad. The pounding blood the pressure in his veins. That cup in front of him looked both so good and detestful. A sire? She wouldn't be a bad choice, since he apparently had the choice to make. But what of others? What if later on he desired to taste someone else's' blood? would that shift the title of Sire over? Or would it hurt or injure him? Would it simply never happen? Did he have time to think about that? What Lady Death said was that he must eat blood, and he must accept her as his sire or die. There was no choice to be made. Except whether to live or die.
His hand was visibly trembling as he reached out for the glass. He hissed, keeping his teeth clenched, still fighting to maintain control over his own mind. He wanted to tell her. He wanted to say that he desired life. He wanted to scream it to the mansion-to the world. But he feared if he so much as opened his mouth that he would loose his very tentative control and fly into a wild mindless fury of blood lust. Could she hear his mind? Could she simply tell by the look in his eyes? He would know by her actions, even if no more words were to be shared.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:50 pm
Race Nishan Lady_Death She watches him."Do not fear for my safety if I must I can defend myself, I am stronger than I look Anaru." She stays where she is and sets a glass infront of him its full of blood "Your a vampire now, human food will not sustain you for long, you need to drink this ever day other wise this will happen." She sighed and looks at him "You want to attack me, bite me, my blood will due you no good it will only make your desire's stronger the only thing my blood offers is a sire to help you through this. Just tell me if that is what you want and I will allow it. This is not as much of a torment if someone is there to help you through it. Even Annie has a sire now my adopted daughter Atta. If you want help I will give it if you do not I can not let you run free around the mansion not knowing when you will go mad, I would put you down I have no fear of it I have had to do it before. That is what I was in my home a killer used to fight in wars and kill the vampires who went mad. I doubt you wish to die, most of us do not want to die, that is why alot of humans turn to vampires." His consciousness came back to its host and Anaru's body started to shake as he fought down the crimson view of the world. No, he did not wish to die. He'd already died once, and it wasn't pleasant. He didn't want to be alone either. He hated this feeling of going mad. The pounding blood the pressure in his veins. That cup in front of him looked both so good and detestful. A sire? She wouldn't be a bad choice, since he apparently had the choice to make. But what of others? What if later on he desired to taste someone else's' blood? would that shift the title of Sire over? Or would it hurt or injure him? Would it simply never happen? Did he have time to think about that? What Lady Death said was that he must eat blood, and he must accept her as his sire or die. There was no choice to be made. Except whether to live or die.
His hand was visibly trembling as he reached out for the glass. He hissed, keeping his teeth clenched, still fighting to maintain control over his own mind. He wanted to tell her. He wanted to say that he desired life. He wanted to scream it to the mansion-to the world. But he feared if he so much as opened his mouth that he would loose his very tentative control and fly into a wild mindless fury of blood lust. Could she hear his mind? Could she simply tell by the look in his eyes? He would know by her actions, even if no more words were to be shared. Annie watched Anaru tensine up, she felt it streaming out of him. She knew how he felt all too well. Memories flooded back to her, her coming here, meeting Atta, her getting sick of blood, her not drinking enough, the flashbacks, then there was the newest one. Herself turning into a wolf. That was the scariest of all. She remembered hiding under her bed with her hurt leg that Draconus just -had- to heal. And then Death saving the day like she always dose. She loved them all even though she was still pretty peeved at Draconus, he'd learn...eventfully. She shoot him another glare. She then looked at the door again and back at Anaru, she felt bad for him but Death would handle it. She always did. In a way it probably got annoying but she probably loved it. With a glance at Muko, she trotted out the door. All the emotions in there were killing her.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 4:52 am
Race Nishan Lady_Death She watches him."Do not fear for my safety if I must I can defend myself, I am stronger than I look Anaru." She stays where she is and sets a glass infront of him its full of blood "Your a vampire now, human food will not sustain you for long, you need to drink this ever day other wise this will happen." She sighed and looks at him "You want to attack me, bite me, my blood will due you no good it will only make your desire's stronger the only thing my blood offers is a sire to help you through this. Just tell me if that is what you want and I will allow it. This is not as much of a torment if someone is there to help you through it. Even Annie has a sire now my adopted daughter Atta. If you want help I will give it if you do not I can not let you run free around the mansion not knowing when you will go mad, I would put you down I have no fear of it I have had to do it before. That is what I was in my home a killer used to fight in wars and kill the vampires who went mad. I doubt you wish to die, most of us do not want to die, that is why alot of humans turn to vampires." His consciousness came back to its host and Anaru's body started to shake as he fought down the crimson view of the world. No, he did not wish to die. He'd already died once, and it wasn't pleasant. He didn't want to be alone either. He hated this feeling of going mad. The pounding blood the pressure in his veins. That cup in front of him looked both so good and detestful. A sire? She wouldn't be a bad choice, since he apparently had the choice to make. But what of others? What if later on he desired to taste someone else's' blood? would that shift the title of Sire over? Or would it hurt or injure him? Would it simply never happen? Did he have time to think about that? What Lady Death said was that he must eat blood, and he must accept her as his sire or die. There was no choice to be made. Except whether to live or die.
His hand was visibly trembling as he reached out for the glass. He hissed, keeping his teeth clenched, still fighting to maintain control over his own mind. He wanted to tell her. He wanted to say that he desired life. He wanted to scream it to the mansion-to the world. But he feared if he so much as opened his mouth that he would loose his very tentative control and fly into a wild mindless fury of blood lust. Could she hear his mind? Could she simply tell by the look in his eyes? He would know by her actions, even if no more words were to be shared."Death is a painful thing, though my death was different from the other's here it never took my mortality because I was never mortal to begin with. If you wish a sire that take blood from me, it will not matter if you bit anouther human it will do nothing for the connection. And I doubt anouther vampire here would be dumb enough to let anouther feed off them, our blood does nothing for a fellow vampire. You have been through death once and by your look I can tell you do not wish to die again which means the only way to live is to take a sire old enough to help you, I am the only old one here at this point and there are only about two in this clan that are older than I am and I doubt they are willing to take someone elses mess." She moves alittle and grabs the glass helping him drink some "It will be a bit unusual at first but after time you get used to it." She left her wrist exposed and right with in distance of a bite and it was not an accident for her to do so.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 8:16 am
Lady_Death "Death is a painful thing, though my death was different from the other's here it never took my mortality because I was never mortal to begin with. If you wish a sire that take blood from me, it will not matter if you bit anouther human it will do nothing for the connection. And I doubt anouther vampire here would be dumb enough to let anouther feed off them, our blood does nothing for a fellow vampire. You have been through death once and by your look I can tell you do not wish to die again which means the only way to live is to take a sire old enough to help you, I am the only old one here at this point and there are only about two in this clan that are older than I am and I doubt they are willing to take someone elses mess." She moves alittle and grabs the glass helping him drink some "It will be a bit unusual at first but after time you get used to it." She left her wrist exposed and right with in distance of a bite and it was not an accident for her to do so. Anaru eyes felt like they should be bleeding. He WAS a mess. He had no clue how to be a Vampire. He had no clue what that even really meant. Until the king had offered him the gift, he'd never even heard the word before, let alone know what it had meant. He had been stupid enough to accept without understanding, and now he was causing someone else to have to clean up his mess. He let go of holding back, and bite into the offered wrist. Hot blood raced passed his teeth, and burned into his system. What had been blood lust sedated by the glass seemed to take a flying leap off the highest tower. His right hand flew to the floor to keep him from falling flat on the floor, while his left clung to Lady deaths arm, nails clawing in like the talons of a bird of prey. He felt an intense shiver tear through him, as if he were a snake that suddenly shed it's skin. I hope this is what it's supposed to cause... he thought.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 11:57 am
*She watched the action from her chair in the library, and began to smell blood. Bloodlust raced through her system and she let out a low grunt (foxes can smell blood as well, and she is half vampire/half fox), and revealed her fangs through a silent vampiric hiss, and grabbed the arm of the chair very strongly. "No, don't wear out your welcome here," she thought to herself, and forced herself to remain in her seat.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 5:34 pm
had been quite for awhile but he suddenly felt a screaming in his head just as Anaru curled up, a unbearable pain had come over his entire body....he was reading and feeling Anarus thoughts..... The pain he was feeling was immence.....he walked over to him wincing with every step....he woundered why he could know anarus thoughts and why it was stronger than telepathy he also wondered if Anaru could feel his the same way.....he approached him and curled up around anarus body, hoping to offer some confort.......he shivered and whined as the pain grew worse....
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 5:58 pm
muko turned and went after annie lazly, then realizing she had ran off ahead he put his nose to the ground and followed her trail
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