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 Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 12:21 pm
Ike set down the coffee pot, and moved to the window. He stared up at the sky, almost trying to find the heavens themselves. "You can't always keep your promises... Your grandfather knew that very well. How do you think he managed to make it this long in the buisiness world..." he said trying to comfort her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 12:26 pm
 Luan Anti-Luan walked over to his bed and tried to rest hoping that they would stop their love stuff since it was really obvious that they did.]
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 3:28 pm
 "Yes but if I back down now then I lose more control over them," she sighed, "They already hate me. I am the illegitimate halfbreed." She took another sip and forced her body to relax. "Let's talk about something else."
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:13 pm
Your Uncle Grandpa
He sighed, getting up from the window and moving behind Kiara. He put his hands on her shoulders. "Alright well..." he said now rubbing them, "I think I might just check out early tonight... I don't recall ever getting a chance to use that nice bed you bout me." He added sarcatically. Ike's hands slid from her shoulders as he started walking out of the room. "Oh, and if you'd like... I could always stand in as the voice in your voice in your companies." he looked back at her, and held the door frame for a second. He then started for his room, trudging through the expansive libray/
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:38 pm
Kiara sighed and left her office. Instead of going to her room, she went to the library. She went immediately to her favorite spot and sat. Her stack of books was still there, laying on top was her grandfather's journal. She had neglected to read it before and now, and she was honestly a little worried about it. She was afraid about what it would say. She stared at the old leather cover, trying to decide if she should read it or not.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:49 pm
Ike moved to his closet, and threw all of his clothes in the hamper. He grabbed black silk pajamas that matched his bed perfectly. He started to shower for the second time that day, and wipe the scent of Kiara and coffee off himself. Finished showering, he toweled of his torso and legs. He threw on the pants, and then the top leaving it open. He moved onto his bed, and sat. In a few seconds, he was laying down on his side, feeling the cool air beam down on him. He relished in the deep cold of his room, and fell asleep.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:12 pm
Kiara slowly opened the book, turning to the first entry. She smiled sadly when she saw her grandfather's tight, elegant handwriting. She sighed softly. The first entry was dated around 260 years ago. I think I may have a grandchild. He began. My son told me about her a night ago. He was drunk, as usual, and he told me about the vampire woman he had been with thirty years ago. I know that vampires are always fetal, so it is defiant that I have a grandchild. I plan on finding out if it is true. I can't believe my son would keep this from me, he know how I feel about family. I may actually have another grandchild. I wonder what they are like. If they are more like an elf then they will look like a child, even at thirty years old, but with the mind of someone much older. But if they took more to the vampire side of there heritage then they will already have aged to maturity, but with the mindset of a teenager.Kiara paused here, trying to process what she had read.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:37 pm
Drake slept comfortably on the soft bed. He woke up suddenly out of an almost mad panic. he began to worry whether or not Kiara was going to send him back to the slave shop now... Maybe that was her plan of torture for him... He thought about how sickening it was, but reliazed she may as well do it... He moved a pillow from his bed onto the floor, and used his shirt as a blanket, and floor mat. He began to dream about the sick terrors of the slave shop... He began to dream about his father... He shuddered, and twisted. Letting out inaudible mumbling, and even a cry or two. His dreams had taken a turn and became night terrors...
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:49 pm
Kiara turned the page to continue reading. The next entry was dated only a few days after the first. I am positive now that I have a grandchild, a granddaughter to be exact. I went into the vampire kingdom where I knew my son's old lover lived and spoke with her. She claimed that there was no such child. I knew she was lying. The rest of the writing went on about some business deals he had made. She continued, to the one dated nearly a week after the first. They continue to deny her existence, but I can feel that she's there. I have gone as far as speaking with, Kiara couldn't even bring herself to read the name, The head of the coven. He too denies that there is any elf-vampire hybrid. But the look in his eyes when he says it, he knows who she is, perhaps very well. He know where she is. I fear him. I don't know why but I can sense some kind of hatred in him, some darkness, and I fear him. He has my granddaughter, I know it.Kiara slammed the book shut, her heart pounding, she couldn't bring herself to read anymore. She set the book down and stood, debating on if she should go to bed or not.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:54 pm
Luan Luan couldn't sleep well he could never sleep what he really meant was rest he heard Ike cry he smiled and laughed a little. Luan stood up and started to walk around the mansion he could tell where Ike and Kaira where. Ike was crying in his bed while Kaira was reading what he could tell was a dairy. He made the mouse move so he could see what she was reading he started to read the book through the mouse's eyes.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:59 pm
Your Uncle Grandpa
Ike saw Clayton in his dream. He was wearing surprisingly enough, an older style suit with a top hat. He spoke like a southern gentleman. My dear boy... You really need to snap out of this... Clayton said. Ike thought to himself You're right Clayton... I need to wake up... Ike started concentrating as hard as he could to break the dream but couldn't. He heard Clayton I can control our body... I'm first going to kill this damn mouse, then take us back to bed... Ike's leg lifted and crashed against the floor, crushing the mouse. Clayton then crawled back into Ike's bed, pillow in hand shirt on. He ventured into sleep as well. Ike's dream returned to normal.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:23 pm
Kiara saw the mouse as she passed, "Luan, I wouldn't recommend spying on me," was all she said. She didn't have the strength to punish him. She climbed the stairs to her room. She changed into a pair of sweat pants and a tank top mechanically. She didn't dare dwell on the memories that tried to push forward. She climbed into bed and fell instantly to sleep, dreaming dreams full of blood and pain and death.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:28 pm
Luan Luan frowned he saw that Ike destroyed one of his mouse he hated when people killed his shadow creations he really cared of them. Luan heard Karia and smiled and rolled his eyes. "Yeah I'll keep that in mind" the mouse said in Luan's voice sarcastically he made that mouse disappear as it finished its sentence he walked back to his room and rested since he could never sleep.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:38 pm
Finally managed to wake up. It was 5.00 am but he figured it was better than never... He buttoned the front of his shirt, before sliding on his slippers, and walking into the kitchen. He fumbled with the coffee pot, and started brewing. While he waited for the familiar click, he saw what almost looked like an old man sitting across the room from him. The man was smiling, before he dissappeared.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:41 pm
She pulled from the dream with a low moan. She lay in her bed after she had woken, trying to shake the painful memories that haunted her. She got up after a few minutes and wandered downstairs. She found Ike in the kitchen and smiled sadly, "Couldn't sleep either?"
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