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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 5:52 pm
Iris Colette Sanders ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Iris's head snapped over to the stairs when she heard a step creak, to see a man with brunette hair. She was about to ask who he was, but it seemed like Emile said it for her, and pretty much everyone else in the room. She glanced back over at the brunette haired man. "Well first of all, there are four of us here...", she said as she gave a slightly confused glance over to Emile and Desmond. "And secondly, I don't see why not, if you introduce yourself."
"Was ist los da oben!?", a voice called down from the bottom of the stairs. When recognizing the voice, Iris walked over to the top of the stairs, and glanced down at the man, who appeared to be in his forties. Iris gave the man a reassuring smile as she responded to him with a wave. "Hallo Herr Altenburg! Mach dir keine Sorgen, wir sind nur hier, um das Gebäude zu inspizieren. Ich war über den Bau dieses in einem neuen Restaurant denken, aber wir müssen das Gebäude zu überprüfen, um zu sehen, wie viel Arbeit und Geld in es gesetzt werden." Upon seeing Iris, the man gave a smile back and replied in a more cheerful tone, "Na hallo Fräulein Iris! Bist du sicher, die seit dem letzten Mal sah ich dich gewachsen! Nun, ich lasse Sie Ihre Arbeit fortsetzen. Ich hoffe, Sie besuchen meinen Ball morgen Abend, auf Wiedersehen!" "Ich werde da sein! Auf Wiedersehen!", she said as she waved goodbye as he turned around and left the building.
When Iris returned her attention to the group and some of their confused gazes, Iris said, "Sorry, that was Mr. Altenburg. A noble who just moved here from Germany." ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✥Where I Am: An old cafe or restaurant ✥Who I'm With: Desmond, Liesolette, Emile, and a man with brunette hair ✥What I'm Thinking: 'Well, I wasn't expecting Mr. Altenburg to show up here.' ✥{O.O.C: Sure! :3 Any temporary characters are fine, you can also make a profile for them if you want ^ ^ Translations: "What's going on up there!?" "Hello Mr. Altenburg! Do not worry, we are just here to inspect the building. I was thinking about rebuilding a new restaurant here, but we need to check the building to see how much work and money would be put into it." "Well hello Miss Iris! You sure have grown since the last time I saw you! Well, I'll let you continue your work. Hopefully I'll see you at my ball tomorrow night, goodbye!" "I'll be there! Goodbye!"}✥
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 6:35 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 heard the german conversation going on with Iris and some old friend of hers down on the first floor. She kept looking till she heard something creak nearby. Lies looked over and pointed her sword to a nearby window with old drapes. She could see a bump behind them is if someone was hiding in the drapes. She approached there cautiously till she got close enough. Lies used the end of her sword to move the old drapes, only to reveal a small boy with a frightened expression on his face. Liesolette was surprised when she saw the boy and knelt down to him. The boy tried to back away but had nowhere to go."Don't be afraid...". she spoke with thick french accent. Lies reached out to the boy and stroked his hair. He flinched but relaxed as he saw the kind expression on the huntress' face. ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
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: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:08 pm
Slick had a shocked expression on his face. "I'm Slick Harrison. I worked for you for many years. I thought you'd remember me by now." When another man walked into the room, he he stood aside, looking at the two vampires as he held onto his pistol, hoping that he doesn't have to use it. As soon as the conversation ended asked Iris. "Well, if you don't me asking, what are these monster doing with you? Is this a hostage situation?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:11 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile glared at the newcomer and gave him a dirty look. "Pardon me , but what did you just call me? How am I a monster?" He said as he crossed his arms. Who did this man think he was...."Your as close to a monster as him.." Emile said reffering to Desmond. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:30 pm
Slick chuckled. "And just how exactly am I close to a monster as him. I've known your kind from experience. I know you capabilities." He gripped onto his gun, in case the man decides to strike.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:35 pm
Desmond NavarreDesmond grunted after Emile referred to him as a monster. "So...It's a part of my nature. You should be just as worse." He was somewhat dissatisfied that he wasn't able to salvage his prey. His arms were also crossed.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:41 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He scoffed at Slick's reply and spat "If you're reffering to me as a vampire then you're mistaken...I slay those beasts, I assure you that i am far more worse then a vampire.." Emile changed his stance. It appeared like he was ready to strike and he had the urge to. Damn human..you have the nerve to-..He stopped himself from thinking any further of this man.. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 5:35 pm
Slick sighed and let go of his handgun. "Very well, then...Though I still don't understand how you kill your own kind." He then pulled out a cigarette from his vest pocket and lit it up in his mouth. He turned towards Iris. "Iris...If it's no trouble, may I have the first dance at that ball tomorrow night?" He had already heard about the ball.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 6:19 pm
☽-----Emile Caverly-----☾ "Behind red curtains...------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Emile stood straight and gripped his head as he was baffled by Slicks idiocy. "Clearly you're not fond of listening.." He sighed heavily and let him think whatever. His motives were obvious...he wanted to flirt with the two women. Emile then looked at Lies who was comforting a child. He walked over to them and knelt down to examine if the little boy was hurt. He showed no sign of wounds until he checked his neck. It was clear that a vampire had tried to sink it's fangs in him but stopped.It was only a bruise, but marks are still pretty dangerous. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Is a dark stage...."
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 2:05 am
Iris Colette Sanders ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎Iris returned Slick's shocked expression with a slightly confused one. "I don't recall having anyone work under me... The only person outside my mansion who is working with me is my élève Liesolette. May I ask just when you think you've worked with me?", she said as she cocked up an eyebrow. When she inhaled the smell of a mechanics shop she asked, "Oh, do you build weapons for huntresses? Well no wonder I don't know you, Claire is the one who builds my weapons and such you see."
While Slick, Emile, and Desmond seemed to argue over something, Iris glanced over at Liesolette to see her with a child. She walked over next to Liesolette. "Combien de temps pensez-vous qu'il est ici? Non... pourquoi pensez-vous qu'il est ici?" Iris then spotted slight marks on his neck. "... Était-il poursuivi?" When the boy gave a slightly confuse glance at her, Iris asked, "Sorry, are you alright? It's okay, she's right, there is nothing to be afraid of."
When Slick came over and asked her about the ball while he smoked a cigarette, Iris glanced up only to inhale to smoke. "W-", was all she could say before she went into a coughing fit. While she was trying to stop coughing, she noticed the boy's neck closer as Emile checked his neck. "... It is just me *cough* or... do the marks seem bigger than the *cough* fangs on the Vampire's we've seen?"
As if on cue, Iris spotted something move around from the corner of her eye. She spun around just as a Vampire that was slightly larger than the ones from before tackled her to the ground. "Are you bloodly kidding me!?", she said as she scanned the room for options. When she spotted the hole she fell through a few inches away, she sighed to herself, then jammed her thumbs into the Vampire's eyes. As it screeched, she pushed her legs into his stomach and forced him to roll into the hole, causing it to widen. This time, she was expecting it. She grabbed hold of the floor that still remained in the area she was in, threw her legs over her head, and landed safely on her feet away from the hole as the sound of the Vampire hitting the ground shook the building for a bit. Iris stood up and dusted off her hands on her dress. "Well... why don't we all continue everything back at my mansion before something bad happens?" She glanced over at Liesolette, "Ne vous inquiétez pas, ma bonne tête et maître d'hôtel, Claire et William, va l'inspecter pour toutes les autres plaies qu'on ne voit pas." ≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ ✥Where I Am: An old cafe or restaurant ✥Who I'm With: Desmond, Liesolette, Emile, and Slick ✥What I'm Thinking: 'We better leave this building.' ✥{O.O.C: Translations: "How long do you think he's been here? No... why do you think he's here?" "... Was he chased?" "Do not worry, my head maid and butler, Claire and William, will inspect him for other wounds we can not see."}✥
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 10:02 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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The boy seemed to calm down and quickly hugged Liesolette tightly, now knowing he was safe. While the two men were busy arguing over each other, she checked to see if there were any wounds or bite marks. Thats when Emile finally came over and notice two big ones which were unusal. The explanation showed itself as a large vampire attacked Iris. Liesolette wanted to help but she was concerned about the child. She didn't have to worry since Iris took care of herself, like a true huntress. The boy looked at Iris with weak eyes she came over and at Emile. He clenched Liesolette more as if he was scared."Oui madame ..". She picked the child up and looked at Slick."Je vous suggère de vous occuper de vos tabagisme. En particulier autour de la jeune génération ...". ~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
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: Yes ma'am. I suggest you mind your smoking. Especially around the younger generation...
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:38 pm
Slick gave a sigh as he put out his cigarette and placed the remaining tobacco left in his pocket. He looked over at Liesolette and bow politely. "Mes excuses les plus sincères, madame. Je promets de rappeler que, pour référence future." He then turned Iris and smiled, flirtatiously. "Well, I'd be much obliged, Miss Sanders." Translation: My deepest apologies, madame. promise to remember that for future reference.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 11:16 am
Desmond NavarreDesmond began stretching as he made his way towards the staircase. "Well, it's nice knowing you guys. It's dawn and I have to get some rest. I'm hitting the coffin. Later."
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