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 Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 5:54 pm
Dødette RagnarokIntel:
Location: Inside, dining hall
Presence: Xavier, Areya, Nick, Loranna, Gen, Alois
Appearance:
Dødette sat up before Xavier could reply to her, as she heard the drinks would be served promptly. She was glad that her inquiry wasn't overlooked. "I wonder if humans still make decent coffee." Her thoughts paused for a moment. "I suppose drinking the stuff for several hundred years has made me addicted. Damn."
She glanced back over to Xavier who'd seemed to have re-chosen a spot at the long table, then began to eat the Asian-styled soup, which had been one of the Earth-native dishes she'd chosen. "I wonder why he's taken an interest in me like that. I don't see why he's not asking about anyone else." Her suspicions rose and reminded herself there really was no rest for the wicked; not even her own vacation time would be truly peaceful. If she'd known these things would happen, she would have just taken a New Eden mission for a week.
After Areya had asked if anyone had any questions, she thought of one, regarding something she was sure she'd need today. She hated to be 'that person', but, oh well. "Do you allow smoking here?" Though Dødette was always one to look out for her own health and keep good habits, even before the vampirism, it was one vice that had attached itself to her. To that, she was not addicted, and was more than capable of quitting at any time, but it was just a less-than-optimal recreational activity.
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 6:13 pm
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xxxdining room
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xxxxxxxxxlady areya ; nicholas ; dodette ; alois ; other guests
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Loranna's gaze shifted to Alois as he called her 'Princess.' She could tell it was not a term of respect, but of mocking. Pulling the flower from her lips, she licked the remaining nectar from them before running her tongue over her teeth, getting every last drop. Well, at least he had gotten her race correct, she had to give him props for that.
"It's a rare delicacy back home. I can't even even believe that they're here. These flowers are called 'turften,' and as far as I know perfectly safe to eat - for anyone. And yes, Gen, they are a wonderful treat. I can only guess how Lady Areya got them here." It was only a flower after all, a plant, but she also knew well enough that plants could just as easily kill as they could nourish. She picked up another flower but was interrupted by Nicholas who had spoken to her. She turned her head to look up at him, brows somewhat furrowed. She merely only registered the sudden outburst of Alois from the the sudden trasnformation of the turften to some sort of snake. Lor watched Nicholas take his seat, thinking on how to answer him.
"Well, I'm pleased you know of this place. I, however, until today, did not. But... I do know that this place brought me here. I can still feel it..." The fae gave a steadying sigh, her gaze falling to her full plate once more, ignoring the offer of beverages. How could she explain what she was feeling? This place felt familiar, in a sense. She would sound crazy though, as she had just admitted she had never seen this place before. But there was something... Loranna opened her mouth to say so but was interrupted by something bumping against her side. She let out a yelp of surprise, looking all around her and then under the table. Seeing no one there, she sat back up straight, her eyes ablaze.
"Who did that?!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2015 9:51 pm
 + Location: Dining Room
+ Company: Whomsoever is attending the gathering.
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Now rather amused at Loranna's reaction, Samarah skirted around to her other side. while thinking over whether or not she'd been too clumsy. Perhaps now a small apology for her abrupt 'appearance' was in order; so with a little magic, dropped another (particularly large) turften flower upon Loranna's lap where no one would see it. This was done particularly to avoid others questioning it. It is a flower, it would not cause a mess and curiously, none of the nectar would spill. But this was a different, more vivid hue from the others set upon the platter, a specifically rare kind. The same ones which Samarah recalled seeing in this particular flower's native dimension. She hoped this wouldn't be more of a cause for alarm though. That was certainly not the intention. With a tiny sigh, Sammy knew she needed more time to solidify before actually introducing herself to the others. Though she was really just happy to see another familiar face. As an additional measure...also to try and see if any of these guests were the disturbance she detected; Samarah emitted a gentle pulse of energy from her aura which passed through the room and into the walls, rapidly encompassing the entirety of the building. Only those especially sensitive to magic would take notice, others might get a brief warm or cool sensation rippling across their nerves. It was harmless of course, and sadly, turned out to be too subtle a means to ferret out the information she felt she was missing. 'Too soon, perhaps. But still, something's not right.' She thought, opening her eyes and now skirting around the table and towards a more open part of the room. 'And I'd rather head it off at the pass before it worsens.' Her unseen eyes wandered towards Areya, and wondered if she too had noticed anything.
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 4:16 pm
Location: Dining Room
Company: Lady Areya, Alois, Gen, Loranna, Xavier, Dodette, Cold chill, and others yet unknown.
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 5:21 pm
Location: Dining Room
Company: All attending the brunch
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2015 9:53 pm
 Hoheo Taralna, Rondero Tarel... Alois's lips curled into an almost feral smile as he looked at Nick, his cool blue eyes had turned sharp and icy cold as Nick had spoken to him about proper behavior, and had called him a monster. Alois already knew he was one, he was cursed and he fully embraced and accepted that. In some small way,he actually looked forward to his own death.
"I have earned it.. probably more then any-others around this table that are proclaiming their own titles. " he said in a bitter tone. He wasn't always happy with the way he'd become the Earl, though it was the only way to do it. The only way to escape what had become of him, and what had been done to him day in and day out. Alois had been willing to do anything to put an end to that time of his life. Including, sell his soul, though he never really regretted that part of his decision. He took a short breath and let the bitter tone fade away, that was the past.. he tried to keep it there. Though sometimes in the dead of nights it would rise up and he would wake shaking from the dreams, crying out for Claude to come protect him. But he wasn't about to tell this lot that.
"And pray do tell.. Why should I bother with the restraints and confines of a proper society when I don't need to. I don't need to impress anyone here, none of you are my targets, nor do I care what you truly think of me. " he said as he took another bite of his food. He leaned back in his chair still looking at Nick, the yelp from the self proclaimed Princess went unnoticed by him at this time, well not unnoticed but he didn't care if it was from the snake he'd tossed or if she'd spilled hot food in her lap. He listened briefly to the explanation from the Ringmaster of this Den of Demons about the food preparations and then smirked again.
"Besides.. Nick.. I'm going to die soon. I won't last more then a couple years at most.. and that's only IF it takes that long. I already know there will be nobody at my funeral. And I don't need anyone there. " he said as he took another bite of food then set his fork down.
"So.. again.. explain to me why I should bother with acting as anyone or anything but myself to these people? Or acting as an Earl is supposed to act in high society, to anyone unless I need to or am ordered to by the Queen herself?" he said to him in a slightly snide tone. He leaned forward those pale blue eyes watching Nick
"Please.. explain it to me. I would love to hear the justification for that. " he said to him in a cold tone.
....Never leave my side Claude!
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 7:28 am
A.J. BLACK Location: Outside
Mood: Uncertain
Company: NobodyAJ had seen a lot in his life. But after coming through the fog, a fog thicker than he had ever seen before, he was starting to question the "I've seen everything" phrase which he was fond of.Starting with the damn fog, he thought. Upon his arrival, his body crumpled in on itself as he felt sharp pains all over his body. His eyes squeezed shut as he fell to the ground, his body's natural fight increasing tenfold. It was like the demon inside of him needed to be released, and the angel was trying to protect him without letting the other side take control. God, I hate this! Black thought, as he started to burn, almost literally. Then the angel spread its wings and a white light covered his body. His eyes flashed red and his fangs grew out and then...nothing.
He woke up a few minutes later, the fog having receded, and somehow he was lying on the ground and a horse was coming near him. What the hell was that? Some kind of shield? AJ thought as he stood to meet the horse and rider. Now that the pain had passed, he realized that the angel inside him had saved him, yet again. The battle between the two sides continued, but no more or less than usual. His vampire instincts stayed quiet, and the demon and angel fought mercilessly. But he could think, now, and figured out that something had tried to extract his demon from him, literally. He just had no idea what it was or how he had been spared.
The carriage drew close, and he could see the rider, who asked him to climb into the vehicle. As he did not know where he was, it seemed the best option, and he took the ride up to the estate. Walking in, still not talking (for he was trying to recover), Black filled out some paperwork offered him in a daze, but paused when he noticed the thumbprint. There, he spoke his first words in the house. He knew something like that could track him, and he didn't want to be tracked. "Absolutely not! Where am I and what is this place? Are you trying to do tests on me too???"Everyone was always trying to test him, to see how he was still alive with the forces of good and evil inside of him. And the myth of vampires was always put aside, as he never really showed himself to be, unless he was feeding, and the genes inside him stayed quiet, to let the battle between angel and demon take its course. He was not going to let some more strangers do more experiments. He refused.(((OOC: Sorry if this isn't a good first post, I have to work in ten mins and am in a hurry XD. I'll edit if needed, but hopefully I did okay.)))
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 1:09 pm
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xxxxxxxxxdinner guests ; familiar presence
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxconfused ; excited
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Loranna calmed down ever so slightly, her eyes glancing over at the boy however, thinking he had somehow played some trick on her. The fae gave another soft sigh, wondering what she wished to ask Lady Areya first. Nick had answered a few of her questions, but there was more to it than that. Why was the lady living here, and how? A place so powerful usually had a mind of its own, so to speak.
However, before she could put her thoughts into words, she felt a small and sudden weight on her lap. Frowning, she leaned back slightly to peer downward and nearly screamed again. It was perfect, one of the largest turften flowers she had ever seen. It was fit for her grandfather to eat. Or someone else in power. Fear gripped her heart then, and her hands trembled. She swallowed thickly as she gently cupped the flower with both hands, though not raising it onto the table. Before she could even think of how or who, let alone the why, Loranna visibly shivered as she felt a pulse of pure energy roll through her, warming her up inside and out. Unbidden, a single tear welled up and rolled down her cheek. Lor knew that feeling; it was such a familiar sensation, and the signature of it, for all magic left a signature, was telling as well. And yet, she couldn't quite place it. She did know that it was a kind, but powerful memory.
No longer with worry or fear in her heart, Lor gave a soft laugh, her gaze lingering on the summoned flower in her lap. Finally, she peered over at Nick first.
"It's fine, sir. Everything is fine." Without waiting for an answer, the fae turned her attention to Lady Areya. She would have to keep in mind the wonderful prowess of the manor's chef, but for now, Lor had much more on her mind.
"Lady Areya, while I'm grateful for your hospitality, even in the face of such a...--" Her piercing gaze flitted to Alois for the merest of moments before continuing,
"--Such an assortment of strangers, you must tell me how you came across this place. Or your family, at least." It was possible, she realized, that perhaps Areya had been born here, in this place of raw and pure magic. She was about to inquire about the presence that she had just felt and could vaguely still sense, but refrained for now.
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 2:11 pm
Dødette Ragnarok
Intel:
Location: Inside, dining hall
Presence: Xavier, Areya, Nick, Loranna, Gen, Alois
Dødette was relieved to know she could loosen up that much more during her stay at the estate. Her second question would wait until Areya answered Lorrana's question, she did not wish to bombard Areya with questions, as it seemed there were things stressing Areya out this early day. Her second question would regard one of the two things Dødette had brought along with her in the metal suitcase. As she finished up the soup she'd been eating, she noticed Lorrana shiver. She didn't read too much into it; People get random chills sometimes, nothing suspicious about that. "But is she hiding something?" Lorrana had looked down into her lap for some reason moments before Dødette had noticed her shiver. "God, I really am out of place here. Apparently most everyone has some kind of magic and odd ticks. But that just makes things more interesting." Xavier still hadn't replied to her, and she was fine with that. Maybe he'd decided to buzz off, maybe she intimidated him out of replying.
Dødette started on the last part of her meal, a small side-salad. Normally she'd eat far more, given she burned the energy away incredibly fast every day. But she wasn't going to have anyone think she was a bottomless pit, even though she kind of was. Not a good impression. She also wasn't going to be without solid meals, which was fairly normal for her. So cutting back was the logical thing to do during her vacation. She then decided she'd go for a run to get more exercise in after the meal was over, as well as have a better look around the area. She was also looking forward to seeing the body of water nearby, her research had brought back an interesting fact, that the sand was pink, rather than a light tan or pale brown; She knew this was a highly abnormal color for Earth sand. Nonetheless, viewing lakes and oceans and such was always interesting to her, as there were essentially none of those on Brugham. She'd seen plenty of bodies of water on other planets, but enjoyed them all the same. It could be a good opportunity to go swimming, as well. And to her, that was the only thing better than looking at water - being inside it.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 6:50 am
 Location biggrin ining Hall
Company: Loranna, Earl Trance, Lady Stormbringer, Estate Guests
Mood: Talkative
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 7:58 am
Hoheo Taralna, Rondero Tarel... His head turned from Nick when the Masked one spoke up and answered the question he'd posed Nick. A faint smirk played over his lips as she questioned his comments on death, and his claiming he'd earned a title that you usually were born with. There was also her comments on getting friends and regretting it later. He grinned a bit more and then he laughed at her. Once again Alois leaned to the side and propped his cheek on his fist.
"I'll address everything you said Masked Lady" To her grinning a bit more, as if Nick were forgotten already. And sort of he was, the man was taking his sweet time in answering, so he might as well talk to the masked girl.
"I am calm about my death. I know it's going to be coming, I have no chance to escape it nor do I desire to escape it. In fact.. I'd probably pass up on my wish for Claude to take my soul sooner." he said to her blandly.
"As for Earning my title.. I did, and while I can be crude.. there's no need for me to go into detail how I earned it. I don't think the stomachs at this table would appreciate it. Suffice to say.. the man who I called father....I had him killed. He wasn't dying fast enough for my needs and wants. " he said to her as if were discussing the weather. That also ended the day in and day out torment that the former Earl had put him and the other boys though. His first order as soon as that was done and the boys freed, was to have every last one of those damned kimono's burned to ash and buried very far away from the estate.
"As for friends. I don't need them. I have Claude, that's the only person I need to look at me, the only person who I want to look at me " he said to her as he sat up. Not that he did much anymore. Alois was worried, wondering had Claude become bored of his soul. His brother, the only person who he'd ever actually cared for...The only person who'd ever cared for him was long since dead. Alois could still remember the feel of his rapidly cooling body in his arms. He shut his eyes and took a breath, then stood up.
"What will happen to my body after I die, I can only assume it will likely be tossed into some rubbish bin left to rot. None that call me family will mourn my death. They will be too busy quibbling over who gets what from my estates. That's the only thing they do now while I'm alive, after my death they won't have me in the way is all. " he said to her. Alois put both his hands on the table and leaned forward.
"And I have no need to make friends with anyone in this Den of Demons. I have my demon, and he's the only one I need or want." he said to her firmly. He straightened up and looked at Nick once more.
"If you ever feel like actually coming up with some answer, find me. I'll hear you out for amusement's sake. But all this boring talk has caused me to loose my appetite. And from your dear Leader's reaction to my arrival last night, I'm going to assume that I am not needed for any of you talks. " he said. He offered a mock bow to the lot of them and then turned to leave. Alois was tired of thinking of the past, and he could feel the chill in his body from thinking of his brother's death, his stomach was starting to twist in knots. Every time, it happened every time he thought of him. The smell of the smoke and the screams of the dying rang in his ears vivid and as if he were there again. He rubbed his arm slightly as a shudder rundown his spine. Thinking of that along with what the former Earl had done to him.... it wasn't a pleasant combination. Alois rubbed is temples willing the images to go back into whatever hell in his mind they crawled out of when he thought about those things.
"Where the hell is Claude... I want him to get me out of here" he muttered to himself. Perhaps later today he could try getting back though that fog that surrounded this place.
....Never leave my side Claude!
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 10:27 am
Location biggrin ining Hall
Company: Loranna, Earl Trance, Lady Stormbringer, Estate Guests
Mood: Talkative
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 11:09 am
Hoheo Taralna, Rondero Tarel... Alois had ignored the rest of the girls questions. She'd finally put one and one together, took her long enough. For a bunch of demons nobody seemed to comprehend having a walking meal in their midst. And the confusion in her voice, perhaps she was a new demon or something silly like that. He didn't really care. Of course then she went on with the comment about demons and not loving their meals. He knew that, he knew that very well. He was just food to Claude.. but that didn't mean he couldn't long for.. well he put it out of his mind. He already had enough of a headache from thinking about his brother and the formal Earl.
"Damnit Claude.. why don't you hurry up and get me out of here.. " He sighed slightly as he looked out one of the windows and at the fog that surrounded them. she was right though, just what was he doing here? it really didn't make any sense at all. He wasn't a demon, he wasn't innocent, and he certainly didn't belong here. The Ringmaster's reaction to his arrival proved that fact right there. Alois rubbed his temples once more, closing his eyes. Stupid memories, he hadn't thought of his brother in quiet a while just because of this reason! Alois took in a couple slow breaths and rubbed his temples more. Just as he was starting to feel a bit better, he heard footsteps coming. Alois scowled as he straightened up, dropping his hands from his temples to his hips. Just because the memories were bothering him didn't mean he needed to let any of them see that! He scowled slightly when he saw it was the Masked girl.
"Tch.. couldn't leave it alone could you?" He said crossing his arms and leaning against the wall and looking at her with his cool blue eyes. He huffed slightly as he glowered at her.
"Fine. yes I know Claude doesn't love me and sees me as nothing but food. I'm not stupid. So if you've come here with some silly thought of trying to convince me of that fact.. Save your mask covered breath. " he said to her dismissively. Alois uncrossed his arms and then made a shooing motion to her.
"Off you go." He said shooing her more. His headache wasn't going away.
....Never leave my side Claude!
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 6:46 pm
Dødette Ragnarok
Intel:
Location: Inside, dining hall; bedroom; Outside, wandering
Presence: Xavier, Areya, Nick, Loranna, Gen, Alois Eavesdropping, as well as being able to listen to more than one thing at once, was one of the many things that were almost second nature to Dødette, as she listened to all the conversation around the table. And Alois had just proven himself to be more interesting than she'd initially thought. Just about anyone can talk calmly of things most consider dark or gruesome and such, but there was, to her, always a stark difference between someone who'd been trained by themselves or others to speak in such a way, and those to whom it just came naturally to, to seemingly not care. She heard Gen as well speak in a similar manner, but she didn't take the girl for the type to take lives for sport and/or money. "One more piece of common ground among this group, then." She decided to save her other question for later - she could wait until later on to ask, since her plans to explore about would suffice for now; she was eager to learn what she could about her new surroundings. But as for now, she was finished with her meal, stacking her used dishes neatly and placing the used utensils inside the bowl in which the soup had been. After standing up, she glanced about, and spoke as she pushed her chair in: "Well, this was an interesting experience making acquaintance with you all." Once she'd exited the dining hall, she walked leisurely down the hall. She briefly watched Gen and Alois interacting again, out of the corner of her eye. Dødette kept her amusement internal when she saw him shooing the girl away just as she passed them. Dødette headed back up the stairs to change up her outfit a bit to make her wandering about easier. Once done, she went outside, passing through the back patio, and continued off, walking fairly slow to take in everything. Appearance:
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2015 8:43 pm
Location biggrin ining Hall
Company: Loranna, Earl Trance, Lady Stormbringer, Estate Guests
Mood: Talkative
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