The mansion is three stories and a basement and is laid out as described below:
3rd floor: Servants , guards, and maids rooms. Storage rooms. 2nd floor: Victoria's room, other main guest rooms, library, Victoria's office. Main floor: Entryway, main entry and exit, parlor room, kitchen, dinning room, ballroom. Basement: A small area in the back is set aside as cells for prisoners. This was actually part of the mansion's original design in the late 1800s, but they are rarely used now. The basement mostly houses weapons for the guards, armor, and wine.
Each bedroom on the 2nd floor has it's own connecting bathroom, which was part of a renovation done in the late 1900s. The 3rd floor has one main large bathroom for men and one for women. There is also a large iron gate that wraps around the entire property. There is a stable outside, that houses five horses. A large garden, several acres, etc.
It is also important to note that all of the windows in the mansion have special tinting on the windows that block out the sun.
[align=left]❝[color=purple] Follow me through the night, [/color]❞[/align] [align=center]❝[color=Darkgray] we are sisters of the light. [/color]❞[/align][align=right]❝[color=purple] We are daughters of sin, wild and free. [/color]❞[/align]
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[/center][/size] [center][size=10] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4BbsCvFpsdI&index=20&list=PLEAJHLnMAmW4lnL4BPRwUi5JdvPZe7osJ][color=darkslategrey][u]The Song of my Soul[/u][/color][/url][/size][/center][center][i][size=9][color=purple] She mourns beneath the moonlit sky, Remembering when they said goodbye. Never forget what I did, what I said, When I gave you all my heart and soul. Morning will come and I know we’ll be one, Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me. [/i][/size][/center][/color]
Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 4:09 pm
Zetsu-Hon
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞
❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞
❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞
↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
Outside the warehouse had been car waiting for them. Victoria herself did not know how to drive, but her guards did. She preferred horseback herself, or to run, but as it stood driving attracted less attention. So driving it was. Plus, the car had tinted windows. The ride was silent, as they went back to the mansion, which was a bit of a drive. To be honest, part of that was because Victoria was subject to the phases of the sun and the higher the sun got the weaker she became. It was hard to want to talk or carry a conversation, when one felt drained of energy. And the guards were polite enough not to bring it up, and instead turned on the cold air, and explained a bit to their new comrade, some of the attributes of the home that were for shifters specifically. Such as the housing in the back, away from the main house, for the families, and less...stable shifters. Small things. The rule about rotating shifts, mostly so he would know that the guards he saw during the day would not be the same ones he saw at night.
When the arrived it was growing dark again. The lady was feeling much better and even put on a smile as the car was stopped in front of the house, after entering through the heavy iron gates. The guards got out after turning the car off, and opened the door for the lady.
People were moving everywhere. They varied in ages and attributes. But most were shifters or vampires. There were a couple halfbreeds, and one or two elves or fairies, but mostly shifters or vampires. People varied in ages pretty heavily and everyone seemed happy. There was no dark overlooming cloud over the whole place.
"Welcome, Warren, to my home, and now yours." She said gently. "It is my ancestral home, with some restorations and additions. You will have to forgive the staff. You are the newest arrival and they will all be curious.But I promise that they mean no harm by it." Whether or not he took her at her word was for him to decide, but...she smiled back at them all and everyone seemed fairly happy. People got shelter and food by working here. And by working for her they were taken care of under Vampire law. They were not 'up for claim', and it meant a lot to those who otherwise would be subject to first come first serve as potential slaves. Being a maid was better than being a slave any day of the week. Especially for someone like Victoria who didn't beat or starve people.
She led the way into the house, where people were abuzz. Night was when most came to life in the house, following her own schedule. She'd given everyone a choice on the matter, but everyone seemed to think it was most suitable to be awake when she was , for the most part. "Your room is next to mine on the second floor, but the kitchen is here on the main floor and at your disposal. As is the library, which is just across from your room." She wasn't sure where he stood with skills like reading, since former and current slaves varied with such things, but she wanted him to know that it was all there. "The staff sleep on the third floor, so you will have some privacy, and wont have to share your room."
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky, Remembering when they said goodbye. Never forget what I did, what I said, When I gave you all my heart and soul. Morning will come and I know we’ll be one, Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
Warren sat silently in the car as they drove for what seemed like forever. He did noticed as the sun came to a rest she seemed more, peppy in a way. He watched out the window till they stopped and the door was open for the lady. He stepped out after her looking at the all the people around, he hadn't ever in his life been around this many strangers at once. It was new and a bit overwhelming for a man who was so use to being locked up and shown off. Warren kept his eyes moving as he followed to the house, it was quite something, what she had going on here.
Walking into the house he looked around, it was a nice place compared to what he had before he was captured. He looked pretty calm and laid back as she spoke to him. His hands in his pockets as he wondered a little. He listened as she explained about the rooms where things were and such. After a bit he stopped moving and turned his gaze to her.
"So what will you have me do first?"
He was use to orders, what he was to do around the masters/mistress home. He was a large and strong man who didn't mind getting dirty and doing work. He assumed she would have something for him to do, or had something planned out. Like getting to know him threw questions, having him meet certain people and know certain things about the home and her. Laying around was not something he liked to do, he always felt restless. Always wanting to move and do something, that partially had to do with his beast self hiding with in.
Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2018 7:16 pm
Zetsu-Hon
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞
❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞
❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞
↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She stopped to look at him, thinking hard on what he had just asked. She'd forgotten that he might have a different mindset than others that came to live at the manor. "Well, perhaps a shower might be in order, yes?" He did smell of the warehouse. His scent was obvious, but he still smelled like various other things. It was an array of ...odd things. She wasn't sure if she liked it so she couldn't begin to imagine what he thought of it. "Afterwards we can tour the training facility if you would like. You can meet the other guards you might work with on occasion. I have an errand to run tomorrow evening, but I wanted to give you a night to settle in first, before we had to do that. I thought it might be more suitable to you." She did not like the idea of arriving and leaving the same night. It didn't bode well for an errand of such importance.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, thinking about the fact that she likely sounded horrible as it was. "Do you need any food or, medical treatments? I can send something for you."
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky, Remembering when they said goodbye. Never forget what I did, what I said, When I gave you all my heart and soul. Morning will come and I know we’ll be one, Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
Warren looked at the ground and sort of laughed to himself at the mention of needing a shower. He had become so use to it he almost forgot what he must smell like to other. Looking back up at her he nodded then looked at his clothes for a moment
"These are the only clothes I have with me."
His clothes were the clothes he was sent back to the warehouse in. Just some cheap and casual clothing, jeans, underwear, socks, boots and a hoodie. He looked at her for a moment then she spoke about food, and his eyes sort of shifted again for a moment. He knew what he wanted but he would have to be the one to hunt it down, so he shook his head no.
Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2018 1:02 pm
Zetsu-Hon
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞
❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞
❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞
↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
She felt awful. How could she be so ill prepared? It was a stupid thing for her to not have ready for him. She lowered her eyes for a moment in thought, and then she lifted her eyes. "I apologize. I should have been better prepared. To be honest, most who come here come to be employed. I have never brought someone here myself." But she needed someone who was here to stay, someone that was not going to leave when their own lives dictated it. She needed someone who she could depend on...because her own life kept her at a standstill. Everyone around her flittered in and out. She didn't blame them...but it did nothing to suit what she needed in the long run. It made her feel isolated, and it increased the chances of her ending up cold and distant. It was the best way to become a horrible vampire that people feared. Just become cut off from the world with nothing and no on to reign you in...and suddenly you are the monster from children's stories.
"Follow me, please." She said softly. She turned and led towards her office, which was nearby and on the same floor. She pulled the key out of her pocket and unlocked the door, pushing it open. Inside were most of her own portraits from her human life. But many were damaged, faded, or hardly worth anything now. She had restored her family's portraits, but not her own. She went over towards a chest against a wall, under a window. Kneeling down on the ground, she carefully opened it up.
It creaked as if it were heavy and old. It was.
Opening it, reached several things. She gently went through what was inside, until she pulled out a shirt and trousers, holding them in her arms. She stood back up and went over towards him, offering them to him. "They should fit you. The boy who once owned them was near you height. The style will be a bit old, but....they are clean. I will have more things for you tomorrow. I apologize for not having this already taken care of." They were her older brother's. Or at least they had been. The shirt was a cream color, a bit faded with age. It had originally been white. The trousers dark brown. But hey...clean. She'd re-sewn and repaired parts of the clothes herself. The trunk was full of her brothers' things. She'd kept her mother and father's things in other places. Her brothers had eventually moved away, well...sort of. One had died in a war. The other from sickness after marriage. But they'd had children. Her line eventually died out completely in the late 1870s, but this property had been long forgotten by then, simply kept safe in the family name. But...forgotten all the same.
She hoped that this would be alright for the male, and that he would not be offended. "If you do not like it, I am sure I can ask one of the guards to lend you something."
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky, Remembering when they said goodbye. Never forget what I did, what I said, When I gave you all my heart and soul. Morning will come and I know we’ll be one, Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
Warren didn't say anything after she spoke, but followed in silence. He followed her as she led him to her office and stepped in a bit after she unlocked the door and walked in herself. He looked around noticing the paintings, noticing the only ones that where in good condition were the ones of a group of people, not the ones of herself. He let his eyes wander the room till he heard the creek of the old chest and turned his attention to it. He watched her as she pulled out some clothes, clearly not from this area. He nodded as he was given them. Even if they were not to his liking he was not about to say so to his new mistress.
"Thank you, I'll go clean myself up now."
He sensed something about these clothes, they were not just something she happened to have, they were in a chest in a locked office. He took the clothes carefully in his hands and made his way to the stares and up to where his room was, assuming his room would have a bathroom.
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2018 6:42 am
Zetsu-Hon
❝ Follow me through the night, ❞
❝ we are sisters of the light. ❞
❝ We are daughters of sin, wild and free. ❞
Handing him the clothes felt, in part, like handing over a piece of her soul. It felt like betrayal, but she knew it was the right thing to do and that helped to soothe the ill feelings. Straightening up, she put on a soft smile. "I will be sure that tomorrow evening new clothes are ready for you." She should have been more prepared, and she chastised herself for it silently. But as he left to go get clean, she did feel a sort of relief.
WIP
↙☾ Victoria ☾↘
((There is a general floor by floor layout of the house up above in the description. He is on the second floor, so his room has an adjoining bathroom.))
She mourns beneath the moonlit sky, Remembering when they said goodbye. Never forget what I did, what I said, When I gave you all my heart and soul. Morning will come and I know we’ll be one, Cause I still believe that you’ll remember me.
