Good morning!
Doubtless my surname rings a bell, ahh, but I've never been one for the public eye. Leave that to Brother and Sam, and their wonderful inventions. IIIIIII am the one, the only, Michael Carswell- better known as 'Uncle Mikey', if you come here already acquainted with my wonderful nephew Sammy-dearest.
There's not much to say of myself, I'm afraid! I like fine wine and fine company, but who doesn't? And parties! But not the high society sort. Too stuffy. Hardly any fun at all.
Give us a bell, then, won't you dears? I don't bite! Well, not when I'm trying to be a gentleman! Hahaha! ...And do also give Sammy-boy a poke on the nose from me. heart
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She would be unaware of the rumors as shes a recent arrival to society, and is almost a scandal as a ward of one eccentric Lord Michael of the house of Archson. Shes pretty unaware of social conventions. Perhaps I could send them a card... Is that the typical wedding salutation?
And yeah, I know you're Sam. 3nodding
Although there are still people in the WG whose mules I mix up/probably don't know about. <<;
Captcha says: "I like you!"
Awww.
Thanks, Captcha. I like you too.
"People are just bad. They do not like the things that scare them or are different." he said, gently. "I think you are very special,
though. You are so kind and you understand things that other humans do not. That is special." He smiled.
"Wow..Master vampire. He sounds very powerful."
He looked up at Michael curiously. Who could ever have reason to go after such a kind man?
"That is stupid, Signore Carswell. People should marry whoever they love."
fact that he was not vicious by choice, and he was grateful."You are right, Signore Carswell..You are right. It is very shocking to
hear a human who understands, you know.. You are such smart and kind and good man...You really are.." he smiled at him, in awe.
At the mention of the one who bit Victoria he nodded his agreement. "Si, he must have beenvery, very thirsty or hurt really badly. I do not think
he can be blamed so much. But it is still wrong to bite child. I never have, Signore Carswell." he smiled shyly at him.It seemed important to
have this man think highly of him. He glanced over at Sam as well, curious as to why he didn't respond, but found his focus taken instead by the
devices in Michael's ears, standing on tiptoe to try to see them more clearly. It was just a matter of moments before he had returned to the wrist, however.
He had begun to dig his fangs into the man's wrist deeper. "Um..He left me because he said I was too vicious."
so far as he could perceive. He hadn't even seemed to have felt anything.
"Ohh.. My master is from London!" he said excitedly, pausing drinking to speak. "Do you like better there? Ohh, are you very rich? You dress like
you are very rich" he smiled before resuming.