Voss
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Post by Voss on Dec 30, 2015 9:14:03 GMT -5
Anya would smile at how flustered Sarah would get watching her stammer she thought it was so cute. Reminded her about her self. Around those that she was comfortable with she often would open up. But with those she was on a intimate level with she could never be this open, she was always to embarrassed shy wisp. Éloïse could not help but smile as well looking up from her work seeing her brother come in with a freshly clipped flower. Anya would move to Sarah and start to play with her hair.
" Do you want me to braid your hair?" She asked softly before Sarah started to spill the beans so to speak. Anya just froze for a moment turning bright as a tomato again. Éloïse would laugh heartily as she continued to make the shoes. tamping and stitching the sole of the shoe to the rest, her work was quick and clean she would smile seeing her brother clipping the thorns off the rose colored dark red.
He would move his hand over it and it would become encased in something that made it stand out and preserve it. He would then attach a hair pin, he would crouch to Sarah's level holding out it to her, his gloved hands with finger tips peaking through. " For you to match your beauty" Éloïse would roll her eyes at him being overly romantic. " She was just blushing because her bite is in a intimate place. " This only Made Anya blush deeper as she fidgeted with Sarah's hair.
" These shoes will do you more then a year, soon as one becomes worn down I will take the sole off and replace it. Though I will ask that you bring money, or at least Anya so she can pay for it " Éloïse chuckled knowing she would pay for the repair if her master was not as generous as Damien in money. She would move around to Sarah before she would take a foot in hand giving her a pair of stockings to wear. She would roll them up her leg before she would switch to the other foot.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Dec 30, 2015 12:14:29 GMT -5
"You can if you want," Sarah murmured, feeling relaxed since Anya was playing with her hair. Concern grabbed her by the shoulders when Anya froze, and its grip tightened when Eloise laughed. She felt her ears grow hot. Did she say something weird?
But her attention quickly went to Killian, eyes widening a bit when he held the rose clip out. The hotness in her ears traveled to her cheeks and down to her neck. Beneath her freckles she was red. "I wouldn't say that," she said when she gained enough courage to speak, looking down at her hands instead of his face. "But … thank you." Hesitantly, a hand grabbed the pin from him, and gently cupped it in her lap with the other one.
Even as Eloise spoke her eyes stayed down. "Oh," she replied, raising her brows slightly. "So does a bite have to be in an … intimate place, or can it be anywhere?" Finally she looked up and turned to look at Anya, as if she were asking her. But in reality it was meant for anyone who was willing to give an answer.
Sarah's response to Eloise was to nod, giving her a thumbs up sign. "Payment next time, got it." With one hand still holding the clip her other one grasped at the dress to lift the folds so that Eloise could gain better access to her feet. She was kind of glad she didn't have to do it; it was hard trying to reach her shoes the first time. But, "I could've done that," she protested a bit.
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Voss
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Post by Voss on Dec 30, 2015 12:41:47 GMT -5
Anya would relax starting to braid her hair but when she turned to look at her she merely smiled staying silent unable to speak now that she was overly embarrassed. Éloïse smiled seeing Anya have Sarah turn her attention forward again as she started to braid her hair again. "No Miss " Was all she said, her brother would smile watching her. " It can be any where. On your wrist, " His fingers would brush against his wrist," Your neck," His hand reached out gently brushing along her neck and shoulder.
" And of course as these two have said Intimate places. Usually only a scion has that privilege of being that deeply intimate with their Master. " Anya could not turn a darker shade of red all over her cheeks, neck and ears. Killian would smile shaking his head," Who knows what your Master may do. He may make you were a pink bow instead" Éloïse made tch noise as if he was crazy. " Do not listen to my brother he wont put only a pink bow on you if he does not want any one else bothering you. " She said with a hiss making him back away slowly shrugging.
Turning her attention back to Sarah she would smile " My dear it is no trouble, I work with feet all day. So doing this is muscle memory for me. I could do it in my sleep." She would slide her boots on tightening the cord for them tight along the side. " This boot is meant for parties and the such. The other two are more of something you would do a lot of walking in, as if you were traveling far by foot. " The other too were made of one sect of leather shaped for her foot alone. This one was shaped for her as well, but the side was tied together to show some flesh behind the cord. " Enjoy " She said with a smile standing up slowly.
Killian watched Anya fish the braid, walking over he would crouch down taking the hair pin placing by Sarah's ear before he would cup her face as he stood up slowly before letting go. " Perfection " He said softly. Éloïse smiled and nodded in agreement, the sun out side seemed to be setting. " I had not realized that the day had gone that far into evening already. " Anya would smile" Neither had I. " She whispered looking down at Sarah. " are you ready?"
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Dec 30, 2015 16:31:02 GMT -5
Killian's touch made her shiver and goosebumps to rise. She's never been touched like that before. No, not at all. Shoot, she didn't even have her first kiss yet. (It made her wonder how people her age were getting pregnant.) Needless to say she didn't worry that Killian didn't like her now.
The goosebumps receded when he did. She couldn't look at him. She tried to say that she could handle a pink bow – she had no interest in being bitten. But she let Eloise speak, and felt her heart clench at the words "anyone else bothering you." Maybe if that mark was what made her not free game, she guessed she would have to suck it up.
That is, if her new master would mark her. It sounded as if it was a choice. His choice.
"Okay," she said after a pause, and watched Eloise as she worked on lacing the shoes up. "Thank you." But before she could stand up she was became still at Killian's touch. Once again, goosebumps traveled across her skin. That blush fired back up, but she couldn't hold back her sheepish smile.
Perfection...
She turned her head towards the windows, and became surprised at the orange glow of the sunset. Then her heart raced anxiously. She couldn't help but wonder what the king's brother would be like. "Y-yeah. I am." On shaky legs she stood. The boots felt wonderful on her legs. Soft as feathers. "They're wonderful." She wiggled her toes before taking a few steps. She was happy to say that they were easy to walk in, too. "Thanks again." Then after she gathered her things, she waited for Anya to lead her out the door.
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Voss
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Post by Voss on Dec 30, 2015 19:04:08 GMT -5
Éloïse watch Sarah gather up her things as her and her brother bowed to her. " You are most welcome. " She smiled to Sarah as she eyed her work. "Good luck Poppet" she said softly when her brother seemed to move as if he was going to follow them out as Anya lead the way she would gib him in the rib cage. " Yes, Good luck " He would smile to Sarah it a slight devilish grin. They would close the door behind them the lock engaging and the door frame lighting up sealing it from other ways of being entered. Anya would move towards the Military district.
It was more like a ruin with tents camped out inside of it, the many pillars from another Era etched in a language that had been forgotten to the outside world. It lead along steps going down into a ruined courtyard into the area were the tents made of Goat skin where laid out so that the General's tent was in the middle of the many companies. Anya would slow down seeing Guards placed along the outside of it, even as she arrived they did move at all or look at her. She would look back at Sarah waiting for her to catch up. She seemed all most Terrified to go inside, the royal guardsmen of the king where placed as th guard meaning he was inside speaking to his brother. She turned very pale like a child who had stayed out to late past curfew and knew a punishment was waiting.
As she stepped in the guard would move behind her and Sarah making sure that they would head straight to the Generals tent. The sound of two voices talking and laughing could be heard, as Anya got closer she could Hear Damien clearly. " And I remember your first sword fighting lesson. You had the instructor turned upside down and over himself after all most impaling him with a blunted weapon."
The sound of a deep voice chuckling would be heard, " I remember he all so told me that because I was not in line for the throne I would amount to nothing. I proved him wrong " The smell of spirits and wine filled the tent as two guards pulled back the flap for them to enter.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Dec 30, 2015 20:58:53 GMT -5
Sarah was silent as they walked, content that her day went better than she expected. And relieved slightly that they left the cobblers'; she caught sight of that grin Killian gave her. And it ignited something within her that she wasn't sure of. Something she'd never felt before.
As they went deeper into the military district, she scrutinized the tents with trepidation, but the runes on the pillars she looked at with a sort of awe. If she didn't have her hands full she would brush her fingers against them. The girl didn't even notice that she had slowed down until she glanced at Anya's pale face. She didn't turn around to look at the guard behind them.
She was too busy internally freaking out at the smell of alcohol and the deep voices. One, she recognized – the king's. And the other must be his brother. She wasn't sure, but she could take a guess that it was. Her new ... master. The taste of blood filled her mouth, causing her to realize that she had bit the inside of her cheek. Small pangs of pain pulsated with her heartbeat, but due to this she went into the tent flap first, as if shielding Anya a bit from who was inside.
Despite her internal squealing she was ready to throw herself under the bus for her friend. Because it was technically her fault for them being out so late.
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Voss
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Post by Voss on Dec 31, 2015 9:40:35 GMT -5
Damien shifted in his seat smelling blood his brother didn't move but his eyes dilated, when the flaps opened and Sarah was the first to rush in Damien would smile. Seeing his brother lose the humor on his face made his smile widen even more. " Ah hello come in Poppet" It did not have the same sound when Éloïse said it in a happy sounding voice, his sounded more grating as if in a mocking tone. Anya would move to Sarah's side seeing her Master sitting across from his brother who seemed most displeased that they were in his tent. Crevan would raise a brow and look at his brother" Looking to replace Anya are you?" He said with a dry laugh as he raised his glass to take a sip.
Damien looked at Sarah," Oh dear no. Anya is one of a kind. She is a gift." He pointed at Sarah and looked at his brother. Crevan's face tightened at the word gift. " I would be most gracious to Aguirre such a gift. Thank you greatly my brother. " He would raise taking up his helmet bowing to his brother, though his eye would flit to Sarah. Anya reached out to touch Sarah's hand but upon the bark of her Master she dropped her hand. " Anya and I must retire. Enjoy your present"
He would stand polishing off his drink before setting the glass down before walking out. Anya would look to Sarah quickly hugging her tightly. " Come Anya!" She would jump and slowly let go quickly adjusting the hair piece before she would duck out the flaps being closed behind her. The light from the moon gone it grew darker, Only a oil lamp lite up the table where scrolls and maps lay. His eyes seemed to all most glow in the dark, he no longer stood by the table where the light was. " Your name?" His figure moved slowly towards her, his eyes that royal color brilliant in the dark.
Damien stopped a few feat away from his brothers tent before turning on Anya who would throw her hands up as if going to block a smack. He chuckled at her reaction, " Really since when have I ever hit you?" His hand snaked past hers to gently cup her face, in a soft way. All the while he scanned the area to make sure no one was watching other then his royal guards. She turned slightly rosy around the cheeks as he leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips her knees going weak before she giggled softly it having a nervous tinge. " Never when alone Master. I know you need to act a certain way in front of others" She whispered and he smiled. " Specially the court. You know my wife knows about you yet you still shake around her as if your going to die. " Anya blushed deeply. " I fear she hates me" She whispered before being pulled into his clothing them smelling of ash and flowers.
She would press against his chest clinging to his shirt her body still shaking with fear. He seemed to enjoy the pheromone that mixed with her fear it dilated his pupils. " She has her own witch you know that. He does the same things for her that you do for me" His finger slowly drew up her neck before he sternly gripped her chin." Be calm" His glowing eyes looked into hers as her body would slowly stop tensing with fear from his focused gaze. " Good girl" He whispered before he stepped back from her walking up the path she would stand still for a moment before following him quickly holding her dress up so it would not get caught on something and trip her.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Dec 31, 2015 10:28:15 GMT -5
She stood still as a statue at the sound of Damien's voice. Sarah did feel supported when Anya came to her side, because she didn't know what she was doing standing all bravely like that. Terror seized her by the neck, closing it and her airway up so that she couldn't breathe.
Okay, so maybe she was hoping that Crevan would deny her. The military man was terrifying. Maybe it was because he lived in a tent. Or that helmet. Or how he looked at her and Anya as if they were cockroaches that crawled in here. But instead he thanked his brother. Thus she bit her cheek a bit harder, swallowing the blood that came out of the wound.
With one hand, since she had a lot of things to carry, she hugged Anya back, holding the witch tightly as she could to her. She, too, jumped at Damien's order, but let Anya take her time before she left. A childish hope loosened the terror's grip slightly, that Anya would stay with her just for tonight.
Though since it was childish she didn't feel crushed when she saw Anya's back.
She turned back around when she saw the flap close. Her eyes were down, toward her things in her arms. Otherwise she might have freaked out more than she already was when seeing the vivid eyes coming toward her. "Sarah," she said softly, her tongue rubbing her cheek softly.
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Voss
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Post by Voss on Dec 31, 2015 10:52:40 GMT -5
Crevan would stop upon hearing her name as if that alone meant something, he would turn his back to her. " Do you fear me?" He could smell fear when up this close, but he wanted to hear her speak what she felt. He would move over towards what seemed like the back wall to his tent. He would slide it aside to show a room with a bed dresser more light and something at the foot of the bed that seemed to be a seat, with pillows strewn across it.
The light that poured in from it lite up the formerly dark room. He would place his helmet on a stand, where he would start to remove his full armor. Leaving his tunic below. He had seen the way Anya had retreated and the look of terror on the girls face. "Can you tell me where you come from?" He sensed magic in her but had no clue as to what she was, he knew for a fact that she was not a pure blooded witch. If she had been he would of tied her up out side like a dog, He would sit on the pillowed seat leaning back.
" You can put your things in the Armoire, next to min cloths. Put your boots there as well" He could see that she had a hand full, he suspected that Anya had been trying to do something to make him soft towards her. That witch was always up to something, she always tried to make him like her. She was a kind enough of a woman, but he had trouble seeing past her magic she preformed regularly for his brother. Turning his attention back to her from her items " If you keep biting your cheek you will end up swallowing your own flesh. " Since he knew that Anya would not bring a injured girl to him he could only assume that she was gnawing on her cheek to keep her self calm.
He was wondering how taking her with him during mock battles was going to turn out, he all most thought about placing her in his large house in the fields before the city. But he hardly ever went there and had only one servent to keep it clean and like a shrine from his former wife. He scratched that from his thoughts before he sighed wondering if she would survive, for having a magical power of some kind she looked like a mere human and he knew that they could all bleed out so quickly.
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Jewel
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Post by Jewel on Dec 31, 2015 11:51:52 GMT -5
Sarah didn't move from her spot at first, which would make her answer to his question look like an utter lie. "No," she said after a pause. She only looked up when she heard the sound of a tent flap moving. Her eyes widened slightly at the hidden room, but then she tilted her head downward when Crevan started to strip of his armor.
"I'm from the human realm," she replied to him. At least, she believed that where she came from was a realm. This place seemed to be technology-free. In the human real there were only a few places that didn't have electricity, though none of them looked to still be in the Victorian era. Or Elizabethan. She really sucked at her eras.
She could get used to it though. Being dressed in pretty clothes in order to fit in. No TV or electricity or cellphones. She didn't have those anyway. The TV or the phone. Electricity she did have though; her parents would have gotten in trouble if they didn't. The family spent vacations out in the woods. But with a camper. As far as she's gotten when it came to the outdoors was how to build a fire. With charcoal fluid.
Slowly she walked into the room, looking up only slightly so that she could grab the knob to the armoire. Once it was opened she put the clothes she came with beside his, then the boots she got today on the bottom shelf. After that she went to close it. Of course, she stopped for a few moments when he commented about her biting her cheek. Her tongue swiped against it again as she closed the door.
And then she turned around, her fingers intertwining with each other now that they didn't have anything to do.
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"You have got to be joking."
Hannah did find her. Standing beside Kheelan and one of his dogs, she looked at the clearing that Sarah had been in before she traveled to a different realm. But there was just one problem.
Sarah wasn't there anymore.
"Her trail seems to just end right there," Kheelan muttered, pointing to where a few more of his canine companions sat and waited for him. "There was no rain to be spoken of here. She must have traveled to a different place."
Hannah knew that if she had there was magic involved. And like all of her family, the witch could sense where magic was used. This was not her family's magic that she sensed, but one of a vampire's witch. Her chest tightened, causing for her to have difficulty breathing.
She didn't know what had happened, but Sarah is now with vampires. And there was now a high chance that she couldn't get her back. "We have to go to the Isles," Hannah said loudly, face pale beneath her freckles.
"Why?"
"Can't the cu siths smell vampire?" She turned a 180 to march back to the King's huntsman. Her hands were on her hips, demanding. "Have them sniff out a vampire."
Immediately Kheelan produced a piece of cloth from the bag on his waist and bent down sightly so that the large dog could smell it. As soon as it was done it lurched forward in a lumbering manner. Not two seconds later it barked three times to show that it got a trail. And then it ended up with the rest of his companions twenty feet away.
"The Treaty, Hannah," Kheelan said warningly.
"I know."
"And I have to get approval from King Damien to cross into his realm."
"I know."
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Post by Voss on Dec 31, 2015 12:43:55 GMT -5
Crevan would chuckle hearing her say no but say nothing about it, watching her put her things away seeing her quickly feel she had nothing to do by her fidgeting. " Tell me more about the human realm it has been centuries since i have visited. Most of the witches but our fine bred have fled to the human realm. " He would put his foot above his knee crossing his legs like a gentlemen would do. His three of his fingers held rings. One was a royal seal, another was his personal seal and the third was his deceased wife's seal. " We at one time lived on equal terms. "
He whispered to himself before he turned his wife's ring over and over again his face stern. Motioning across from him to a chair that could be turned around and sat in so that he could see her with out having to crick his neck.
He would move turning the chair around before he sat back down pointing to the chair again. His wonder was how she possibly could be a witch with the deep fear she had, Anya's was because she thought she would disappoint her master. Not because she didn't believe she could end him with her magic, it would take some doing but she could manage it.
Though he did have to say she looked very fetching in the dress Anya had picked out for her and the boots were fancy, he had noticed the kind she had for traveling or working in as well. It had him thinking about the things he would buy her. He would try and shake that from his mind, he knew Anya was a tricky girl. She seemed to know what each and every person desire was, or what could distract them.
He assumed it was some type of magic she used, he noticed she used the tome a lot which her family was known to be the strongest in. Though they had been trying to become stronger in casting magic directly from their hand, since the blare family was no more according to the records. Which were strongly outdated.
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Damien would shove Anya against the wall his eyes shifting from the royal swirling purple with platinum flecks as he leaned down kissing her deeply in his office, her hands tight in his shirt working on his buttons. Till she heard the door knob jiggle, she would brace her self for a slap but nothing came. Her body shaking slightly as she tried to calm her self down, licking her lip feeling his razor sharp fangs had sliced it open a bit. He must of been ready to feed till the interruption, she would lick the the blood before one of his Advisers would come in. Lowering her eyes to the floor like a good pet. " You are interrupting me and not knocking!"
Damien hissed at the man who held a letter, Damien would snatch it from him. " that could of waited. I know the contents of it already. I caught Killian at lunch and discussed the issue already. Piss off" He growled the man would bow and go out again shutting the door. Damien would lock it quickly before rushing over to Anya hosting her up against him before sinking his fangs deeply into her neck, anya would let out a deep gasp as he pumped his pheromone turning the bite pain into pleasure. He was violent at drawing the blood from, making her body twitch as he pulled as much as he could with out killing her.
Once his maximum blood in take was filled his eyes would slowly turn back to the royal color, licking at her wound once pulling back would seal it. She cling to him lightly her grip slowly loosing its hold, He would smile licking his lips of her blood. " Stay awake" He whispered hoisting her up against his chest before he would sit down her body going limp in his arms her breathing deep and pained as if it was hard to breath. As she curled into him he would open a beautiful covered container, pulling out a treat he would place it on her tongue after she opened her mouth. " Do not chew let it melt " He whispered, she could hear his heart beat fast like he was frightened.
But she would say nothing just listening to it enjoying him holding her close. His fingers where gentle as he played with her skin along her shoulder going up her neck and into her hair. It was soon she was seeing dark and was asleep, his door would be heard unlocking before a man stepped in a suit with a monocle. " Do you have any letters you want to send out of the realm?" Damien would hold up a finger to his lips but nod. Pointing to his desk. Seven would be sent to the human realm and one to another. The man would smile turning his monocle before he would turn into a raven, flapping till he reached the desk he would walk over the papers as he did so the letters would disappear as if going into a invisible pocket.
The raven would take off out the open window as Damien continued to pet her hair, at least one of those was going to his daughter now that he knew where she was. He knew she was suppose to be in Tokyo this time of year, she refused to come home after the fiasco of a wedding and him finding out she had a child. Just thinking about her made his blood boil, this only made Anya smile in her sleep seeming he warmed up when angry. He knew that his daughter was across the sea now from Tokyo, at his brother's son's sect.
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Post by Jewel on Dec 31, 2015 13:18:47 GMT -5
Sarah sank slowly into the chair she was offered. Still, she couldn't look at him directly, but she did see the rings. More specifically the wedding band. (Was it a wedding band? It was on his ring finger, at least. She made the assumption.) A thrill of relief had her heaving an inaudible sigh.
No intimate places for her! Ha!
She didn't see his scrutinizing gaze on her; nonetheless she felt bare just sitting across from him. "The human realm is big," she started. "I know that much. I haven't been any farther than twenty miles from my home before I was kidnapped." Subconsciously, she rubbed her thumbs together. "I read about other places before, though. Like France and Germany and Russia. Those are pretty places."
Then she shrugged her shoulders. "But it can be scary too. There's no telling how many times there're reports about shootings and riots and stuff."
As she spoke, she relaxed a little bit. He hasn't moved in a threatening manner, at least not yet. And she was talking about something she knew a lot about. "I don't know about the witches part. At least I didn't. I thought I was only human until just recently. And before that I was surrounded by werewolves and were-cheetahs and were-monkeys. My eyes have seriously opened up to the realization that there are ... beings out there that are stronger than humans."
She was okay with that, but she still highly doubted that she herself was a witch. Even after King Damien's comment before she arrived at the Isles.
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Post by Voss on Dec 31, 2015 14:52:10 GMT -5
When she eyed his rings he stopped playing with his wife's seal ring, his wedding band being long gone. Listening to her speak about only being twenty miles from home made him Raise a brow, before he chuckled. She mentioned reading about places. " Why read when going their is much more fun. I enjoy a good trek across lands not only is it good for you but actually seeing the place with your own eyes is gratifying as well. "
When she spoke about it being scary he smiled. " Fear is just a warning. Courage comes from pushing past the fear and leaping head on into things. War is all around us, in the wild between animals and men. It is and always will be there as we all fight to live our lives. " He frowned wondering if she knew about the balance of nature and the reason behind it. Or how some felt it to be.
He leaned back in his chair his hands resting on his thighs. " You thought humans were the only creature with a mind? To think so small can be just as dangerous as a bullet in a gun in the hand of a mad man." If it was not for his eyes and fangs he would look like a normal man. " So do you know your place in life?" He asked his voice still sounding deep and rough, a pleasing grating noise.
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Damien would hum softly as she made little noises of being overly comfortable in his lap, as the door opened Laina would smile as she walked in her witch walking in a strut behind her a stick in his mouth as he flicked it around looking around the office. " You tuckered her out?" Her voice was high sounding but very soft and soothing as she spoke, it had a childish hint to it. He smiled up to his wife and nodded whispering to her. " It really does not take much with Anya" Liana would smile as her witch grew close kissing her neck gently, making Damiens eyes narrow lightly. He did not mind the mans touch on his wife but to be so bold to do it in front of him and bluntly had him second guessing letting her have a pet.
" What brings you to my office?" She would smile letting out a small giggle shooing her witch to let go of her before she shrugged. " We were suppose to go to one of the outer ilse's today." Damien would suck in a breath and touch his brow" I am sorry darling I had forgotten." He smiled to her sweetly as Anya shivered a little snuggling closer to him nuzzling up to his neck. " Tomorrow then If nothing else comes up, hm?" She would merely nod before walking around his desk to lean over Anya and give him a kiss.
" If you say so dear" She whispered before kissing Anya's cheek she would move slowly through the room before snapping her finger to catch her witches attention. Who seemed to be examining something on a shelf, He would chew on the stick before chuckling as he followed her out. Only to stop at the door and give him a cheesy smile as if to say I am going to do something you cant right now. He would shut the door leaving Damien to stew.
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Post by Jewel on Dec 31, 2015 21:06:25 GMT -5
"My family's never had much money. They were teachers. Teachers don't make a lot. Once in a while we would go camping. But that was it." Sarah smiled though. She did enjoy a good hike when she felt up to it. And she did want to explore what she believed to be her new home some more. She liked the town. But what about the flora and fauna?
"Well, I'm one of those people that would rather have peace than war." She saw a little bit of dirt under a fingernail, so as she spoke a little bit more she worked to get her nail clean. "But sometimes peace is more of a fairy-tail."
At his question she resisted the urge to wince. But she did pause in her mission. Even if his voice did sound wonderful in its masculine way. "I d-didn't mean it like that," she said, stuttering a bit. "I didn't know that there were other … species. I thought they were all myths until about seven months ago."
Though his final question made her finally look up at him. She was immediately taken aback at how handsome he was. Dang. Did all of the vampire royalty look like him? And then she realized she might be staring, when in actuality she looked at him for all of five seconds. Quickly, she looked back down at her lap and self-consciously tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I've never given it much thought. When I was taken from my home I thought I was going to die. There wasn't much use to thinking about the distant future when I was scared I won't see the light of day in the NEAR future."
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Dec 31, 2015 21:56:19 GMT -5
Crevan would smile when she looked up to him but when she looked down again he wondered why. He had watched her trying to clean her nails, he made a note of what he would be bying her tomorrow. It was rare that he slept or needed to, but at least once a month he slept he figured now he would have to change that habit. " Do you have night cloths?" He asked wondering if they thought to pick her up something for the night. He had not seen anything. He figured that if she did not have anything he could let her wear one of his shirts to sleep in. " You are here and your life will not end on my watch. So plan for your future " He said, he wondered if he she tattoo her like his brother did his witch. His thoughts were all so on weather he should mark her or not.
Many thoughts went through his head, about what should happen the next following days. He knew that Anya did not enjoy being cooped up and that is why Damien let her do what she wished. But he could not do that with Sarah yet, but he did not think he was ready to mark her. " Tomorrow before I head to the west part of the isle's I can buy you a few more things." He said in a deep yet soft careing voice. He would begin to pull off his tunic top. He would look down at his boots before kicking them off, he knew since she was from the human world meant she would not know what a servent did. Getting up he would walk towards the top of the king sized bed.
He would start pulling back the comforter then the many sheets made of silk, he would start to fluff the pillows. He seemed to be staling about going down to his undergarments, he would finally strip down and get into bed finally relaxing. Putting his hands behind his head he would smile, " You are a bright young lady. Anya did good for you, I bet she had put it in Damien's head to get you or something. "
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