Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Jan 7, 2018 23:03:14 GMT
Oh he was precious and surprising. His answer showed her where his heart lay. Grinning" nothing to dire sweet man just permissions and acess to that memory so that i might feel them as i feel you"
She could use that thread and having been pledged to gates allowed her things that thread could be pulled and lead her. They would find his attacker.
"But i will need to consult gates before hand so that he understands what i do and knows I am not sneaking to plot behind him"
He would understand that as no one wished to anger gates and rightly so.
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jan 9, 2018 4:14:20 GMT
The mention of Gates gave him pause that killed his hope for any revelations to come. Shaking his head he bit his tongue trying to not speak. He looked about them shaking his head. All hope was lost. And suddenly he was a child who’d been promised a thing yet the parents schedule wouldn’t allow.
" Damn it. Damn it damn it damn it all…" He said tears in his voice.
"Nobody wants to anger him but he won’t help or let you help. I went to him years ago and I got a speech. It was so stupid I memorized it. I played it over and over in my head looking for clues but it was just a fancy way of telling me to screw off. No, I don’t want him angry but he made sure I know no vampire would help a cop." On his feet now pacing he looked to her and kept pacing trying to cool his temper. But he couldn’t this was too important.
“We were at Christians that illegal vampire club in the alley of the Rue and he said ‘What you're discounting is the hunger. It is unlike anything you've ever or will know. It will eat you from the inside. But you could be in control. It is our greatest weapon, and our enemies are coming over the next horizon, thinking to waltz over our corpses to take all that is and ever could be ours. But that eventuality is something we cannot allow to happen, because the one thing that stands in their way is us. And make no mistake, we each and every one is one unit, one body one whole. We are family. Family is not determined by blood, but by who you fight for, and who will fight for you. In our greatest moments, we will feed on the blood of our enemies. And we die, while being reborn, and we feed again knowing we are also the enemy dying and reborn with each taste of that sweet nectar. We are damned, cursed, and immortal and we cannot be defeated.’ Then he swigged a drink and disappeared. Leaving me holding his dropped glass.”
He was angry at being beholden to someone he knew didn’t care. It was such a nice night now it was ruined damn Gates damn him to hell.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Jan 9, 2018 4:41:23 GMT
His outburst shocked her tho his rage made her mouth water. She carefully stepped into his path" shhhhh be calm he will not refuse me this. I have been a boon to him and will make it worth his letting me do"
Trying hard not to moan at his luscious flavor. It was so rich his rage right now and righteous it was. She didn't know or care why her master had said no originally but she was good at getting her way.
Looking him in the face" i know you do not trust easy but have I given you reason to doubt me at all?"
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jan 10, 2018 0:14:16 GMT
He wanted to believe yet that speech he'd analyzed every chance he'd gotten since hearing it and yet it meant nothing. It meant Gates saw what vampires as some great evil champion of night. A family of devil's who would only help themselves. He couldn't fathom why was the point of it.
Calming himself forcibly as Chidera held fast he dared meet her eyes. "No YOU haven't. But your Master he," sighing he bit back the stinging recriminations that leapt to his tongue.
No he wouldn't go into how Gates had done nothing during the Vitamin V plague. Or how the city was stilling recovering from the vacuum created from Estelle's and Eric's death's how the violence at the Cat was drawing a lot of the wrong attentions. In Del's opinion Gated was an absentee landlord and eventually it would bite everyone in the ass.
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Post by Chidera on Jan 10, 2018 6:16:00 GMT
She knew the rep gates had and normally didnt question as vampires thought in the long term. Centuries not years. Sighing gently." Then I will handle this and we will work with this as we can. I won't say any further just show and prove"
He had every right not to trust but that was the issue with tibs he'd not trusted or bent the knee.
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jan 26, 2018 2:07:17 GMT
Del nodded trusting the dark vampire before him to try. That would have to be enough. And it was more than hed thought possible. Sighing he met her eyes daring her to take from him what she would. Offered well truly...
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Post by Chidera on Jan 28, 2018 4:55:46 GMT
Surprising them both all she took from him then was a kiss to his forehead giving just a bit of her self to his shields. Bolstering him for what would soon come. She would hunt his maker there would be no stopping that short of a direct order. " come ive a painting to finish as it will soon be dawn and even I cannot tarry in the sun for long"
winking at him and taking a pull of their drink as she went back to painting and soon enough before the smell of the first light could hit had finished a gorgeous oil paint of the surrounding fauna.
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Feb 1, 2018 3:02:32 GMT
Del was surprised by her accepting such a small tithe as down payment for help. As the right hand of doom one would be worse far worse than her and cities master. Yet she was grace and mercy true. H3 would have c4ied had he tears left instead he smiled big and bright as Mardi Gras.
"Woman you gat yoself a deal and then some voulez bon roulez..."
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Post by Chidera on Feb 1, 2018 6:49:47 GMT
Packing up her things when they were done light was beginning on the horizon and her body was going into instinct mode. She didn't have much longer and would need all her speed to make the tunnels under the city before it was full dawn. Smiling softly at him careful with the work still in progress and the finished one which shed would display later. Easel folded and paints closed. She would clean her brushes before bed but the most important thing now was her leaving.
Turning to him" I do not have time for you to walk with me this eve unfortunately so we must part ways here I will be in touch very soon to begin our...project"
Blowing him a kiss then she was a blur to fast almost for his eyes to track. Closing the distance and down a tunnel feeling the heat of the sun just brush at her back. Breathing hard once she was safe inside that had been rather close.
Scene complete for now......
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