Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Aug 17, 2014 8:22:25 GMT
Aug 3, 2014 3:14:04 GMT -5 Chidera said:
Chidera felt the sun about to slip beneath the horizon, eyes opening and taking a breath. Sitting up easily pushing the coffin lid up and cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders. Slipping out and over the side of the coffin down the platform and heading to brush her teeth. Teeth brushed she settled on the floor of the room she'd been given watching the pommes sleep softly on the bed.
She could smell their lovemaking in the air even as it lingered from the night before. Interesting and making her slightly curious as it had been so long since shed done something of that sort. when you lived with the council sometimes power plays were sexual and she'd had to play her part but since leaving them none had caught her fancy or made it to her bed.
Meditating quietly legs folded and letting her mind wander, she could feel the various humans weres and other early rising vampires. When done she stood and padded down the hall pushing her hair back from her face then seeing a rack in the middle of the front room. With it were several boxes and all topped with a card bearing her name, she went to read the card seeing it was from the tailor.
Smiling at his words of wearing his creation well and congratulating her on taking the steps to her future which he said would be a potentially rough one but bright. She opened the zipped bag seeing the most gorgeous white lace and brocade gown fit to her body exactly. Touching it made her pur with pleasure. Opening the other boxes and gasping at the accesories sent with it, the tailor was amazing. She gathered the things and took them back to her room knowing soon shd have to dress and make her self available to Gates and his second for her official entry into the kiss and rebirth.
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Master of Maîtres De Sang
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Post by Gates on Aug 17, 2014 22:13:43 GMT
Gates never reanimated slowly his eyes cracked open with a an explosion the moment the first spark of animating force that touched any of the Kiss. Which for him meant that he had been awake in the bowls of the Chapel for quite a few hours. He’d fed lightly showering and thinking on the nights happenings. He knew the Kiss would grow stronger but a part of him would forego the intervening period of growth simply arriving at the point where things were as functional as a well-worn glove. Each member knowing their roles and expectations. He also fought the anger that threatened each and every time he thought of the mess the European Council had made of the city each and every time they chose to punish him through heaping catastrophe upon catastrophe on the city time and again. Settling on the bench behind the piano he began moving through his warm–up scales. Moving directly from the scales into Fur Elise. He played allowing his mind to roam over the city lightly touching each mind that awoke or was near awakening. He was able to follow each thread of the power that coursed through him to its source. Each vampire, each of their beast to call, each of their Pommes, Renfields, and servants. It was smaller by dint of the European Councils efforts but he would see them grow. Feeling the Sun finally dip towards the horizon he rose dressing before his mirror insuring that the lines of his suit met as he wished. Nodding at the image before him he moved through the labyrinthine tunnels towards the court proper. He lowered his shields in summons so that each member of the Kiss would know where they should arrive as soon as they had fed and prepared. He could feel them coming each and everyone. As he moved to the seat of the Kisses court he alit upon the throne. He looked out on the empty room savoring the quiet a moment longer. |
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Post by Raven on Aug 18, 2014 4:35:32 GMT
Raven came awake slowly taking her time to mentally feel her way around to see who was still with her and who had gone when she had died for the day. There was at least two different male bodies and one female at her feet that must have joined later as she hadn't been there last night. She slid out from under the sheet gazing down at the woman for a moment before crawling over the body on her left to make it to her feet beside the bed. With a last look at the lycanthropes spread across the mattress she headed for the bathroom to shower and otherwise get ready for this evening.
It was still an hour or two before sunset when Raven went in and when she came out the sun had just fallen below the horizon. There hadn't been any real reason to take that long to get ready but there had also been no reason to hurry. When Raven stepped through her bedroom door she was wearing a blue mermaid styled gown with glittering grey pumps and small silver stud earrings.
When she had first arrived it had taken a good 2 or 3 days to learn her way around the place she now lived. What with all the corridors and such a person could always become easily lost. Thankfully now she knew her new home like the back of her hand so of course she made excellent time in making her way to the throne room as it were. Raven stood in the doorway a moment or two announcing her arrival. The vampire made her way to where Gates sat, stopping just before him. She smiled and inclined her head murmuring his name a smile gracing her lips before moving off to the side to wait for Chidera to arrive.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Aug 18, 2014 5:31:11 GMT
She would not wish to keep them waiting so into the bathroom she went showering but not feeding, when you joined a master his blood was supposed to be the only blood in your system as a symbol that he gave you life and could take it as well. After she would be allowed to feed freely so she patted her sweet new friend on the rear and told him to please eat well this evening. Toweled off and slipping into silk under things, the same color as her dress then heading to the rack and removing it to step into. When the girl zipped it she smiled at her self in the mirror and shivered gently having never seen her self look as such, it was almost virginal and bride like the dress. It made her wonder what the tailor was up to but she shrugged and stepped into the shoes and donned the jewelry. When finished her hair was twisted up off her throat as a sign of respect and pinned in place. Out of her room and down the hall she went then deeper still knowing her way with out hesitation. When she got to the main tunnel she paused calming her self and smoothing her dress. Nervous but ready and stepping through to soft gasps as in the time Raven had sat and he had others of lesser level but still some importance had shown and were seated. She walked in slow and humbly silent the only sound her skirt swishing on the floor behind her and her heels clicking. Now to the center of the room and slightly reluctantly because white dress she curtsied in the most courtly of manners and then stood carefully awaiting his address and the formalities sure to come. |
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Post by Gates on Aug 18, 2014 6:46:43 GMT
Gates felt the Kiss moving towards him like a wave of energy that if not controlled could and would overwhelm others. He’d watched other Masters lose themselves. He’d even on occasion used the force of that same energy to unseat masters he felt were unfit for the responsibilities of the position. Those days were long gone. Or else he tried to insure those days were done. He occasionally failed yet he tried with the fullness of his might to hold that line to not given to his darkness.
As Raven appeared at the head of the wave headed towards the court. He smiled as she was dressed immaculately in a blue dress. He knew that it was a color she enjoyed having seen her wear such hues often. He smiled turning his gaze to the emerging throng that came from tunnels left, right, and center. Most of the Kiss used the tunnels sparingly as a precaution. During gatherings such as this however the passages were filled with the full body of the Kiss as they moved to either welcome or send off the Kisses newest addition.
Speaking to Raven mentally he sent a brief synopsis of Chidera’s resume the history that Gates found through his sources and had verified twice. Chidera would make a fine Seneschal. Just as Raven was a great Temoin. There were a few positions he would like filled but this was a fine start to things. He said aloud barely audibly, “It is a pleasure to see you Raven. I hope your night was pleasant.”
As the Kiss settled the chamber filled with a murmur loud enough to make discerning the individual voices nearly impossible. He looked out into the faces gathered calling up small details that would identify each and everyone of them. Pausing in his summation of the gathered ensemblage he looked towards the central tunnel as Chidera appeared first a ghost in white then stepping more fully nto the light of the chamber for all to see.
The Tailor as ever managing to express the soul of a person understatedly. Gates stood as she closed upon the throne upon which he sat. Looking first to Raven then each face of the Kiss and finally to Chidera herself. Nodding at the Tailors choice as well as her forthrightness Gates spoke,”Maitres De Sang,” the chamber quiet as a confessional made his voice seem louder than it was. As his voice rang off the walls of the chamber he continued.
“We come to offer life. We offer safety. We offer the acceptance of the Kiss, to Chidera. She comes freely and we offer. Will you accept. Will be one with us?”
There was far more pomp to the ceremony than Gates was following but as he spoke for her as he had raven he would forego the asking. He would move to what truly mattered in the here and now…
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Post by Raven on Aug 18, 2014 15:27:05 GMT
Ravens night had gone as planned it was to bad that Jackson had been unwilling to join her. She would have to see him again at a later date to try again as she was unwilling to force him into something he did not want, yet. All in all she was glad to be sitting there now waiting for the other female vampire to join the rest of them. Hopefully she had it in mind to stay. After Gates sent her all the information he had on Chidera she spent what few minutes she had to sift through it all and rather surprisingly found the female unwanting especially at her age. But then what else could she have possibly expected.
When Chidera appeared out of the central tunnel pausing only slightly before making her way down the aisle to stand before the Master of vampires in New Orleans, Raven smiled approvingly. She was absolutely gorgeous. From the way she carried herself all the way down to the way she stood. Raven had eyes only for the two of them there at the front of the congregation but of course that was to be expected as this was her ceremony.
Gates kept his speech relatively short and to the point but that seemed to be the way he did things most days. He had done much the same when Raven had gone through this but that didn't make it any less strange. Most of these kinds of events were long and filled with unneeded words.
Now she and everybody else were waiting with bated breathe to hear Chidera's response.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Aug 19, 2014 0:32:50 GMT
She felt the eyes on her and held her smile back, it was like feeling fingers run along your skin with them all testing her aura and shields trying to figure out who she was and where she was from. She was known by some of the older ones from her time at council if they had ever been to visit but younger ones would have no clue. She looked him fearlessly in the shirt collar as it would still be rude to give him her eyes until formally accepted. Even tho she had looked into them many times already since coming here she wanted no one to ever say she'd been rolled and forced in her choice. They didn't know he had set her completely free, of all servitude.
Her voice was made clear and strong with her answer " I Chidera child of the dragons line come of my own free will and desire to accept what the kiss and its Master offer me, safety and life and in return promise to lay down that life and accept the true death should it be required of me in service to this city this kiss and master. My unlife is yours"
With that she could be no more clear of intent to any and every one watching, waiting for the next step of this she believed it was him taking some of her blood then giving some of his own to tie them and seal promises made and make the line that would allow him to know where she was at all waking moments. After having been alone in her head the past day or more by offer it was almost strange to be allowing someone back in. she trusted him tho, he had given her no reason not to and had given her much more then she had ever had to loose by doing this.
She let him close the space between them and removing the necklace from her throat offered it to him quietly and patiently.
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Master of Maîtres De Sang
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Post by Gates on Aug 19, 2014 1:49:02 GMT
A smile danced on his lips at her speech. She spoke well her voice strong and true. No one could ever believe that she was anything but sincere. That she was a anything but sure in her decision. He smiled looking to Raven nodding then saying for the Kiss to hear. “Then Chidera, be welcome, be accepted be Kiss. Be our Flesh, our blood, our sword and shield.” As he spoke Gates moved incrementally closer each word until he was finally less than a micron from her. Not touching but the warmth of his feedings obvious. As she’d removed her neck covering he cupped her jawline his long fingers resting against the back of her neck. His thumb resting along her jawline. He wrapped his other arm around her pulling her the last micron into him. Whispering against her skin as his lips brushed just prior to his fangs sinking home "I am glad that you are willing to complete our triptych.” Sinking his teeth home he drank lightly enough as to not deplete her; Yet deeply enough that he could feel her thoughts. As he gently lapped at the welling blood he used the nail of his thumb to open a line of skin as the blood welled he moved his wrist to her mouth. It seemed far more intimate to the onlookers as very few of the Kiss knew the falsity of the belief that he was of Belles line. As he had with Raven Gates shared the moment of his making. The shackles being torn from him. The fear and adoration that fought within him. He had been a warrior shamed and punished in defeat by being made slave. He had served as his honor dictate yet his heart yearned for freedom. His slavery was taken along with his heart. He was wholly possessed by his maker. His sword arm was made strong even as without his notice his spirit was broken. The years sped by until his maker was no more. He still fought for the banner that had mentally enslaved him right up until he was nearly cornered his forces routed his strength depleted he stowed away for the night aboard a ship not caring where it was headed. Roanoke Pulling away he disengaged standing upright holding Chidera until he was sure she was free of those moments. As well as to clear himself from the memories she’d shared. Motioning he bade Chidera to move to the open position upon the raised step. Motioning to her he spoke aloud to the Kiss, “Bienvenue, Chidera Sénéchal des Maîtres de sang!” 11 "Welcome, Seneschal of the Masters of Blood!" As the words left his lips the younger more human of the Kiss erupted into cheer. The offered Humans who chose to provide entered the chamber. These while made to look their best were those with terminal disease who had been chosen months prior palced on a list for just such an occurrence. A few lucky few would arise in three days the others families would receive insurance settlements and funeral plots. |
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Post by Raven on Aug 22, 2014 5:20:19 GMT
Raven listened to Chidera accept Gates offer making her smile happily. Another female besides herself, maybe they could become friends or as close to it as they could get. She watched the rest of the ceremony using her full attention not wanting to miss a minute of it. When at last she was announced to the throng of vampires Raven clapped right along with the rest of them albeit with a little less enthusiasm.
Before anyone else could even think about getting out of their seats to welcome the new kiss member Raven appeared in front of Chidera to introduce herself. "Hello Chidera. I am Raven, Gates Témoin. Its a pleasure to meet you." She smiled at the dark skinned vampire and then looked to their master. "I see you've been a busy boy." She waited a few mintues more before flashing them both a grin and disappearing into the crowd in search of food. Besides if anybody needed her it wasnt like she was hard to find.
Maybe she would pick one of the sickly ones and turn them but only if any of them caught her attention. She'd never once in her undead life sired any little vampires. Maybe it was time she started.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Aug 22, 2014 13:47:09 GMT
Gates ever the consummate actor had her almost fooled, with his display of raw sensuality. Though vampires seemed to be inherently sexy if you listened to movies anyhow so that was the rub. When he closed that last tiny bit of space and whispered along her skin she couldn't help the reaction it caused of wanting to roll and purr so when he struck there was nothing but relaxation until the pictures started. The images she viewed came rapidly and sped her heart until she wanted to shed tears for him but they didn't come, the last of the boat left her with a sense of awe at the man who held her. She knew then why shed been drawn here why she needed to be exactly where she was like a puzzle piece finally finding its place.
Her feeling his blood slip down her throat was more of autopilot response as she was still attempting to process his head in her own and found her self doors flung wide letting him see all the nakedness of her truth. The day the bad man came her maker, how he lured them all into false trust and slaughtered them down to the last leaving only her.The river near her home turned red with the blood of a tribe. The animals come to carry off the feast, as he took her small sad hand and lead her off at neck braking speeds to his real hiding place. The years leeching into them selves all seeming to be a blur or blink in the life of someone so long lived but at the time it felt like decades. Years full of beatings and horrors until she was old enough to serve her new purpose. The night she was made would fill her head how she wished for death truly and accepted it when it came only to find her self aware and awake three days later.
All of this shared in mere moments and when he closed the tie for the moment and stood them upright she was understandably weak kneed. Taking an unneeded breath and shaking it off as he stepped back and the applause began. Chidera would have much to process before the dawn came later, but for now she would put on her party face. Raven speaking to her made her smile and she returned the genuine sentiment of gladness at their meeting.
Having heard many good things and feeling like they might be two halfs of the same coin in a fashion. She took the offered hand and instead of shaking it kissed the top of it softly then gave her another dip of the knee.
When she watched her slip away it was with amusement and adoration, turning to Gates and making sure her lips were clean. " that was a bit more intense then the last time I had to do that but I understand much."
She could feel him there like a shadow in her mind and knew now that at any time should she need to she could reach out. Nodding to him then slipping off as well to feed properly, and play birthday girl with all the others until it was time for bed.
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Post by Gates on Aug 23, 2014 21:28:15 GMT
Gates smiled knowing his show had struck its mark with most of the Kiss. Raven Chidera his childer and Francois excepted all believed he was as he seemed. He watched as Raven mingled lmoving amongst the Kiss as if she was not the Temoin and was in fact one of the rank and file. He watched as Chidera was welcomed. He found it curious that Francois chose to move to her firstly. He was notoriously hermetical in his dealings. He nodded silently as glances made their way towards him. Tonight was a night to revel a night to feast until the quickening of life was but a dream. He however held himself apart he watched taking what measure of joy he could as he absorbed the memories gleaned from Chidera. He placed those deep within himself. Even in doing so he righted them in a place near those of his own.
‘I am glad you do,’ He whispered within the confines of her mind. Softly brushing her thoughts as he did the entirety of the Kiss present. He would slip away once the revelries reached their apex. He wanted his Kiss happy but this night was about them as a whole and their welcoming of Chidera he would stroll the quarter taking in the city. He would leave them their joy taking pride in their fellowship.
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