Master of Maîtres De Sang
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Post by Gates on Sept 21, 2014 21:00:46 GMT
Gates straightened his tie leaving his suite of rooms and the sleeping four pommes resting. Closing the door behind him he left via the tunnels which ran beneath the city. Surfacing not far from the Sleuths bakery he made his way through town one of many night moving shadows set about a task. Once he’d reached a sufficiently dark and secluded area he stepped into the shadows drawing them about himself as he rose skyward.
Chidera’s feelings of elation and peace were a beacon and he homed in on her location. The newly formed and found cites Rex’s aura was adding to her already palpable strength. They had not even bonded yet in any true metaphysical sense though they were together in others. Her joy and warmth was not missed by him. In fact it had taken a closing of the line between them so as to not be a voyeur to the actions that made her open like a flower.
Settling down as if he had merely taken a step onto the property Gates lowered his shields by way of calling out. He moved towards the home catching sight of Chidera and the Rex on the balcony. She was as lovely in form as he had imagined. Moving to the door he rang the doorbell unsure f it was actually in service he waited his aura pulsing about him in time to his now beating heart.
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Seneschal Maîtres De Sang Kiss
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Post by Chidera on Sept 21, 2014 21:13:50 GMT
" Mostly about what you feel is acceptable between us as far as request made or things in life changed. I would never want to ask to much of you in anything I may either verbally ask or physically ask by nature of situation"
She reached to touch his cheek and offered him that smile again waiting for him to respond when she felt it. Head turning and laughing softly" seems we might wish to get dressed you have a visitor and he means you no harm I promise that"
Winking she leaned in to kiss him gently and then pulled away to pull her dress back on as it would be strange to walk through his house nude to have this meeting take place but now was as good a time as any and she was glad he'd arrived to show tib that they weren't all monsters and could discuss things logically. Wondering how weird things would be for the two men she wanted most in her life , both strong and smart.
Down the stairs she flowed knowing he was close behind if not right on her heels and settling herself on the couch it was not her home to open the door that would need to be him and she knew Gates would understand that and be patient.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 22:32:02 GMT
Tiber felt the gentleness of her touch on his cheek, the softness of her lips on his. his mind was clicking as he tried to figure out what would be out of bounds for her to ask, it was a strange question, as it made him think what would she ask of him? it would truly have to be on a case by case basis. it was a question that had no real answer as need would dictate the situation, if she was homicidal he could see that being a sticking point but it wasn't as if she ran about murdering random people was it?
It was a that moment he felt a powerful aura enter his grounds. it was old and powerful, cold as the grave, it was stronger than Chidera so he could only guess that it was the master of the city? why was he there? did Chidera do something? did she do something wrong? rushing to throw on something that covered his body, he could find only his shorts wadded up on the floor of the bathroom and his shirt, sweaty as it was it would have to do.
Running downstairs close behind Chidera her emotions of anxiety written on her face. He opened the door as quickly as possible. As she looked as if each passing second was a dagger in her heart.
"Enter and be welcomed..." He passed Chidera a quick glace as he was only guessing at this point. "Vampire Master of the city? What brings you out his far away from the city proper?"
Tiber stepped back and let the man enter his home. He wasn't sure why this powerful vampire was even in the area let alone here, unless it was for Chidera, he silently hoped it was not a bad thing, but a social call really add up either.
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Post by Gates on Sept 21, 2014 23:00:18 GMT
Gates forced a smile to his face as the door opened and he was able to really appraise the man that had begun winning his seneschal’s heart. He stepped in as he was beckoned. It was refreshing that the Rex was of such comfort that he would not even think twice on inviting a vampire into his home. Not that Gates was truly bound by such things though he tried to honor a hosts request lest it stood between his goals and success of them.
“Thank you and Gates will do Rex?”
Moving into the home he went to Chidera not taking in the house which was obviously still under construction. As he approached he extended his hands taking hers in his he placed a Kiss on her knuckles as he looked a question to her. He couldn’t feel any ties to the Rex so he was unsure if they had begun forming the true bonds of animal and vampire.
Turning back to the Rex he said, "I was hoping to be the first to congratulate you on joining with Chidera but I see that you both have been congratulating each other in your own way..." Smiling he shrugged driving home the harmless choke. Sitting on the couch next to Chidera he pet her forearm "Barring being the first may I be the second. Congratulations to the two of you."
Crossing one leg over the other he unbuttoned his suit coat making himself more comfortable. As they were knew to coupledom as well as thralldom he would proceed slowly and knew this might take some time. Lions were notoriously stubborn as well as temperamental. Especially Rexes
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Post by Chidera on Sept 22, 2014 4:36:09 GMT
She hadn't been anxious and fairly calm when Gates came in but the look on his face made her blush and smile she knew he was teasing them both but in honesty there would need to be steps taken and she hadn't yet taken them. Looking at him when he questioned her wordlessly she spoke." I do not know all the steps yet and it is fortunate that you happened by to help"
Giving him a reason for being there should it become and issue, then feeling him settle next to her she bit her lip but laughed again it really was hilarious if you thought about it. He had sort of the father catching his daughter in bed role. She wasn't his child in either the sired or blood sense but when you were oathed to someone their well being was yours so he had stake in what happened to her for that reason.
Looking to Tib who in a way she had begun to think of as her lion king and showing him she was very much relaxed and not in any sort of trouble with the vampire who'd just arrived." He knows more of what we need to make this tie as we are both learning still so he knew I was coming here and could feel me where I was. He will almost always be able to find me but most times does not out of courtesy unless I need him. It goes the other way should he be attacked and need me I can find him the same way."
She didn't mention that the person attacking would need to be a fool of utter proportions much like the two she knew would be waiting for her in the dungeons once her time with tib was sorted. They still needed taught a lesson and she was the teacher.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2014 1:05:27 GMT
Tiber regarded the two of them, the way they were together in a small way he was a little jealous. Tiber didn't want to admit it but in his mind he tried to not harkens back to the many decades of male chauvinism but, she deferred to Gates in ways that she would never do for him. She was his, but Tiber had to relax and stay calm down, they were together, the last few hours proved that. He was not normally jealous, that would be something he would have to get under control immediately. Tiber smiled as he looked the two of them.
"Yes Gates what is it that we are supposed to do? as we both are somewhat new to this idea."
In his heart he was hoping that Chidera would come closer to him but this was of an official vampire business and they all had their roles they had to play. Tiber sighed to himself, he didn't like games and those games was what caused Tiber to leave San Diego, but he was willing to play at least for now, as this was the business end this was something that he would need to learn how to perform
"Well as his second I could see how that could be useful, will this be something that will done during our bonding? as I know you can communicate with him, will he have one way communication with me or will you be in my head"
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Post by Gates on Sept 23, 2014 2:36:19 GMT
Gates smiled noticing Tiber’s discomfort. He wasn’t sure if it was because he was as territorial as Lions had proven to be or something else. At least not at first the heat of Tibers gaze as it drifted form Gates to Chidera was telling. That along with the slight clenching and unclenching of his hands let Gates know everything he needed to know. Tiber was wholly lion even as he attempted to hide it behind an air of civility.
"I wouldn’t dream of prying in your mind my dear Rex. There are ways to learn everything you can about a person without delving deeply into them. I know that such communication can be very intimate. Perhaps too intimate for some. For others its just another way to connect with another. A way to feel the caress of a person in a way that many couldn’t fathom."
Gates shrugged unfolding his hands form his lap and stretching out over the back of the couch. Meeting Tiber’s gaze he smiled saying. “That intimacy as rare as it is can be part and parcel of your bonding. It can be but that depends on you both. You two have decided to go forward with this then the first step would be…” Gates pulled himself in moving to his feet without exerting any efforts. “Firstly, I know this is your home but would you mind allowing me to help more directly. May we switch positions as everything grows with touch.” Motioning towards the chair in which Tiber was sitting.
"I have never asked how far would you both like to go in this bonding," Gates began. “There are a few steps and each binds you closer as you give each to one another that they cannot find elsewhere. At the final you two will live and breathe each other.”
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Post by Chidera on Sept 23, 2014 3:15:14 GMT
This all had chidera more then ready to roll her pretty eyes the testosterone in the room was almost ridiculous but at the same time she understood it. Lions had females and those females were theirs and needed to be kept from other males. She sighed she was not a female lion but she would at least give some benefit of the doubt and not give Tib any undo reason for worry. When Gates moved she smiled but then her gaze went to the lion and she patted the seat next to her for him wanting him closer.
They had been about to discuss most of that she hoped as she would only cut him as deep as he was willing to be cut or cut her so to speak. Thinking of the ability to caress his mind as well as his body made her ankle flick some and she blushed full out but that did sound incredible, and she knew he often wondered what she was thinking or feeling imagine if he didn't have to ask and just knew that would save them time. The last bit of being so tightly bound they breathed for each other scared her tho and she felt they neither of them were ready for that yet. So short of that they could be fine to speak into each others minds share images and things call each other with out aid of phone.
There was also it would make both of them harder to hurt and kill as they would share some of each others strengths and traits. He might become a bit more tactical minded and she might be a bit more free spirited it all sounded ok." I think just shy of everything would work for now or even just a smidge less so we have something to aspire to and know might eventually come. That whole breathing for each other at the moment sounds a bit like an avalanche but some day it won't but that is just my take"
She looked to him eyes to his and wanted to hear how he felt.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2014 16:58:59 GMT
Tiber looked at Chidera and Gates, he was busily working on deep breathing excersising, at least in his mind. While he was not the jealous "type" for some reason Gates being that close bothered him. For some reason Tiber could not figure out why. The cold undead eyes of the vampires fell upon him and he wondered exactly what they saw. Gates standing and offering his seat, did much to calm the bubbling pit of emotion that sat in his chest. Sometimes him and his beast did not see eye to eye, he thought that perhaps that was what the moment was, just a momentary lapse of them not quite being on the same page.
Chidera patting the seat next to her beckoning him to take his place at her side diffused a weight that was in tied to his chest. perhaps he wasn't jealous the lion was just marking it territory? Did the lion accept her as his? he honestly couldn't find fault in its logic they did just finish giving themselves to one another. Sitting next to her, he leaned over and whispered into her ear.
"I'm sorry about that, I seriously have to work on the lion and me stying in sync."
Straightening himself on the couch Tiber laid a hand on her thigh almost absently as he thought about exactly how far he would be willing to go. Breathing for each other seemed a bit off. well Tiber was opened to any and all that it had to happen as the eventuality was that it would happen either now or later.
"How about we can bond enough that it does not interfere with what you need to do for Gates. I may be practical, and i believe in ultimate practicality, but i do my best to avoid violence if possible and I feel that too much of that could interfere with what Gates needs from you. we have to make sure you can still function in the capacity that he needs from you. because it would be a terrible situation for him to not have use for you and send you away."
Saying his peace he felt that it was right decision because he didn't want to be the reason that she became ineffectual at her job. Which would make her less valuable to Gates who would dismiss her from his coven or kiss. he would have to leave New Orleans as well because he didn't want to be where she wasn't besides Gates would hold it against him and that was not what he wanted.
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Post by Gates on Sept 24, 2014 1:14:20 GMT
Gates settled into the chair again crossing his legs and folding his fingers in his lap. He began taking in the decor and where it appeared Tiber was going in terms of style. He could offer a few ideas as well as few designers that would help the lion along. Especially as his Chidera would be spending some time in the premises. He knew that he didn’t want to overstep what bounds the lion found fair but there was no way he was allowing the lion to do all of the work himself. It would not be up to what Gates knew Chidera deserved quickly enough. Speaking as he took in the mouldings and cornices Gates went on.
"That’s understandable both gauges of how far. Perhaps I should be clearer. There are four steps or degrees. With each step you both become more of what you are as well as what the other is. But until the fourth step you dear Rex will be mortal and can die from old age. Upon the fourth step you will live as long as Chidera does. The first step you will be able to speak to one another over small distances. The second you two will know instinctively where each other are and what state they are in. This is of course limited by distance. Usually within fifty miles or so. The third step you will be able to communicate freely at a moment’s notice. If you but think of one another you will be able to speak mind to mind. And the Fourth step grants you Rex Immortality and the ability to know all there is to know of each other as you all will but share one mind in two bodies. It also means that the death of one will most assuredly be the death of the other."
Allowing the last bit to settle in Gates continued. “The first steps are solely on Chidera the giving that is. The accepting is yours Rex. It will be taxing on both parts yet more trying on yours Rex. Giving of oneself is never an easy thing. But accepting truly accepting another is a herculean effort. With the first mark you will have a hint as to the truth of her. With the second you’ll have phantasmal memories from her life and she yours. The third step the sharing of blood will have those memories played out in your minds eye graphically. We will get to the foruth another time bt if you would like to begin we can do so now. We will stop between each step so as you two can decide if we will continue…”
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Post by Chidera on Sept 24, 2014 2:35:32 GMT
Chidera smiled when he rested his hand on her leg she allowed it, biting at her lip then nodding at what gates said. The third mark seemed the best to stop at it was almost all the way but would keep them both alive should the inevitable or horrible happen. She didn't want to drag him to his death if something bad happened but the thought of him growing old one day and leaving her was also sad.
She smiled sweetly to him and smoothed a lock of his hair realizing oddly enough by seeing herself through her Masters eyes that she was in a way sort of a lioness with out being one in a true sense. This was fate and serendipity and karma all rolled together. " I think third mark would best place to have just enough of a bond but not to much , I wouldn't want him to die because of me at this moment but someday I will possibly be better prepared for it and so will he"
Uncrossing her legs and rolling her shoulders limbering up for something that might be taxing on them both " Are you ready my lion, for this step we take this eve?"
She was, the dark beauty knew in her dark little heart he was hers to call and she would give her as much of herself as he was willing to take.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2014 4:08:14 GMT
Tiber took a deep breath, blowing it out slow and steady. Tiber rolled his shoulders, rotated his neck side to side until he heard a snap and crack. he knew that in his old age he would have arthritis in his joints just from the damage that he had taken earlier in life. Turning to look into Chidera's eyes, he wondered what he to say. He smiled. as he cycled through a few witty comments. soon she would see all comedic thoughts that he had perhaps he would smile more as his mind usually had nearly as many jokes a a scrubs episode.
"Just don't let me grow to old before we decide on the fourth mark. I wouldn't be fun being a perpetual eighty year old lion. I would be too old to shift."
Tiber smiled at her, he was hoping to diffuse the tenseness he was feeling. she seemed okay, however as a vampire one could never really tell what was in their minds. Chidera he could get the impression of what she felt normally. but that was just because she was his as he was hers.
"Yes my warrior I am ready to do what we are here to do."
In truth this was in conclusion of something that had been coming to him since he left San Diego. Although if she had asked for all four marks Tiber would have did all four as he could not see what life would be without Chidera, His love for her had blossomed like a flower reaching for the sun, but her life and her uncertainty had gave him pause. Immortality was only as good as the who that he spent his time with. unlike her who spent so much time alone he would only live as long as she did, so in they lived another eighty years that would be more than he would have normally. and those eighty would allot him youth not a slow decay. Tiber wondered how would she look upon him as he aged before her eyes could she still love him if he was not as spry and she was still as youthful as the day they met? would she have regrets?
Shaking his head of those thoughts he refocused on his dark angel. sliding his hand into her hands Tiber inhaled deeply and slowly then released the breath
"Ready for whatever. first mark or touch whatever."
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Post by Gates on Sept 24, 2014 6:09:35 GMT
Gates smiled unfolding his hands he spread them. “Well, should we begin…” He leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees. Looking to each of them “So be it three marks in one night will be taxing. On the both of you but I believe the two of you have the strength to sojourn this gauntlet.” Unfurling his aura around the house to diffuse the energy that would be released gates eyes went a warm flame tinged brown.
"Even with eth first few marks your aging will slow quite a deal. You will notice a small change but nothing that good living would not explain."
Gates reached down the line of connection between him and Chidera. He asked a question nodding at the response he felt in her. It was the last look before the leap ahead for her. He knew that the secrets that she had and those of Tibs could be harrowing to the other so he was giving each the moment to back away. Finding them both looking ahead and ready he went on.
"Take each other’s hands. Rex lower your shields… Completely."
As he felt the lions natural reticence he nudged Chidera as he spoke. “Chidera as his shielding drops you must summon up that in you that is most leonine. You must take that portion of yourself and gift it to him. You must send it into him. Plant it like a body. Your body. Bury it deeply and completely within him. You are looking for that place that even he hides from himself. In that part where the lion hides in its lair.”
As their aura’s flared and the power built Gates knew that the strength in the lion would resist even as the man was willing the lion was master of its environment it would not tolerate interlopers easily. Chidera would have to master the beast in him. He knew it could be a hectic thing but he was braced for the fallout.
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Post by Chidera on Sept 24, 2014 13:15:57 GMT
Chidera moved to face him and stared into his eyes taking both his hands into her own and waiting for him to drop his shields her gaze bleeding to black fire as the power between them raised. While he worked to peel away that careful control ,because she could not just barge through during this he had to be willing. She focused in on her minds eye the same place she went to call the man behind her, feeling his power pushing at her back steadying her and reminding her of what this meant. In that place she saw it, the savannah that large expanse of waving grass that smelled like home where lions should run free but it was missing that the lions.
She needed his and to get his she needed one of her own and while Chidera didn't hold her own true lion her power her stealth , rage and hunters heart could become that form. Picturing it, the long tawny legs and sleek broad muzzle. Her coat almost white but slightly dappled as if the sunlight created shadows in fur. The yellow gold eyes that now stared up at her waiting because she knew, there was something she needed to do. Intelligent attentiveness filled her energy beast and when she released it finally the moment he allowed her in it ran through her into him searching for his lion. She wanted a male, someone to make a pride with to hunt with and for to give her strength to.
Down the plains between them she saw a large rock and on top of it sat his lion in all his glory. When they got close the welcome was warm at first and the roar would turn a lesser being back. She felt her lioness pause and just circle not pushing she would not take his space he would need come down to investigate if he wanted to make her do anything and that was all Chidera could do at this time wait for him to either attack or let her onto his rock.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2014 16:08:46 GMT
Tiber held onto Chidera's hands as if they were the most precious thing in his world staring into her eyes he went into his quiet place, the place where he mediated. he saw one single flame, it flickered in an invisible wind. he felt his iron shields melting like so much candle wax. the heat that poured from him was scalding the heated air swirled around him like an invisible typhoon. Tiber's eyes slowly dropped as his shield completely dissolved. His heart began to race as images appeared and disappeared, His lion looked up sniffing the air around his, it slowly stalked the tunnel from where it slept to his fleshy bits. He began to push the lion back as he was afraid that he would shift if the lion came to close.
It sniffed a lioness and it wanted to see this lioness that called to him. Not rushing it was methodical in its movements. two slow steps it stopped shaking its wild mane of hair as it took a few more steps her lioness intrigued the lion as it began to pick up speed, the scent it wanted more, Tiber was afraid that the scent it smelled was of prey or something to conquer. Taking a deep breath Tiber breathed slowly through his nose, either it would work or not. He could not be afraid of what would happen, which was his one true fear, to cut loose and like it.
Tiber felt the lion leap outward, but he did not shift and a roar erupted from his throat that he was unsure if it was rage, warning or one of courting. His lion stopped walked in a circle then lay upon the ground, letting out one more roar before sniffing a smell that Tiber had never smelled and then nuzzling it. giving a playful paw and cleaning this invisible force.
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