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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 5:29 pm
"Yes a pity tho my parents are long since dead and I doubt they can really do much kicking as of late anyways" he laughed a bit the thought of there corpses kicking themselves came into his mind gleefully. "Hmm I suppose you can call there more cheerful I used a different style of person then normal on these simply more so for a requested take then a personal one" he sighed not really liking the art he had up on the walls but not hating it either.
At her question of a collaboration between them on art he looked her over. Taking a small sniff of the air he could tell her wants rather easily on the matter and decided to toy with her a bit. "No" he said simply the smile still on his face. She had been holding her breath for awhile as he made note of it looking away for a moment. "Was that the answer you were dreading holding your breath like that? Hoping that I would easily agree to your artistic hopes? Well as I have said in many of interviews art is something to be captured and portrayed in the light of the world. So tell me what would you do to have your artistic goal of a collaboration with me ring true?" he questioned looking at her as he raised an eyebrow. In the end he didn't mind doing one but decided to see just how far her determination extended.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 5:45 pm
Sable was pleased, ready to go along with the man - if only to see if his wine really was all that great. Then Lilit got a bit jealous and yanked his arm away. She could barely contain a snicker at the sight. "Please do forgive her. She has somewhat of a...short temper at times." What a load of s**t. Especially if one considers that Sable's temper could be plenty worse at any given moment, assuming there weren't so many humans watching as there were now.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 5:54 pm
Marie tried quite hard to hide the disappointment on her face when she received her answer. She doubted anyway that he would have agreed, but at least she tried. As for holding her breath...she had even noticed she had been doing it until he mentioned it. His comment made her feel a little embarrassed truth be told, an a bit foolish as well. But when he spoke further, she heard the tiniest bit of hope in his words. Maybe there was still a chance after all. "What would you have me do?" She asked. She wasn't naive enough to say anything, not knowing what he might suggest, and if it would be something she couldn't go through with. But at the same time...she wanted this so bad. "I'm willing to go quite far for my artwork. But at the same time I have limits as any other person would. So tell me what you want and I'll do my best to accommodate."
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:15 pm
Valen barely paused to take notice of all the brouhaha caused by Damien's overly casual reach for Sable's slim waist, his lips curving into an amused smile at Lilit's possessive denial. Admittedly he both applauded and criticized the Lilith's handling of the situation, surprised at her restraint for not ripping off the human's arm instantly. Well, I can't say she wasn't right to keep his hands off of her...But it's Sable. If she truly wanted his arm away from her, she would have no problem doing so herself. Then again...Perhaps that was the best response after all. The last thing we need is letting her run wild among the cattle. Chuckling to himself the Consort decided to leave things to Syren, knowing that someone had to keep the Origin in check. For however much she may considered herself fierce, he knew beyond question that Lilit was a child beside the carnage his Mistress would all too willingly unleash when provoked.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 1:22 pm
(( -raises my hand-...s..sorry guys i haven't been on in a while....i think.....urm...is it still ok to post.....Y-Y i'v been caught up with working the long shifts for the past 2 ish weeks and i'v lost track of my timings))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 2:59 pm
"Nothing as sinister as you might be thinking from your words and actions" Kael laughed a bit rubbing his cheek with a smile. "No simply something I enjoy doing. I want you to become one of my subjects of the next art piece" he told her simply. In truth he wanted her to become a host for there clan but one thing at a time would have to progress to gain the woman's trust. Plus if he did one a bit less morbid then his underground work he could likely get a bit of money for selling it. "So then before a collaboration how about showing you love your artwork by becoming one of mine" he asked her his eyes giving a light red glow for a moment as he stared at her awaiting her answer. He in the end cared little either way seeing her refusal would simply be a small inconvenience and nothing to fret over if she doubtfully did decline.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:02 pm
"Please, calm down. I don't... bite." There was a certain hard-to-place expression on his face, almost as if he were mocking his guests.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:30 pm
"Yeah, well, I do," Lilit snarled. "I also shoot, stab, and hit with heavy things. So keep your hands off her, kelev." She scowled at the stupid human.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:32 pm
Marie's eyes widened slightly at his proposal. She had thought up a million things he might have asked her to do for him, but she would have never guessed that in a thousand years. "You want me...to model for you?" She asked, merely just to be sure she heard it right and wasn't dreaming. After a mere second of thought, once the shock had subsided, she smiled brightly. "Of course. I would love to be the subject of your next work." She answered enthusiastically. "I can only hope you find me as inspiring as your past subjects must have been." Little did she know what the past subjects had to suffer through for such vivid inspiration. She had noticed the red glow in his eyes, but as it faded in a mere moment she assumed it was a trick of candlelight and thought nothing of a possible darkness that lied beneath. "When were you hoping to start your next piece?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 6:54 pm
snuggle89 (( -raises my hand-...s..sorry guys i haven't been on in a while....i think.....urm...is it still ok to post.....Y-Y i'v been caught up with working the long shifts for the past 2 ish weeks and i'v lost track of my timings)) {It most certainly is! Do you need any help worming your way back in?}
Sable felt as if something were amiss, yet did not speak her concerns just yet. She also did not speak any apologies or protests against Lilit's behavior.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:09 pm
((I can help bring her character back in if that's alright.))
Valen kept his gaze locked onto the host of the evening, the tone and expression on the human's face almost provoking him into attacking for far better suspicion than Lilit's jealousy. He just couldn't bring himself to believe there was nothing wrong with Damien Wayan; every instinct from his century-and-a-half lifespan warred against his conscious of tearing the human asunder. Stepping back out of concern for the possibility of danger, his murderous impulses easily visible to others of his Clan, the Consort went on his way to thoroughly explore the interior of the mansion (possibly against Wayan's wishes). At the very least, his excursion would lead him to speaking with a pretty enough human girl, as well as spare what would most likely be an inevitable clash between the two males (so long as he continued setting off teh vampire's radar of course).
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:22 pm
"Excuse me, sir." Albert appeared before Valen. "I must warn you that the upper floor of the mansion is off-limits. Guests are limited to the Grand Foyer, the Gallery, and the Main Sitting-Room. Also, please stay out of the door on the right in the Sitting Room, that one leads to the garage. Have a pleasant evening."
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:37 pm
Valen paused for a moment at the appearance of the Butler, unfamiliar with the man's statements until he considered his would-be destination. Without replying in the slightest the Consort retreated with a respectful nod, his mind already working on how best to truly infiltrate the manor via escaping detection. The fact that as soon as he had tried to depart he had been immediately stymied did not act as a deterrent to Valen; on the contrary, it only seemed to confirm his suspicions that there was far far more to the Wayan Estate and its Master than meets the eye.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:46 pm
((What? There's nothing more to the manor, Damien just doesn't want people ******** with his s**t. /lie))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 7:48 pm
((Give me a moment for my rebuttal;
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Good one.))
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