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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 12:07 am
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A slightly scruffy man in a suit strode into the room with his nose planted firmly in a book. He paused and turned his head to look behind him "You coming James?". A younger man dressed impeccably an ensemble looking like it was straight out of the 1840's (waistcoat and all) "Of course I'm coming! I... I just had to fix my crease, that's all." Jame's mechanical eye whirred as it took in the decor "Nice place. Impressive really, and here I was expecting dank corridors and coffins." Jack made a small, but undisputedly grumpy noise, "Great Father save me, I swear, Brian just told me off for being rude. And look at you. We're guests here. Be polite." The sound of their accents was unmistakably British, although Jame's was much more pronounced.
James simply rolled his eyes "Of course, of course. Heaven forbid I ruin the entire wedding by making an observation." Jack snorted "I've seen men killed for making observations." James stood with his hands on his hips "You were a member of a fanatic religious organization, of course you have." Jack gestured for James to shut up and pointed out that there were other people in the room besides them.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 12:23 am
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Gypsy turned at the voices and looked all of them over briefly, easily noting that all were vampires. She dismissed the female as the flighty, easily distracted type and not one she would be able to deal with for long without snapping at her at the very least. The Italian seemed easy going enough, though probably still not someone she’d want to be around for long.
The last one held her attention, though. Quiet, a little reserved, apparently speaking only when needed, but strong, a fighter, a warrior… She could deal with all of that easily. She only had to keep her demonic half from causing trouble.
She cleared her throat a bit since she was apparently the only one here to deal with them, but kept the cloak on and her hood up for now, “Welcome… There are servants who can show you to rooms… But all vampires coming here must be warned of the rules for staying,” she said simply, hating the seductive quality of her voice but knowing there was no help for it.
“There are plenty of willing donors here, so there is no need for hunting or killing. You are allowed to defend yourselves, though, if attacked. No fighting in the garden at all; use the courtyard, or the training area if you’re here when it’s finished. No entrancing the servants, other residents, or villagers. If you need something, ask,” she spread her gloved hands a bit without revealing herself otherwise, “Simple rules, no real hardship for anyone. Otherwise, feel free to choose a room for yourself,” she finished on that part and went silent, saying only what she needed to while keeping her distance.
Then the humans came in, however immortal they were. And apparently here for a wedding as well. Just her luck.
"Goddess save me..." she muttered under her breath and turned to them, "Different rules apply to you humans, though only one will really matter right now: no killing anyone while you're here. Attempt to do so and you will not like the results," she told them with a hint of a growl to her very seductive voice.
That lead to her taking a deep breath to calm herself down so her demonic half stayed in the proverbial box it was locked in for the moment. She really hated idiots...
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 12:44 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 1:11 am
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Jack held up his hands, clearly revealing that the book he had been reading was a pocket Bible "Rest assured madame, this time I'm not here to cause any harm." An unnamed emotion took over his face, it was almost blank, but clearly there was something going on in his mind. Mostly how utterly attractive that woman was, even if she was acting a bit... Bitchy. And also how he accidentally mentioned the last time he was here, a good century or so ago, as a Church sanctioned hunter. At least he had been so green then he hadn't done any damage, who knew how long their memories could run.
James on the other hand put his hands in his pockets as he eyed the woman, his mechanical eye repeatedly focusing and refocusing. He simply said "Seems logical." and then an attractive young vampire touched his nose. His eye made a clicking noise as it focused on her hand. In a rather strained tone of voice he said "I think I'd rather, not thank you very much." As pretty as she was, she was still a vampire. James wasn't the biggest fans of vampires, nor did he know too much about them besides the stories he had heard. The other woman's mentioning of willing donors and hunting made him uneasy, he felt vaguely like a cattle being brought to a slaughter.
When someone bumped into Jack and knocked his bible to the ground, and promptly asked for a "thousand pardons" Jack deadpanned "No harm done." The book flew back into Jacks hands without any prompting on his part, and obediently opened back up to the page where he had left off. "This time." Jack looked evenly at the person who bumped into him, his voice growing cold "Just look where you're going, don't want to trod on any toes now do we?"
Meanwhile, James had begun twirling a pocket watch on a long brass chain round his fingers. "Should I go fetch Brian? I think I will." He turned to Jack "Hold down the fort for me." Without further delay, he vanished with a sharp crack. Jack muttered "Show off" James had done that intentionally to demonstrate that he wasn't powerless. The idiot. [[James exited & Jack remains]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 1:22 am
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As the final one came through the room, Gypsy knew her control was on its final thread. With that, she seemed even more calm and collected. Which would have been a sign to worry in anyone who actually knew her. But since none of these people did, there was no real warning them of the potential impending disaster.
"Very well... There are servants available to escort you to rooms and deliver messages to those you're here to see. So if you will excuse me..." she said in a voice that was absolutely calm but even more seductive to hear as she gave them all a nod of her head then headed towards the stained-glass door that lead to the garden.
The movement made the hem of her cloak flare a bit, revealing the handmade leather boots that were made for silent walking and hugged very nice legs also clad in leather. The hood flared just a bit as well, giving just a hint of her face as she passed them all: lips naturally colored a tempting shade of red, features that begged for attention, and an aura of pure temptation and seduction.
All of that just a hint of what she looked like under the cloak, and why she wore it.
She opened the door and left them all standing there for a brief moment until a servant for each of them, all quite human, moved in to collect their bags and take them to rooms for them.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 1:42 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 7:57 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2014 8:21 am
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Jack raised an eyebrow "Really? No idea at all? Interesting." Jack rubbed his chin and took a closer look at the other man. "Well, if you're looking for answers, I'm sure someone around here could help." This was an island chock-full of magical beings after all. The sooty black smoke changed to a hazy blue, quite similar to gun smoke. Jack was curious now, where had this person come from? What powers had brought him here? Who was this man? Was he, really, a man? Or some other species?
The thoughts rattled around in his mind as he contemplated the best way to word his answer. "One of my friends, a human mage like me, is getting married to a vampire who resides here. " Jack's gaze wandered about the room, he was still taking it in, in his own way. "I have to say it's all pretty surreal. A blood mage and a vampire, an interesting pair indeed." Jack took another drag of his cigarette, this time when he exhaled, the smoke formed a perfect square (rings had become boring to him in the early 60's). "You know, I don't really know much about this place either... Last time I was here I didn't bother finding out anything. I think Brian's been talking to Rose through a mirror though, he might be able to explain a few things." Of course Brian was also chatting with what Jack would bet his Gutenberg bible was a young vampire, it appeared that he had taken a liking to her... Although that coupled with his brother's tendency to take forever to do something, it was probably going to be a good while before either one showed up.
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