Vampire: Blood in the Water
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OOC: I'm out for the weekend, ya'll. Heading to the mountains with my son to get some fresh air...and try to get some studying done (MCSE study guide = frustration!!). Sic, go ahead and joystick me as needed. I'll catch up when I return on Sunday.
I am leaving sunday for a family vacation until next friday. I will try and write a scene tonight that could last you a while so you can drag in out till I get back.
ooc: lol, i guess looking back i missed my chance to interact with the vamps 
oh well.
"(Fr) Anais, you are a mean one. Why drag out their suffering?" But Dante was still new to the ways of vampires and could think of nothing better to do to them so he went to follow orders. A stake lay on the ground by one of the vampires. As he bent to pick it up the one that Anais and David were interrogating burst into flame (ooc: that's what immolation is right? if not...substitute with whatever immolation consists of). Dante looked to the one close to him and caught a glimpse under his shirt to see the tatoo of a dragon and some spears as he too burst into flame. "What was that? How were they?" he asked to nobody in particular.
oh well."(Fr) Anais, you are a mean one. Why drag out their suffering?" But Dante was still new to the ways of vampires and could think of nothing better to do to them so he went to follow orders. A stake lay on the ground by one of the vampires. As he bent to pick it up the one that Anais and David were interrogating burst into flame (ooc: that's what immolation is right? if not...substitute with whatever immolation consists of). Dante looked to the one close to him and caught a glimpse under his shirt to see the tatoo of a dragon and some spears as he too burst into flame. "What was that? How were they?" he asked to nobody in particular.
Wilhelm opened and saw David chuckling at him as he was shaking him.
"Hoer auf!" He exclaimed weakly. "(Eng.) What the devil happened?" He asked with his thick German accent.
Looking around at the scene, it was obvious that he had missed something. The wound in his side didn't look too good either. Were he human, he should be dead by now...
"Hoer auf!" He exclaimed weakly. "(Eng.) What the devil happened?" He asked with his thick German accent.
Looking around at the scene, it was obvious that he had missed something. The wound in his side didn't look too good either. Were he human, he should be dead by now...
Rascal said:
Yes, immolation is burstintoflames. Also I dont know if Ive mentioned this so I think I should. A stake to the heart actually wont kill you. It puts you into instant torpor. (You fall unconcious untill it is removed.) It still does damage but it wont kill you. Basically nothing short of total immolation (burstintoflames) and the removing of your head will kill you. If your brain and heart are still connected and there is blood present to run them you will live.
OOC: Found my way to a computer and what passes for civilization out here. Didn't get any studying done thus far either. :eusa_wall
IC: Anaïs sighed at the naivety of Dante's question. Didn't he realize that whoever had sent these poor excuses for vamps was more than likely to have used them as shock troops? Testing them to see what they were capable of. Not good...not good at all. Not to mention the Latin. Were they a rogue order of the Sanctum? Or were they Brood? Feth.
(fr) "Dante, I'm not mean. I'm practical. If they can't get back up, they can't chase us down. And with the police sure to investigate this, we need all the distraction we can get. Besides...it's a moot point. They're dead. And I think the good Paladin has some answers that we deserve after getting attacked like this."
"For now...Are you all in one piece? Well enough to travel? We've nearly 200 miles to cover tonight before Paris and the safehouse of the Prince.."
Ruefully, she smiled. Poor things. She was trying to protect them, as far as it went, but so far it wasn't working well. What must they think of this strange world and its stranger inhabitants that had so far done nothing but conspire to kill them?
IC: Anaïs sighed at the naivety of Dante's question. Didn't he realize that whoever had sent these poor excuses for vamps was more than likely to have used them as shock troops? Testing them to see what they were capable of. Not good...not good at all. Not to mention the Latin. Were they a rogue order of the Sanctum? Or were they Brood? Feth.
(fr) "Dante, I'm not mean. I'm practical. If they can't get back up, they can't chase us down. And with the police sure to investigate this, we need all the distraction we can get. Besides...it's a moot point. They're dead. And I think the good Paladin has some answers that we deserve after getting attacked like this."
"For now...Are you all in one piece? Well enough to travel? We've nearly 200 miles to cover tonight before Paris and the safehouse of the Prince.."
Ruefully, she smiled. Poor things. She was trying to protect them, as far as it went, but so far it wasn't working well. What must they think of this strange world and its stranger inhabitants that had so far done nothing but conspire to kill them?
Pyxidragon said:
Surely you arent going to skip the safehouse to pick up the package? You will be given lodging by such a friendly man! Speaking of which!
The safe house
The party had disposed of any evidence of thier scuffle. And continued on the road north. A few more hours of travle and they aproched a small hamlet. The safehouse were they would be staying the day sat atop a hill in the center of town. They approced the door and again above the doorway there was the same strange symbol as the last place, the snake. Anais nocked on the door. Thier was no answer but the door opend on its own. The house was dark. The group stared into the darkness wondering what to do, when a voice came from inside, as if from thin air.
"Welcom, thhhhsss, come in. You haf been expected."
The group warily entered the house.
"Do not fear I mean no harm, I am Thadius. Keeper of this house. You arrrrr the ones sssssent from Marrrsseillles cca ccaaa correct?"
The voice sounded as if it were right next to them and suddenly the door shut behind.
"Oh and I am sorry I am not being a proper host, I would show myssself but you seeee my apearence is somtimes quite......... alarming. If you will all brace yourselves, I will appear, remember I am a friend I mean no harm."
Suddenly out of the shadows thier appeared a grotesque form of a man, covered in sores, and toumors. He was a vampire but his fangs were much larger, and curved outwards from his mouth. His skin was a sickly green color and his eyes were solid black.
"You see, I dare not reveal myself to the township, I do not blend in as well as you. I am Thadius. Judgeing by the look on your faces I am the first Nosforatue you have met. I assure you, I am not asshamed of my appearence it is the curse of all my clan."
"Please rest up for the day, there have been rooms made available."
(Ok Im gonna leave it here. Spend the night, chat it up, learn more about eachother. And then the next day leave for paris. Anais when you go to leave Thadius will give you a pacjkage for the Prince, It will be rather large. About 4 feet long and pretty heavy. He will warn you not to open it. I wish I could write more but I have to pack for the camping trip. See you all on thursday.)
The night was still young, and the cloth wrapped around his torso seemed to be sufficient to keep the blood in, as thick as it was...
He felt ashamed in a way to have been a burden to his companions... Again, the thought of why he had been 'chosen' to be like this went through his mind. He didn't feel very useful.
And now he was stuck in an advanced world, with something shocking at every turn...vampires who looked like plague victims... hostile vampires who spoke latin (not that he understood, but he recognised it from church sermons from his childhood)...metal moving, as though with a mind of its own... Oh, regardless, he was determined to adapt, only, he was considering he might have to do that on his own. This vampire 'clans' thing was not for him.
As he wandered the halls of the safehouse, he came accross Anaïs (OOC: wherever she is right now). He did like getting to know the ladies, and this one was certainly interesting-looking... Pushing his dark thoughts aside, he put up a facade of aloofness and spoke with a charming, light tone.
"(Fr.) We've hardly gotten the chance to talk with all this rushing about, mademoiselle..." He made one of his best smiles.
He felt ashamed in a way to have been a burden to his companions... Again, the thought of why he had been 'chosen' to be like this went through his mind. He didn't feel very useful.
And now he was stuck in an advanced world, with something shocking at every turn...vampires who looked like plague victims... hostile vampires who spoke latin (not that he understood, but he recognised it from church sermons from his childhood)...metal moving, as though with a mind of its own... Oh, regardless, he was determined to adapt, only, he was considering he might have to do that on his own. This vampire 'clans' thing was not for him.
As he wandered the halls of the safehouse, he came accross Anaïs (OOC: wherever she is right now). He did like getting to know the ladies, and this one was certainly interesting-looking... Pushing his dark thoughts aside, he put up a facade of aloofness and spoke with a charming, light tone.
"(Fr.) We've hardly gotten the chance to talk with all this rushing about, mademoiselle..." He made one of his best smiles.
occ: sorry I've bene dentist, then away all weekend. Hope everyone had a good time
ic: Elizabeth looked around warily. She was still trying to get used to her new era. As fasanating as it was. Getting up she went for a short walk, to see how the others were doing. The first person she came across was Dante.
She had only really got to know Dante and Odette, even then she knew nothing but their vampire lives. Sitting beside Dante she asked
'(It) This is a strange, but very interesting century. No?' She asked with a mock voice. Laughing she waited for his reply.
ic: Elizabeth looked around warily. She was still trying to get used to her new era. As fasanating as it was. Getting up she went for a short walk, to see how the others were doing. The first person she came across was Dante.
She had only really got to know Dante and Odette, even then she knew nothing but their vampire lives. Sitting beside Dante she asked
'(It) This is a strange, but very interesting century. No?' She asked with a mock voice. Laughing she waited for his reply.
With Elizabeth beside him he couldn't help but chat...it would be good to use his voice after how many years of sleep? 300?!?
"(It) It is most fascinating! The horseless coaches...the windows...the clothes, I see you found yourself something very unladylike," as he indicated Elizabeths pants and shirt. "I wonder why women would ever have given up wearing dresses?"
"(It) It is most fascinating! The horseless coaches...the windows...the clothes, I see you found yourself something very unladylike," as he indicated Elizabeths pants and shirt. "I wonder why women would ever have given up wearing dresses?"
Anaïs had been roaming the halls of their safehouse (she'd been delighted to discover their host had a rather extensive collection of movies as well as a TV with a screen large enough to do them justice) when she'd run into Wilhelm. The poor thing was still bleeding a little. Hadn't his sire taught him how to heal himself with the very blood he was losing? With an amused mental shake of her head, she listened to him speak, enjoying the auditory pleasure of her native language from a masculine voice. Even if the German accent did mar it slightly...
(fr) "Monsieur Wilhelm...or do you prefer Herr? I apologize that I cannot speak to you in your own language, and request forgiveness that I only speak English and the tongue of this land."
She smiled at him winningly, grey eyes warming as she looked him over. Mon Dieu, he was an elegant man. Must have been quite the lady-killer in his time. Sliding a hand into her jeans pocket, she continued.
"And I have been far from a proper guide, I suspect. Please...come with me. I am in need of a bit of nourishment after the excitement of the evening, and then we may discuss whatever you would like until the small hours before the sun arises. "
Taking his hand with her free one, she began to head down to the kitchen where she knew Thaddeus had a girl just for the pleasure. It was a niece...or cousin...some younger female relation at any rate. A blood doll, and a rather tasty one if she was recalling the right young lady.
"Though, I must warn you, sir, I've a few questions of my own about your most fascinating journey to this time...and women of this day are far less reticent than you are perhaps used to."
(fr) "Monsieur Wilhelm...or do you prefer Herr? I apologize that I cannot speak to you in your own language, and request forgiveness that I only speak English and the tongue of this land."
She smiled at him winningly, grey eyes warming as she looked him over. Mon Dieu, he was an elegant man. Must have been quite the lady-killer in his time. Sliding a hand into her jeans pocket, she continued.
"And I have been far from a proper guide, I suspect. Please...come with me. I am in need of a bit of nourishment after the excitement of the evening, and then we may discuss whatever you would like until the small hours before the sun arises. "
Taking his hand with her free one, she began to head down to the kitchen where she knew Thaddeus had a girl just for the pleasure. It was a niece...or cousin...some younger female relation at any rate. A blood doll, and a rather tasty one if she was recalling the right young lady.
"Though, I must warn you, sir, I've a few questions of my own about your most fascinating journey to this time...and women of this day are far less reticent than you are perhaps used to."
Elizabeth laughed.
'(It) I don't know but I'm liking this century more than our own...I'm not sure why,' She trailed off, she did indeed love this century, the clothes, the machines everything.
'(It) Maybe I was jsut born in the wrong time,' She laughed at the thought
'(It) I don't know but I'm liking this century more than our own...I'm not sure why,' She trailed off, she did indeed love this century, the clothes, the machines everything.
'(It) Maybe I was jsut born in the wrong time,' She laughed at the thought
"(It) Well you may have been born in the wrong time, but I think I liked it more before. This is all almost too fabulous, everything is so new. Did you see what that gun did to Wilhelm? It was almost like a canon hit him." She was laughing and he was almost depressed, an odd combination for a conversation. "What do you think of our host? And Anais? What did you tell Mr. Andrews?"
Elizabeth stopped laughing, the gun ahd scared her. So much power jsut at the pull of a finger.
'(It) I told him as mucha s truth as he needed to know, I didn't tell him about the spear or about my mother...'
She shook her head absently mindedly.
'(It) Our host seems fine, friendly even. Anais...hhmmm...well I'm not sure, I mena for one we don't know much about her, nor any reason to trust her. I guess we should jsut wait and see what happens, the same questions back to you,'
'(It) I told him as mucha s truth as he needed to know, I didn't tell him about the spear or about my mother...'
She shook her head absently mindedly.
'(It) Our host seems fine, friendly even. Anais...hhmmm...well I'm not sure, I mena for one we don't know much about her, nor any reason to trust her. I guess we should jsut wait and see what happens, the same questions back to you,'
"(It) Paladin Andrews...i answered his questions truthfully, maybe staying a little hazy on the details. Anais seems like a nice woman, if a little too forward and loud for what a woman should be. She seems very self-assured and happy to be a vampire, that is for sure." Dante sighed. He didn't want to remember his family right now, but images of his sister and mother danced through his head. "I wonder what has become of our families? Perhaps there is some way to find out."
'(It) Maybe there is, technology seems to be way more advanced than are time, maybe anais might help us..?' She still wasnt sure if she could trust this woman but it was her only link to finding out about this world and survivng in it
Wilhelm smiled.
"(Fr.) Call me whatever you feel most comfortable with, mademoiselle...or would you prefer Fräulein?" He chuckled, knowing perfectly well what the French thought of German titles...at least, 300 years ago...
Before he could add something, Anaïs replied, then promptly took his hand and led him to a room filled with square doors with buttons. If modern women were all like this, they were much more forward than he was used to...might be a good thing. Less work for him to to. He tried to hide the boyish grin caused by that thought.
He suddenly noticed a girl standing idly in the room; now what was she doing there...a ghoul maybe?
Anaïs started moving towards her and said something, but from her odd, modern accent, Wilhelm didn't quite understand... he simply followed her, questioningly...
"(fr.) Eh...what is it you want to know?"
"(Fr.) Call me whatever you feel most comfortable with, mademoiselle...or would you prefer Fräulein?" He chuckled, knowing perfectly well what the French thought of German titles...at least, 300 years ago...
Before he could add something, Anaïs replied, then promptly took his hand and led him to a room filled with square doors with buttons. If modern women were all like this, they were much more forward than he was used to...might be a good thing. Less work for him to to. He tried to hide the boyish grin caused by that thought.
He suddenly noticed a girl standing idly in the room; now what was she doing there...a ghoul maybe?
Anaïs started moving towards her and said something, but from her odd, modern accent, Wilhelm didn't quite understand... he simply followed her, questioningly...
"(fr.) Eh...what is it you want to know?"
After meeting the ugly vampire, Daithi stalked to his chambers. He needed to wash up, changing into animals always made his hands dirty. Normally he wouldn't care, but the company he was keeping these days might be put off by dirty figurenails...though, he doubted the ugly vampire could be put off by much. Daithi shook his head, glad that he wasn't a member of THAT clan.
The wash basin was strange. It had no pitcher of water sitting in it, and further more it had a strange hole at the bottom. It did however have a shiney silver thing hanging over it and two little dials to either side. Daithi turned a dial and smiled as water poured into the basin...and out the hole. Shrugging, Daithi washed his hands in the stream of water, and figured that perhaps like invisible horses this new time didn't care if their wells ran dry.
He looked around his chamber for books or newspapers, singing Irish songs as he did...all Paladin Andrews history of his homeland had done was make him increasingly homesick. After a bit, he became bored, straightened his shirt and went off in search of a library, still humming tunes to keep his mind from worrying about what other strange things awaited him in the new century.
The wash basin was strange. It had no pitcher of water sitting in it, and further more it had a strange hole at the bottom. It did however have a shiney silver thing hanging over it and two little dials to either side. Daithi turned a dial and smiled as water poured into the basin...and out the hole. Shrugging, Daithi washed his hands in the stream of water, and figured that perhaps like invisible horses this new time didn't care if their wells ran dry.
He looked around his chamber for books or newspapers, singing Irish songs as he did...all Paladin Andrews history of his homeland had done was make him increasingly homesick. After a bit, he became bored, straightened his shirt and went off in search of a library, still humming tunes to keep his mind from worrying about what other strange things awaited him in the new century.
It was the same girl in the kitchen, and Anaïs grinned with delight before greeting her...
(fr)"Good afternoon, Pomme. Do you remember me?" When the red-headed doll nodded acquiescence and came willingly, exposing her alabaster neck, the grin grew broader.
Taking the young woman by the arm, she drew her in for a bite, then remembered her manners.
"Wilhelm, please...have the first drink. She enjoys it above any other pleasure...only...do not drain her. She is the ward of our host and it would be rather rude...don't you think?"
Giving the doll into her companion's arms, Anaïs sat backwards on a nearby chair and waited to watch his fangs pierce the girl's neck. Watching, as she well knew, was almost as good as having, and made the coming taste all the sweeter.
(fr)"Good afternoon, Pomme. Do you remember me?" When the red-headed doll nodded acquiescence and came willingly, exposing her alabaster neck, the grin grew broader.
Taking the young woman by the arm, she drew her in for a bite, then remembered her manners.
"Wilhelm, please...have the first drink. She enjoys it above any other pleasure...only...do not drain her. She is the ward of our host and it would be rather rude...don't you think?"
Giving the doll into her companion's arms, Anaïs sat backwards on a nearby chair and waited to watch his fangs pierce the girl's neck. Watching, as she well knew, was almost as good as having, and made the coming taste all the sweeter.
