Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 0:11:14 GMT -5
*walks through the forest, arm slung over his stomach in hunger as it growls emptily; lets out a small groan, leaning weakly against a tree trunk and looking around for anyone close* Hang it all... *looks at his wrist, then bites it hard, beginning to lap at the blood that wells up at the punctures*
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 0:53:49 GMT -5
*Sonja walking through the woods for some air away from town. She peers around the corner seeing Sebastian lapping at his own wrist. Not knowing how to react she stopped and stared at him. She saw a fond beauty in him, a lovely look that paralyzed her.*
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 0:58:23 GMT -5
*glances up at her only to flicker his attentions back to his bleeding wrist; double takes, now turning his attention entirely to her; lets out a hiss, beginning to approach her but then stops cold* ... It cannot be. Surely you are not of the same persuasion as myself? *rolls his eyes, looking away impatiently* Your scent is just as defabricated in odor as my own. >>
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:02:03 GMT -5
*Shakes a little*
Yes, I am in fact a vampire. If that is what you mean. A lovely gift, wouldn't you agree?
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 1:05:40 GMT -5
'Tis... 'Tis no such thing. *straightens his shoulders, looking her now up and down as if attempting to recognize her; frowns slightly* I do not think I have seen your countenance before now. I hadn't the slightest clue that others like myself roamed about in this precinct. *bows* I am Lord Sebastian Gaunt. 'Tis a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss...?
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:08:40 GMT -5
*Smiles a bit*
Le Blanc, Sonja Le Blanc. It is nice to meet you Lord Gaunt. Where did you earn such a title as Lord?
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 1:12:40 GMT -5
My father was the first standing Lord Gaunt, but, unfortunately, his body was burned to the point of little to no remains... The title was mine for the taking, however unofficial it seems. *smiles* Le Blanc... French. Are you French by origin, Miss Sonja?
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Cinzia
The Coven
Shifting is my life!
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Post by Cinzia on Jun 28, 2012 1:16:23 GMT -5
*runs past them in wolf form not stopping to investigate*
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:16:54 GMT -5
*Shivers at the thought of burning alive. Than nods to his question.*
You could say. My Father was indeed French. But his Mistress, my biological mother was from Spain. I was born in Paris, France, but quickly moved into Spain.
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 1:23:46 GMT -5
*smiles a white, subtly fanged smile* Beautiful. Now, if you could excuse me for just one moment... *pauses, then vanishes in a wisp of black smoke; reappears in the way of Cinzia's path, shooting out a gloved hand and grabbing her by the scruff of the neck; crouches lightly, holding her to the ground* What is this, then...? A dog seems to have been listening into my conversation. Eavesdropping is impolite, mongrel. *smiles broader, laughing a hissing, breathy laugh*
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:25:50 GMT -5
*watches extremely confused*
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Cinzia
The Coven
Shifting is my life!
Posts: 202
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Post by Cinzia on Jun 28, 2012 1:27:27 GMT -5
*makes a yelping sound and whimpers; shifts back, quickly phasing clothing on her* ahh...*chokes back*
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 1:32:57 GMT -5
*raises an eyebrow, then straightens, lifting her to set her on her feet; uses a finger to face her head towards him, looking into her eyes* It looks like this really isn't your kind of evening, dear. *opens his mouth, leaning in to bite her neck...but then pauses* ... And naturally, you're a vampire as well. *scoffs angrily, casting her aside and stalking back over to Sonja* You have got to be pulling my leg.
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:33:11 GMT -5
*Mad at the fact that she was being watched. She begins to pull off her gloves by the fingers*
Lord Gaunt, would you like me to take care of this pest?
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Cinzia
The Coven
Shifting is my life!
Posts: 202
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Post by Cinzia on Jun 28, 2012 1:43:09 GMT -5
*wide eyed; stumbles back*
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 1:46:56 GMT -5
Get out of here. *hisses at Cinzia, flashing his fangs before once more withdrawing them and moving calmly back to Sonja* Anyway. As I was until quite recently saying... 'Tis fascinating that you hail from such noble places. Tell me, does Spain celebrate such things as the dark magics or anything of that particular manner...?
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 1:50:03 GMT -5
*Stumbles at the question, afraid to mention her past*
Ahh, no. Not that I've been knowledgeable in at least. I am sorry if that ruins your expectations. But I do appreciate your thoughts of my life and countries.
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 2:05:28 GMT -5
Disappointment thrives not where meager expectation thrives not. *smiles* Excuse me for assuming that you came to be a vampire by such a crass manner. If I could be so bold, however, and forgive me if 'tis not my place... How did you come to be a vampire, milady?
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Post by Sonja Le Blanc on Jun 28, 2012 2:09:39 GMT -5
*Shivers with a small smile*
It's quite the long tale. But the short version is I was kidnapped and spend years on my life with the man who later accidentally turned me. I claimed my right as a new vampire after i killed him.
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Sebastian
The Coven
My dear Emilie...
Posts: 31
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Post by Sebastian on Jun 28, 2012 2:13:38 GMT -5
*listens with interest* I see, I see... What a horrid circumstance. Not at all suitable for a young lady. *pauses, then remembers her shiver at the beginning; frowns slightly* ... I've upset you. My apologies, 'twas rude of me to ask such personal inquiries.
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