Satis House

[Azure Halfbreed]

Felix followed Antha into the parlor, hearing what she had to say about Julien. From the sounds of it, it seemed like she had kind of a distaste for him. Not really disliking him, just distasteful. And why was this guys the first person she muttered, when she searched Felix. He knew that's what she had to have done.

Following her hand, Felix sat in a chair across from her. He needed to adjust a weapon hidden in his cloths so it would be comcomfortable. Taking a seat, he looked at Antha. "My other family believes me dead, when in actuality I ran. I don't think it's right to run from another."  

[Goblin In A Suit]

As soon as they left into the Parlor Kain suddnely felt as if he was free from whatever had held him. When she had looked at him he felt himself almost die. He cluched his heart wondering what it was about her that attracted him so. Was it love or fear. He decided it was problely the latter or a small bit of both so he let it go. He thought about following them but then tought about it carfully. There was something about her that was strangely familiar. He just couldn't put his finger on it. He checked his mask feeling it was on tight and so knew that the feeling wasn't bad air. He knew he felt something like that before. But from where. He finally followed them standign by the door then closed it behind them to try to be polite then waited to be invited to sit.  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

Antha just shrugged, that vague, wicked grin lingering on her lips. "Just remember when it all comes crashing down upon you, whether it be a day or a decade from now, that I gave you the option of running." With that she stood again and left the room, crossing to the little room beside the stairs where all of her pictures were kept. From here she retrieved a book with the simple label of 'Mayfair' on the cover and returned to the parlor as if she had never left to begin with. She paused only briefly before explaining, setting the book down in her lap as her eyes turned to gaze upon the other boy. "By all means, Kain, have a seat." She flashed him one small smile, something between amusement and a cruel playfulness behind that little gesture. He hadn't told her his name, and she hoped that he realized that.
In a movement like flipping a switch, Antha's attention was all placed upon Felix again, handing the book to him. "A collection of Mayfair pictures, or in some cases, pictures of paintings. The first one is Deborah, who was the first witch of our blood. She is the only known witch besides me to ever carry the three marks of the witch." She raised her hand for a moment or two, letting the faint scar on the side of her hand show in the dusty streamers of light from the windows. When she was an infant, it had been a sixth finger, the third mark, but her father had been very quick to chop it off. "Every drop of blood in our family comes from Deborah, as well as the Legacy." Again she paused, this time waiting for him to look through the book of pictures and for Kain to sit down. The second thought amused her greatly, because the only place left to sit was beside her and she could feel the first traces of fear, unease, in the air like ribbons wrapping around him, coating him. It sent an excited tremor through the umbra and brought a strange gleam to Antha's eyes, that wicked little grin to her lips.

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

"I shall not forget the warning." Felix looked down and opened the book. He found the picture she was talking about. Deborah Mayfair. The painting was old. He couldn't really tell how old though. But then again, his job wasn't to deal with antiques and relics from the past. So not being able to tell the age of the painting should be normal. He studied it for a while then started flipping through more pages, studing each for a brief moment.

"Three marks of a witch, huh? So I'm guessing that scar it to cover up one of them. Am I correct?" Felix flipped through more pages, looking at more of his family member. Most, if not all the one's he was looking at now were probably deceased. It seemed though this family had a deeper history than he origanally presumed.  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

"The scar is from where my sixth finger was cut off as an infant." She looked at that small sliver of a scar for a moment, her expressing showing resentment for a brief moment, before suddenly she went to Felix, leaning over him. "Red hair," she said softly, running a few fingers through his hair and down to his cheek, tracing a line around the edge of his eye, "Green eyes, and a sixth finger."
With that, she returned to her seat, looking somewhat pleased with herself. "You have no idea how correct you are about our history being deep. It is not quantity, per se, but rather quality. People---human, witch, vampire, and lycan alike---know our name well in this city, and the things we have tied to that name. Money, power, secrecy, blood." One moment passed in silence, her eyes focusing more directly upon him, more intensely. "And of course our recurring method of strengthening the witch blood---incest." She said the last word heavily, putting a thick emphasis upon it. After all, the Mayfair family was nothing without incest.

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

"Red hair and green eyes?" Felix grabbed a strand of his hair and held it out. He had the hair and the eyes. But he didn't know about the finger. He knew he had ten, but he never check for a scar. He brought both hands up and searched. Nothing. Looks like he only had two of the three. He didn't mind though. He didn't know where the mark came into play.

His attention did fall back to her when she mention the word incest. It only shocked him for a brief moment. From what he learned long ago, royalty did it to keep the blood pure. He really didn't mind though. In the guild everyone was your brother or sister. And the elder's were your parents. Why should this be any different than what they did there.

Felix thought about that a little deeper than lifted his head up to look at Antha. If they inbreed in exactly what way was he related to her?  

[Goblin In A Suit]

Kain sat a little shocked that she knew his name. "Do I know you form somewhere?" he asked her as he sat down in a big chair. "You seem very familar to me." He said almost to himself. "I'm sorry but you can't really believe in all that old stuff can you? I mean Lycans Vampires and Witches. Sounds really out there to me." he said hoping that he didn't say something he shouldn't have. He was thinking hard. Suddenly a lot of things hit his head at one time putting too many pictures in his head for him to follow.

Only one he could see even a little. It was him wearing that old gas mask in the army. He wondered what it was about.  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

"Does it not bother you?" she asked simply, her voice a brush of a whisper as she stood and went to lean over him, touching her fingers to his cheek. "It is an unwritten law within our family. Cousin and cousin, parent and child, brother and sister." It was the last one that she lingered on, putting a strange emphasis upon the words that matched the gleam in her eyes. "With our blood," she said simply, angling his face up as she drew closer, only an inch or so but it was enough, "Everyone is fair game."
She withdrew from him abruptly, turning to Kain, drawing closer to him. "Do you not believe in them?" The umbra gathered around her as she stalked forward, her power making them flicker into visible matter for split seconds at a time. Behind her, the fireplace rumbled faintly and the flames licked up over the blackened wood without a single spark to light it. Magic at it's finest---pyrokinesis.
She leaned over Kain as she had Felix, slightly suggestive, taunting, but there was an edge of menace to it now, slight. "Do you not believe in witches and vampires, Kain?" She moved a fraction of an inch, almost imperceptible, but it was enough to throw the firelight over the little round marks on her neck as her fingertips caressed them, marks made by neat little fangs.

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

Felix just sat there as Antha spoke to him about what happened in her family. Or rather their family. He could tell if she was trying to scare him with that though. When she asked if it doesn't bother him, that's what it seemed like, but when she started naming partner couplings, it was as if she enjoyed the though. But it truely didn't bother Felix. As he told himself earlier. The guild would do the same.

Antha got up and moved over to Kain. He was foolish if he thought that vampire and lycans didn't exist. Felix has been on missions to kill them before. He knows just how deadly they can be. Felix waited until Antha was done teasing or torturing the guy before he gave his answer.

"No I'm not bothered by your unwritten law. I've actually dealt with something like this on a regular basis." Felix thought about when she was naming the couples again. It did seem she put more feeling behind brother and sister. He wondered what for.  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

"Because it's the preferred coupling," she answered simply, though he hadn't said the words aloud. She moved back to him as she spoke, returning to her stance over him, her fingers brushing along his jaw again. "It is not as dangerous as parent and child, but it is very close blood nonetheless." Again she pried into his eyes with her own, something in them very suggestive, almost obscene. "I have two older brothers, you know. Twins. By law, they are my half-brothers, born of my mother and uncle Michael. In reality, we are of the very same blood. My mother bred with her younger brother, producing the three of us by him." Her eyes still watched him, too intense for words, too suggestive of a gaze to be normal. They were Antha's favorite tool. "They would have it no other way. My mother was Designee of the Legacy before me, and that blood must be kept very strong. For those reasons, when I was young they wished me to bear a child by my father. When it became clear that I would not, they urged me upon my older brothers. But Nicolae is immortal now---living dead---and I will never touch Malakai that way. That is why they have hopes for my half brothers, of which there are many." Her gaze narrowed in the small instance of silence, intensified to something positively frightful. "My brothers by Oncle Julien."

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

Antha made her way over to Felix again. He never broke eye contact with her. Even as her fingers touched his face. He would have to admit this was an interesting family he was born into. And Felix was brought up to never really be bothered by a matter this small. But seeing as how this was his family now. That could just change.

Felix lowered one eyebrow in thought. That was yet another time she mentioned Julien's name in distaste. Was there something about him that she didn't like? There must be. Why else would she keep doing that. "What is it about this Julien that you don't like?"  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

Antha smiled a new smile, something that promised she was pleased with him, and leaned over a touch more, pressing her cheek gently to his, whispering into his ear so that only he could hear her words, his hair stirring faintly with her breath. "Because my mother convinced Leon Marquis to marry her by telling him that she was pregnant with his child. She died giving birth to me, and Leon hated me that I was in truth no blood of his. I was Julien's, as were my brothers before me. He told them I was dead and he kept me in the attic of this house until I was nine years old. Julien knew the truth, but he did nothing about it. When my cousins discovered me and he could not deny it, he refused to save me from Leon because he threatened to tell the world who my real father was. He was so frightened of losing his spotless record, of one of his many incestuous flings being made undeniable, that he left me there to be tortured."
She retreated then, just far back enough to look him in the eyes. "If my father hadn't died, he might never have bothered enough to save me." She touched one pale finger to his temple, as if she would run her fingers through his hair, and gave him that memory. Leon in his bed, the white linen sheets a swampy mess of blood, the kitchen knife still stuck in his chest. The memory of Michael running for the phone while she watched him, silent, and the way he had looked at her when he finally saw her, dropping the phone to the ground, eyes wide with panic, fear, the small, shocked scream that had issued from his lips and Julien running in to see what was amiss. She still remembered the look in his eyes vividly, the strange mix of fright and guilt, of knowing that it was all his fault and the realization that the look she gave him was pure hatred.

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

The memories washed through Felix's mind like a giant wave. Happening fast, and powerful. He did see the man in the bed, dead. Her looking at another man scrabling for a phone. And the man that must be Julien. He looked at Antha with pure hatred. But this did explaing the distaste she had for him.

"So your......" Felix didn't know if this was accurate but he decided to use the word either way. "Hatred for Julien, is because he let that happen to you? Knowing full well you're his daughter but still didn't lift a finger to prevent it?"  

[XCandy and LunacyX]

"It is many things, mon cher. And he has suffered greatly for them." Again she pressed her memories upon his mind, though admittedly, this time she was only testing him, seeing if she could indeed make him run. She showed him Julien clinging to the pristine white sheets of his bed, blood running down his bare flesh from the long welts in his bed. There were bite marks on his neck, in no way vampiric. They were perfect imprints of her teeth, messy, deep, filling the torn flesh to the brim with blood. She had slept with him because her family had pressured her to, because they wanted a child from her and Julien was the strongest male witch the family had ever produced. But she had made certain that not a moment of it had been pleasant for him, and it showed.
"He doesn't like me trying to breed with his other children, you know. Every time I lay with one of my brothers, I can feel him mourn." She smiled again, coldly. "Tell me, Felix, would you not hate to know that you were bred of him?" The smile deepened, going wicked rather than cold. Suggestive, certainly. "To be my brother through his blood?"

 

[Azure Halfbreed]

More memories played in his mind. It showed Julien, a bloody mess. And from her description and from the looks, there was no way he could have enjoyed himself. Felix was going to make a joke, which is very rare for him, until she said something that he wasn't completly ready for. He would except it, it just came as a shook this early.

"You're my sister? And that man is my......" Felix couldn't finish what he was going to say. He wanted to dislike the man already. To hate him for just the little he's done. But he was taught not to hate just on word of the mouth alone.

Felix started thinking deeper. Reaching into the recesses of his mind that have long been forgotten. The day he was seperated from his family. Was it an accident. Or could it have been that man's doing. From what Felix has seen so far, he could rule that out but then again he couldn't prove it.