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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:12 pm
Anita blinks and jumps to her feet she watches him as she starts to pick the books up slowly with tears running down her cheeks, she rises her head up at him saying her name she didn't mean to disappoint him she was scared she saw what the giovanni did to the clan and thought she would be next, or that they would find her resting place and end her life as they did to her clanmates, she glares at him, showing the fire she once had at him saying that he was wrong about her, didn't he know that she was a daughter of a Giovanni master, he had to know that before he turned and like those of her fathers clan, she was afaid that he would see her gifts and kill her.
" yes, Apollo was turned because he showed a intrest in the things we look for in a member, he is smart, and wanting to know more about the dead, how however, he seems to not be pleased with his new life but he is trying. he is around here somewhere. I will call him to us."
closing her eyes 'Apollo! please come to the front door there is someone, i would like you to meet.' she says in his mind
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 7:55 am
Apollo was there in almost moments. He had heard the upset tone in Anita's thoughts and he nearly shook with rage that someone would dare to upset his vampire mother. Walking down the stairs, his mind instantly cooled as he looked upon the white furred Vampire that sat by Anita. This must be the elder of which she had spoken, the very father of their clan. His posture became more rigid as he walked down the stairs to the library. Never before had he been in the presence of one so powerful.
"Good evening Anita," nodding his head in respect to her before turning to Ashur and doing the same, "Master." His tail swayed behind him as he looked between the too, wondering what had passed before he arrived.
"Ah, Apollo." Ashur's pale eyes appraised him carefully, noting everything he could about him. Brushing a few strands of white hair from his face, he leaned back into his chair, looking at some of the books that Anita had stacked there again. "Anita's right. You do try, don't you?"
A smirk rested on his lips as he flipped open a book and began paging through it too fast to actually be reading it. His tail still twitched in aggravation. "Why don't you both go do something useful and try and find a few more that are suitable to be in my clan? Hm?" A slight chuckle rumbled in his throat for a moment. "And a snack might be nice, if you don't mind?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 1:48 pm
Anita watches as apollo comes, she watches him and Ashur closely, listening to them talk to another, she watches him then smirks, " as you wish, Master, Apollo let me get Ashur a snack and we will leave to find mortals that are suitable for the clan." she turns away from them and heads for the fatherest door, pushing in closed she finds a snack for him and returns walking up to him she bows her head and waits
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 12:34 pm
((I'm gonna break that RP, since it was mainly to get Ashur back on the scene. Now I'd rather wait till some of the neonate's get to being around. ^_^))
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 3:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 3:17 pm
Sauda pressed her shoulder to the door of her crypt, her paw instictivly finding the hidden latch and, pushing firmly, slid the door open, allowing the moonlight to enter her dark home. a wind blew and the many bird skulls hanging around the entryway clattered like macabe wind chimes. the greeting of those staring eyes and chattering bills always made her smile. looking up she saw the moon was again full. it was time to start the ritual again. closing the crypt door behind her, she set out to gather the objects she would need.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 3:32 pm
Apollo had been prowling some of the other cemeteries near their own, and some not so near. He'd traveled nearly the entire island. Ashur had said there were others of their line somewhere on this island and it was now his duty to seek them out and bring them home to their master. It was a great honor that his Lord had placed on him, and the younger vampire set forth with eagerness. Unfortunately, he had not returned yet, for he had found none. Other vampires, yes, but none of his own clan.
This night was not still though, as the last few had. A cooler wind wound through the trees, creating a soft rustle and the promise of an impending autumn. Glancing skyward, he noticed the full moon blazing bright in the sky and paused only for a moment to soak in it's beauty before resuming his wander through tonight's graveyard. An almost haunting clatter suddenly assaulted his ears and Apollos' attention was captured. With one sniff, he smiled. The undeniable scent of the living dead was near.
Carefully, he made his way towards the clattering noise which grew ever louder as he picked his way easily through the age-old tombstones. His eyes fell upon a crypt not to far off, and his eyes quickly found the source of the sound. Bird skulls hung across the doorway, tied up on string. It was eerie, but strangely beautiful. He had a good feeling about tonight and this place. Whoever lived there had to be one of their own. As he came upon the home, he paused. No one seemed to be there.
Perhaps the owner was out, finding an early morning snack. Impossible, the scent was too near. Carefully, his ears searched for sounds of the other, his eyes scanning the area.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:29 pm
Demyan's feet padded through the damp knee-high grass as he entered a graveyard. His tail swished slightly, from side to side before bringing his tail up to his left hand, the little voodoo doll that hung from a pin facing him with its blank face. He smirked a little at the expressionless doll before plucking it from his tail, catching the little needle in his other hand. Demyan began poking at it for a bit before placing the doll back on his tail, placing the needle through the heart of the doll and onto his tail.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 6:17 pm
Making his way through the same graveyard, unbeknown to Demyan, was Ashur. Anita and Apollo had both been away on his orders and he'd gotten hungry, so had made his way out and about, taking in the island and all its changes. Things had changed greatly, not just in the vampire societies, but in the world itself, while he had been on the other side of death. His tail lashed behind him as he caught the scent of the other vampire in the graveyard. A smile crossed his lips as he wiped the last few drops of blood from them. Someone had come home, just as he had known they all would, eventually.
He was not familiar with this particular vampire. His turning must have happened while Ashur was gone. Shaking his hair from his face, he picked his way across the cemetery with ease and grace, moving silently and swiftly towards the other. It was only moments until he spotted him. How strange, the rotting flesh, and dark fur. Those traits were quite unusual for his clan, yet he knew him to be one of his own. Perhaps some strange, new bloodline. Perhaps, they had unlocked new secrets!
With a new, almost eagerness, he made his way towards him, speaking as soon as he knew the other would hear him. "Welcome, child. Do you realize you are at the home of the Cappadocian clan?" Chances are, he did not, but something had drawn him to this particular graveyard.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 1:58 am
Demyan's ears twitched a bit before turning towards the figure that had become approaching him. He squinted his eyes a little to get a better look at the other, his tail swishing from side to side, curiously. The vampire had felt... Drawn to this particular area and he almost felt like he was finally home. Demyan scanned the area before looking back at the other. "Now I do. It's good to be home... " He ran his hand over the top of a nearby grave headstone, his tail flicking up and resting on said tombstone.
His blood red eyes looked back the other, his eyes and instincts knowing better that this vampire before him was of much higher power than himself and he knew better then to not pay respect to his Elders. He bowed, bringing his arm over across his body. " Thank you for the welcome, Elder."
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 8:35 am
He chuckled softly. Demyan did not know who he was; all he knew, it seemed, was that he was an elder. So long as he showed him respect, Ashur would let him keep that idea for now. It would test his respect in general. "Well, I wouldn't want you leaving, so I thought it best I say something. It's been too hard finding all of you."
His long tail lashed gently behind him causing the crosses on his tail to jingle slightly. The blue of his eyes captured the moonlight as he stared at the other. "So I extend you an invitation to the Cappadocian headquarters; if you accept, you are accepting your rightful place in the clan and swearing not to betray us. If not, leave and never dare call yourself a Cappadocian again." Before he betrayed all their secrets, Ashur had to know that he was truly going to a member of the clan now that he was here.
If he accepted and then betrayed the clan, Ashur would make sure to end him himself. For a moment, he glanced down at his still blood smeared hand before meeting eyes with Demyan again. Certainly, he hoped he would chose to stay and take his place in the clan. If not, well, that was more work to rebuild the clan.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 9:49 am
Anita walks back to the graveyard with her notebook, she had traveled the whole island, and had ran into another Cappadocian member, but he was a little different from what she knew of the clan, maybe other members had made it out, after watching these vampires she noticed that their rules were way different, she was going to ask her master about it. She thought of the infomation to share with Apollo, since she had once tooken him under her wings and teach him things about the clan, she had finally got her ideals set and was ready to give the clan wizdom that she had learned and also to help the new members get set in their place in the clan. She only hoped that she would run into her chide as the Antidulian she was a proud and feared leader in her day before the long sleep, Still it was hard to get used to how much the world had changed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 11:05 pm
Demyan blinked once as he thought about the words that had just been spoken. 'Hard to find us...? ' He thought as he looked around the cemetery slowly. His gaze returned to the other, his tail swishing slowly from side to side, the little voodoo doll still attached to his tail. His ears twitched as he heard the invitation to the clan before bringing his arm across his body again as he bowed to the other. "I will gladly accept the honor of being apart of the Cappadocian Clan." His golden dreads fell forward as he kept his head down as he bowed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 8:36 am
"Good then. Let us go inside, unless you have an objection. If I'm correct, Anita will be waiting there. She can teach you more." Pausing, he listened for a moment to the sounds of another coming closer in the graveyard. Alas! He had been wrong; Anita was headed their way, through the graveyard as they spoke. It must have slipped her mind that she, like himself, preferred spending the first few waking hours out and about, and then come home towards dawn. Knowing that she would be upon them soon, he figured it was just as well to wait around outside for her. After all, it was a beautiful night.
"Actually, let us enjoy the night while it's young." Ashur looked around, trying to spot the other vampire, but she was still too far away for sight. "Tell me some about yourself. You see different from what we were, but I know you are one of our own."
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 3:21 pm
Anita smiles as she passes a couple headstones, she could hear voices more closely, one of was her master and other was a voice that she hadn't heard before. Getting closer she steps out on the path, she then looks at Ashur bowing her head a little, she was rised and turn during the time where looking a male is the eyes could get a woman killed. During this time she had learned how to look down at the ground and not at the face. Rising her head she looked at the male beside Ashur. " Greetings, my lord Ashur, greeting to you as well young chide." She knew how she might look to the new vamp beside Ashur, a angel, a goddress, maybe a anicent. with her black hair and white skin, Directing her eyes back to her maker " I have news, my lord and much to tell you about my travels."
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