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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 7:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 7:28 pm
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"Why can't you be on my side?" Oscar growled as he sat on the bed in his room, glaring at Anya, "You always defend her as if she's your kid. News flash: You can't have kids and she's not yours!"
Anya stood silently as she looked down at the floor. Oscar knew he hit a sore spot and felt guilty for his words. He felt guilty for also going off on Emma, he didn't need to yell at her like that when she was already in obvious pain. Oscar stood up from the bed and walked over to Anya, "I'm sorry..."
The female vampire's saddened expression deepened as she took a step away from Oscar, "I want to be alone..."
"Anya, I didn't mean it... You'll have-"
"Leave me alone, Oscar," Anya walked passed him and went into his bed, "Just go..."
"Anya..." he breathed, but left the room when she covered herself in the sheets.
He leaned against the door as he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to figure out what to do.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 7:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 6:45 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 3:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 8:19 pm
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Oscar woke up in Anya's bed to see that even Anya had snuck into the room during the day and slept close to him. It gave him some peace of mind to know she wasn't angry with him for what he had told her before parting with her. He was the first up as the sun began to go down, showering and clothing himself before he walked back into the room to see Anya brushing her hair in front of the vanity, "Why are you primping yourself?"
"Don't you smell him? Conrad is here and he hasn't seen me in centuries," Anya began to touch up her make-up, "I look a lot different than I had when I attended his kingdom back then."
"Seriously...we don't even know this guy and you're acting like he's a king," Oscar commented dryly.
"Because he is a king and we need to show respect for him," Anya retorted before standing up, "You're not going out wearing that in front of him."
"What's wrong with this?" Oscar was wearing casual jeans and a t-shirt, "This isn't bad."
"Change it," Anya stated bluntly before heading to the door, "I'm going to find Emma and see what she's doing."
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 8:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 6:00 am
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Oscar was the one who opened the door, but as soon as the person made their introduction, Anya curtsied low to the floor and spoke in perfect Romanian, "It is an honor to be back in your presence, my King."
The male vampire eyed the older man with contempt before closing the door behind him. He was about to make a comment before Anya snatched his wrist and forced him to his knees to whisper sharply, "Show your respect!"
"I don't even know this guy," Oscar grumbled.
Anya stood on her feet before standing between Oscar and Conrad, "Forgive my brother, my King, he is still barely a few centuries old and has limited knowledge of our kind."
"Limited knowledge!?" Oscar's eyes widened with anger as he stood back up, "If he's a real king then everyone would've known instead of a few people who had seen him."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 6:16 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 3:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 3:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 5:20 pm
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Anya responded by holding onto Emma to comfort the human before Conrad left, then went to help Oscar up, "You can't act like that in front of him. And why would you say such hurtful things?"
Oscar glanced over at Emma before dusting himself off, "It's because of her that we're stuck here..."
"It's because of her we're alive," Anya repeated, then went back to Emma, "I noticed he mentioned a Princess. She must be in a recent generation, because I surely haven't met her before."
The male vampire trudged away from the room as he put his hands in his pockets. Everyone kept warning him not to touch her, not to hurt her, blah blah blah. He growled to himself, why would he touch a human? Even if Anya disbanded their agreement, she was still his bound partner until she asked to take the bond back. He could still feel the gold ring dangling on his chain necklace beneath his shirt. So far, he wouldn't trade that for anything.
Anya comforted Emma as best as she could, "Oscar didn't mean that. You know how he is, he's always in a bad mood."
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 5:31 pm
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