cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Jan 31, 2007 21:07:21 GMT -5
He raised his brow a moment, then realized what she was talking about. "No, ma cher. May I ask, who is the eldest vampire you have dealt with?" Alessia squinted a little. "What an odd question? It was a man I had the pleasure to encounter in Venice. His name was Vincenzo. I don't know if he's as old as you, carissimo, but that's because I haven't asked you how old you are. Vincenzo was over 300."[/color]
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Jan 31, 2007 21:40:15 GMT -5
He nodded. "I am much older." He looked over at her. "There comes a point to every vampire that one realizes to continue living, one must have a form of control over oneself. The older the vampire, the more careful the visage, and the more masks we have to show to those around us. I will allow myself to be casual when it suits the situation, as you know. In time, you will learn to read my masks, and the severity of a situation by them."
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Jan 31, 2007 21:49:12 GMT -5
Alessia smiled and gave a nod. Severity? She thought, What does he mean? "Where are we having this meeting?"
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Jan 31, 2007 21:54:51 GMT -5
He stopped in the front of Melanie's office door. "Professor Smith does bid us to not use the staff lounge for... personal endeavors, by the way," he said with a slight smirk.
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Jan 31, 2007 22:10:57 GMT -5
Alessia smiled at the vampire. "I was wondering if she would stop us, when she didn't, I figured it was alright." She placed herself before the door, blocking him from entering the room "I'll promise I'll behave... when others are around..." She turned around and opened the door.
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Jan 31, 2007 22:22:06 GMT -5
Once again he donned his careful facade and entered Melanie's office.
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Feb 14, 2007 11:04:42 GMT -5
Alessia left the Melanie's office and made her way to her quarters... but actually ending at Jean-Claude's.[/color]
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Post by Spinner on Feb 14, 2007 12:16:43 GMT -5
Amaria walked out of Melanie's office and looked at the doors she passed as she searched for her own.[/color]
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Feb 21, 2007 16:25:24 GMT -5
Priscilla walked down the corridor, getting to know her way around and admiring the unfamiliar architecture.
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Feb 24, 2007 15:37:10 GMT -5
At the end of a hard first day, Alessia could feel the strength of the full moon within her. It was close, maybe a two or three hours away. She looked down and began walking down the hall, thinking of Jean-Claude and of the morning's events.
She arrived at her destination, but it wasn't her quarters. Again her subconscious led her to his room, she stood looking at the door. There would be enough time to walk back to hers, but something made her stay, unsure why.[/color]
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Feb 24, 2007 15:50:53 GMT -5
Jean-Claude walked up behind her quietly. "Accepting my invitation, then?"
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cassandra
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Post by cassandra on Feb 24, 2007 15:53:33 GMT -5
Alessia looked startled... she would have smelled him a mile away, but her mind was focused on her emotions, and not on her senses. "Well... yes." She answered demurely.
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Feb 24, 2007 16:04:43 GMT -5
He opened the door, inviting her in. "Well then, feel free."
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Post by cassandra on Feb 24, 2007 16:15:39 GMT -5
She waited until he entered and followed him.
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Post by cassandra on Mar 10, 2007 11:41:12 GMT -5
Brann walked into the empty corridor, angry. He'd wanted to kiss Amaria, but he was sure he would have burned her. He was also angry with her, telling him what he was doing was not fair. Life had been unfair to him, she had no idea what un fair was.
His arm was engulfed in flames. He took his wand out and repaired the seal on the restraints, smoldering the flames. He slammed his back against the wall, and slid down to the floor.
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Mar 11, 2007 16:02:13 GMT -5
Xander skidded to a stop, bagel in his mouth, upon seeing Brann. He frowned and walked over to him. He swallowed the bite of bagel he'd gotten and stuffed the bagel in his bag. "What's wrong, Brann?"
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Post by cassandra on Mar 12, 2007 10:28:18 GMT -5
"Nothing kid..." Brann said, his face burried in his hands, "Go away." He wasn't angry and he didn't raise his voice, it was like he had given up and didn't want to explain himself. He just needed some time to turn back to his normal self.
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Mar 13, 2007 3:19:10 GMT -5
Xander suddenly threw himself on Brann, holding him. Amazingly, his skin was only slightly cool against Brann's as Xander's cheek pressed against his. "I'll be in the common room, kay?" He stood and smiled, pulled his bagel, and ran off with the thing already back in his mouth.
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Post by cassandra on Mar 13, 2007 9:09:13 GMT -5
Brann was stunned. He sat with his mouth gaping open staring straight ahead. He'd never been held like that, not that he can remember, his wizard father had never even hugged him.
As Xander dissapeared down the corridor, Brann began feeling conflicting emotions. He loved the feeling of Xander's flesh on his, it was like a craving he couldn't and shouldn't have, but he also hated the fact that now he knew what that felt like, and that he did crave it, moreso now than ever before. Another's touch...
Xander hadn't burst into flames though, could his skin be resistant to his type of fire? Could Brann feed the tactile craving of flesh he so longed for? He sat looking towards where Xander dissapeared and lost himself in his own thoughts. ________________________________________________________
Brann rose to his feet, and quietly walked toward the common room.
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Post by MayanApocolypse on Mar 17, 2007 17:09:31 GMT -5
Jean-Claude had nearly reached the Great Hall when he got the message to go to the common rooms. He groaned and uttered an amazing amount of swear words in the span of a few minutes as he dashed down the hall.
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