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 Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:19 am
Okay, so, I'm REALLY in the mood to do a Vampire Renaissance romance....any takers?My character starts as a human female, so I need a male vampire character..... my profile: Name:Leah Silverwind Age:16 Race:Human {for now} History:Leah is a young princess in Renaissance Italy. She is the youngest of three, who, are one to two years older than her. Leah was out by the lake, sulking about the man she was being forced to marry, and then he showed up in the shadows behind her, and it was love at first sight. Status:Noble (royalty-princess-youngest of 3) Appearance:  Personality:She is forward, but sweet. Gentle, kind and compassionate, with a favorite to the language of Sarcasm. She is polite when she needs to be, to fulfil her role as a princess.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:35 pm
Gaian Username: Drisil
Name: Jean-Claude
Age: Well over four hundred
Race: Vampire
Powers: Incubus, Appearing older or younger then known age, draws energy from lusts, the ardeur, calls lupin-kind, controlling shadows, flies...rarely
History: Jean-Claude is a French-born vampire who is over 400 years old. Not much else is known of this master vampire.
Status: Master of City: St. Louise
Appearance: Jean-Claude
Personality: Playful and fond of those he considers "his." Jean-Claude has moods as wild as the oceans: one minuet he's an angle, the next a devil...but only if you give him cause. Never, ever, has the master vampire been known to harm those he has sworn to protect, not if he could help it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:42 pm
She ran out to the lake to get away from him. From HIM. Leah couldn't stand him, he lied to her face, and acted so sickly sweet in front of her father, that it disgusted her.
"Ugh....I can't believe I'm stuck with a pompous spoiled brat..." She grumbled, pulling her knees to her chest, and letting her long, silvery blue hair fall over her shoulders. She sighed, "I'd rather die then deal with him...just shoot me now..." she muttered, sarcasm very apparent in her voice. Obviously, but what she was saying, she was not very happy.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:56 pm
Jean-Claude heard, and Jean-Claude knew. He stepped from around his tree that this unhappy child so rudely claimed as her own. Jean-Claude might as well have stepped out of a sex dream.
Black leather pants so tight that they must have been poured on disappeared into soft, supple knee high black leather boots. A black leather dining jacket, such as one might wear to a high class formal event, graced the ivory white lace shirt.
The shirt's cuffs spilled down across pale, pale hands like a wave, even while more white lace framed the beauty that was Jean-Claude's chest. The very, very edge of shinny skin, such as one might find on a scar, peaked out from behind the edges of the shirt.
"A waste that would be, my fair beauty. To let one such as yourself squander away into dust."
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 9:02 pm
Leah looked up suddenly, their eyes meeting.
He's....He's beautiful..... She said in her thoughts, not being able to control them.
Leah's eyes were filled with awe. "Well....I wouldn't be speaking in such a manner, if the man I was supposed to be bound with actually loved me and not my status..."
She coulsn't stop looking at him, her heart beat rapidly, just gazing at him. "W-Who are you?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 9:15 pm
Jean-Claude gave a gentleman's bow, one that took him at the waist. He never took his midnight blue eyes from Leah's face.
"I am called Jean-Claude. Why does the fact that your marriage partner does not love you, bother you so?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 9:26 pm
"Because....It's not me he wants....its my father's money...and the kingdom...with the power and all....in the end, it has nothing to do with me...he will end up trying to kill me in the end, anyways....That's usually what they all do....and I don't want to end up dead at the likes of him...his hands...."
She sighed, and brushed a strand of silvery blue locks from her face,
"I want someone who would actually care for me....not just what I was born into...blessed or cursed..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 4:45 am
Jean-Claude drifted closer to Leah. He cocked his head to one side, the spill of black, black hair rasping across the soft material of his jacket. Jean-Claude stopped just in front of Leah, and dropped gracefully into an Indian position so easily that he was standing and then suddenly he wasn't.
"Do you see your being born into rank and power as a curse, then?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 9:34 am
Leah sighed, "....sometimes....like now...I wish I wasn't even a princess..." The wind blew past gently, and she pulled her cloak closer about her shoulders "I just wish that------"
"LEAH!"
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instantly stood up, and looked over to the figure, from who the voice had came from.
Unfortunatly, it was her betrothed.
"What do you want?"She hissed, her eyes narrow, obviously not happy to see him.
The man's eyes were filled with rage as he walked up to her briskly, and grabbed her roughly by the shoulders, "We are leaving, now. The ceremony is in an hour."
"NO." She was trying her hardest not to smack him, that's when he slapped her across the face.
"Now."
"NO."
The man growled, and threw her to the ground, "You are despicable," he said venomously, and then he left, retreating back to the place.
Leah fell to the ground in sobs, "That's why I'd rather die...."
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 2:24 pm
[His name's Roger, by the way. Leah's betrothed. I don't like the name Roger. >.<]
Jean-Claude had become still, so still that he might as well have been not there; it was a habit the old vamps picked up. As soon as Roger had left, he drew breath and became alive again. He stood up and pulled Leah into his arms, and murmured french into her ear until she started to calm down again.
"Ma petite, ma petite, all will be well. Why don't you just leave him, this...this foul creature that you're marrying? Come away with me, come be with me."
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 7:40 pm
"I want to...I really want to....I can't stand it with him anymore....I'm being forced...the only way to get out of such a fate...is..."
Her eyes widened, in the midst of tears, as she added softly, clutching Jean-Claude's jacket almost in fear, ".....is death...."
She was feeling a bit light-headed, "ugh...I was so upset...I forgot to eat..." She collapsed in his arms from the stress and lack of food.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 8:32 pm
With no effort at all, Jean-Claude caught the full weight of Leah in his arms. He looked the sweet bundle of warmth in his arms and suddenly became actually aware of the blood rushing through her body. Jean-Claude could see Leah's pulse beating in her throat, like red candy begging to be released.
He closed his eyes and swallowed past the rage of the blood lust that suddenly threatened to overwhelm him. Jean-Claude had already eaten that day (a willing victim, of course) and would not take this girl against her will. Much less without her even knowing.
He gave the woods a long look, then turned and walked off, back to his home in the city, beneath the Circus of the Damned club. Another vampire let his master and Leah inside. Walking swiftly, Jean-Claude headed back to his room, and laid the unconscious girl against the blue silk sheets on the massive bed. The best was beyond king-sized; it was orgy sized.
Jean-Claude "called" another of his underlings, and asked for food, real food for Leah, whenever she decided to wake up. That accomplished, he moved off into the adjoining bathroom, and started to run a bath, leaving the door open; walking through the woods had made Jean-Claude dirty and he did just so adore hot water kissing his skin.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:17 am
Leah stirred, and groaned a bit, sitting up and putting a hand to her throbbing forehead.
"Where am I...?" she whispered into the darkness, straining to sit up. She looked down at her dress, and could see the dirt marks from when Roger threw her to the ground. She sighed, and sat on the bed, gazing into the darkness absent-mindedly. She looked over to the bedside table, and saw the food, and remembered how hungry she was. She took one piece of bread, and ate it slowly, and before she knew it, it was all eaten, it was just enough to fill her up, not too much, not too little.
She looked up, hearing someone come out of the adjoining bathroom, and she felt her heart skip a beat.
Jean-Claude....
"Thankyou for saving me....I am in your debt," she said softly, curtsying to show her respect.
"I just want to know...." she looked up at him, "What is going to happen to me? You're not going to make me go back to him....are you?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 11:28 am
Jean-Claude gave a slow, seductive blink.
"Ma petite, why would I make you go back? What's going to happen to you know is what you decided, and what kismet has planned. Nothing more, nothing less."
His blue eyes trailed past Leah to the still almost full tray of food. Jean-Claude smiled slightly.
"That is all you wanted, just a little bread? Ma petite, I know take-out isn't the best tasting of all food, but if you pass out into a more or less stranger's arms, then you need more."
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 6:40 pm
Leah sighed, but did as she was told and ate until she was full, which was about, half of the tray. It was a few minutes later when she turned to him with a small smirk, raising an eyebrow.
"Happy?" She asked, trying not to laugh.
She cast her eyes to the ground, trying to control her wildly beating heart. "I....I want to stay with you..."
She blushed profusely, her blue-tinted silver hair falling in front of her eyes.
"I would....always want to stay here...."
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